BARED

I cannot write,

My words fail;

I cannot always offer,

My demanding senses sometimes prevail.

I cannot always be truthful,

Though I regret those lies;

I cannot smile forever,

I very often give up and cry.

I cannot create the perfect home,

There will be loopholes I know;

I might not give you the most beautiful baby,

I shall try very much though.

I cannot lose the love I was gifted,

I know I am a coward deep inside;

I shall be a loser in need of support,

More often than the strength by your side.

All this and much more in hiding,

I conceal from your sharp probing eyes;

I just bared the secrets of my soul to you,

Just stay and listen to its silence…don’t ever utter that last Goodbye.

A NAMELESS CITIZEN

Just smiled as I stepped out of my home,

Just enjoyed that fast moving train,

Just let my hair fly in that speeding bus

Just laughed as I sat in that theatre called Fame.

Just grabbed my favorite burger at that joint,

Just rejoiced the seaside calm,

Just soothing my senses across the grass at Joggers,

Just hoped and skipped as I played my favorite game.

I am doing as much I can,I am gathering my happiness- it’s a tricky lovable catch.

I am practicing each day as my last day today,

It took a terrorist to teach me that.

I don’t know if I should thank him,

Or should I curse his being every moment,

Where will I go…What shall I do?

I am scared in my own land…I am just another nameless Indian citizen