End of The Road

End of The Road

It feels as though you've nothing more to give,

It feels as though you've nothing left for to live,

Left all alone without a comforting friend,

It's apparent that the road has come to an end.

The daylight is covered by a veil of darkness,

Life seems to you but a beautiful mess.

And to your open wounds with no one to tend,

It's apparent that the road has come to an end.

Where has all your strength gone you wonder,

Where did it all start to go wrong you ponder.

Wondering if your ways you'll ever mend,

It's apparent that the road has come to an end.

Standing at life's crossroads helpless,

With no words to express your distress.

When finally you run out of happiness to pretend,

It's apparent that the road has come to an end.

Just get out of your grief for an instant,

And fix your gaze on that 'end' not so distant. 

For what you yourself made a so called 'end',

Was actually nothing more than a mere 'bend'.

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Dual Personality

Dual Personality

Ever wondered that behind a sincere smile,

Might have lurked intentions that were vile?

Or behind the curtain of anonymity,

Was a heart dripping with enmity?

My intention is not that through this rhyme,

Should you look at everything as a crime.

And at everyone with a suspicious glance,

As if they're ever ready to take their chance.

Every chance they get at depriving you,

Robbing you off all joy, leaving you blue.

Unfortunately, that's what it has come down to,

And nobility today is only found in an elite few.

The people who abstain from hypocrisy,

Are lambs amidst wolves in the society.

For today, if by the rules you were to abide,

You would find next to no one by your side.

Fake friends, fake relatives, fake people,

But on the outside they'd seem to be feeble.

They'd talk to you looking in the eye,

If only you realized that it were a lie.

It is a frightful disease, if not more,

But like everything, to it there's a cure.

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A Little To Reflect Upon

I was all out of options. I didn't feel like blogging today. But then, a call from my friend kind of motivated me. No, motivated is not the exact word, it kind of urged to me to write. My dear friend Aditya called up today saying that bro you should start writing under a pen name !!
Haha and that he thought that I was going to pursue writing as a business in future. I was like yeah why not !! Although I didn't make up my mind to it completely, and it's too early to decide anyway.

Anyway, I wrote down three really nice, short and crisp poems, thereby maintaining my habit of blogging every Sunday. These poems, they are actually meant to be reflected upon. And, I've noticed that most people here prefer a simple rhyme scheme that's pleasant to read and hear so, I wrote them in really simple and a straight forward manner.

                             Money

Money may come and money may go,
You shall reap that what you sow.
So be careful that even if it may grow,
Spend it wisely you know...
Cause it wasn't with you a while ago !!

                             Life

Ah life, about it there is so little to say,
You never know which might be your last day.
It's departure leaves all the work at bay,
But righteously spent, it does handsomely pay.
The message that I'm trying to convey:
Spend it wisely or you shall face dismay.

                             Death

And the intoxication of death, utterly sore,
Is what everyone wants to flee from for sure.
A feeling of truth so placid, so pure,
A fatal ailment for which, there is no cure.
And if a pleasant death you'd want to secure,
Spend you're life wisely you'd ensure.