I'VE BLED

The rose's gone black

The leaves are all dead

Wish you could be back

Ask the thorns I've bled

The petals are on the ground

Over stepped by my tears

Darkness me surrounds

Dying feels so mere

Blow the rose and shatter

Shatter the petals in air

Let the thorns prick me it doesn't matter

If what you did was so fair

I know we made no promises

There were no vows to keep

And that became my nemesis

I let my trust in too deep

I wish I hadn't a heart

Or at the most one that's dead

Wish you weren't my life's part

Because ask the thorns, I've bled

THE SARCASM OF THE GODS

Rain tries to keep me dry

As I dissolve in my tears

Even the skies have become so sly

They clean me up but my world's unclear

I wish I was this stream

And know where I would go

Because everything's intact but my dream

The dream to with you forever flow

My clothes stick to my skin

Reminding me of you

The cold kills me in storm it grins

As my heart your memories un-sew

Thought rains were romantic

And it couldn't get any better

As the sarcasm of Gods is so ecstatic

That all I can do is into pieces shatter

THE LAST TALK

The sun has finally set

The dusk has finally gone

Things happened that I regret

And my life has finally torn

But I promise I will try

To keep my tears in me

But I can't promise my heart won't die

Every time your memories it sees

I know I have to be strong

But my strength came from you

Now all I have are my melancholy songs

As my world is now without hue

GOD'S UNLUCKY

Like a garden after rains

I feel new and lovely

I keep smiling in vain

Spring's come suddenly

And I feel you feel the same

Like drops of water we gel

My world lit up as you came

And in my heart you dwell

I feel heaven all around

When you flirt and start to blush

Your love is so profound

All my sorrows it can crush

As the words fail me now

To say how special you are

I wonder the Gods live how

From a beauty like you so far

खुशियों से दुश्मनी

एक सड़क पे
चलते अकेले
दिख रहे हैं मुझको
लाशों के मेले

नदियों में खून
आसुओं की बूँद
खुशियों से सबकी
दुश्मनी हो जैसे

धुओं में जहाँ है
खुदा तू कहाँ है
क्या मर्ज़ी थी तेरी
ये जो हुआ है

नफरत की आंधी
खा रही है सबको
कलि का प्यार
बढ़ रहा है जैसे 

जलता नहीं सूरज अब
जलते हैं इन्सान
इर्ष्या ने सबको
मौत दी है जैसे

पैसा कभी था
इन्सान के लिए
पर होती है मृत्यु
पैसा भगवन हो जैसे

शायद नरक है बेहतर
धरती से जादा
क्योंकि रोता है हैवान
ए धरती पे ही जैसे