Silver Lining..

Fixated on the board, figuring the dark picture
I sat there believing, that this would be another dream
As I felt cold, perhaps it my body which is getting old.

They say – ‘every dark cloud has a silver lining’,
But does the cloud realize that, do the birds understand silver when they see it,
The sun doesn’t pity and neither do the winds.

Looking out for freshness in air, softness in snow,
Smell of flowers or pain of thorns, the ones which the world proudly beholds.

I thought the world is small, coz I saw it all when she was in my arms,
We did great and I was wonderful, life seemed simple and yet so beautiful.
Someone up high wasn’t so sure, so paid a visit and left me alone.

Again they came and showed me the lining,
Which they claimed to be silver, but to me it seemed grey.
As I lay, I turned to the friend who at times when happy, was always ready to drown me clear.
Deep down the world seemed high, and ‘the rush’ haunted me for a while.

Adrenaline is a fast flow, people around, all crave for more.
It’s not a spark or a fizz of joy, it’s an addiction you just cannot hide.

It takes long to search for life, not much when you are on the wire.
As I stood perplexed on the ground,
With a picture in front claiming I AM GONE,
I just remembered what the world had said,
“Its DRINK DRIVE and DEATH !!!”

By Aditya Bajpai
30th Nov 2009

A New Memory

A phase in life I would love to preserve,
The cap on the fun was not so clear,
Believed to be a change in style and thought,
It turned to be among the best in the lot.

Off by the road, besides the stable,
Stood my place, memories behold and love untold.
All the 4 floors were chilled and dark,
Devoid of pain and sadness the world savoured a lot.
We stayed in and played, sometimes burned in the sun and sometimes bathed in the rain,
But the hunger for fun was outlived by the ferocious stomach growl.

At times seriousness beckoned at the door,
With extra bit of study load we stayed together,
Bore the burden and never wept another.
Weekends were outings or craze of sport,
Football, cricket or movies was the most popular resort.

Everyone partied and created a lot of fuss,
Of how the next day beholds the agony and hurt.
Call on a party and pizza was served,
To make it grand, drinks everyone deserved.
One shabby room crowded to the limit,
Fun talk turned emotional but the mood stayed on,
Sometimes it would be sleazy with all laughing along.

A page is no measure of the stamp it left,
My heart and all my pals will forever cherish those times we stayed...

By Aditya Bajpai
1st Dec 2009