The Bus Journey

Everyday I get up hoping this day is going to be amazing...
Thinking about this I spend a few more seconds...
And soon the day starts like a Bus ready for its journey...
Not knowing how many miles before its journey would end...

Somedays it covers just a few hundred miles...
but on its way makes all people smile...
On other days it travels miles so many that you cant count...
If this journey affects anybody on the way... I doubt...

But when the journey ends the driver talks to the bus...
"Lets see how much did you rust... and if you re covered with any dust..."
And after looking at what the bus has gone through during the day...
The driver tells the bus... "Go take a few hours of rest if you may...
Tomorrow is going to be another day I can't say how long...
And every morning when you say this, I dont think it is wrong..."

"Everyday I get up hoping this day is going to be amazing...
Thinking about this I spend a few more seconds...
And soon the day starts I the Bus am ready for its journey...
Not knowing how many miles before its journey would end..."

Running

And i ran...
Ran like a rabbit free from its cage...
I ran after something i dont know what...
Just running for that time made me so happy
Such joy i cant describe in words
I just know one thing...
I just ran...
And i ran Like a rabbit... free from its cage...

Maa...

Something I wrote for my Ma when I was studying in Leeds... I think I wrote this in the beginning of January 2010


i sit down under this yellow light,
and i wish if only today i might,

be able to write my feelings in words,
for someone who brought me into this world...

the most beautiful lady i have ever known,
someone who before i was born, was my own...

someone i will adore and love always,
no matter how many girls cross my way...

my sweet and lovely dear mother,
today i am trying to overcome all hurdles...

and write what you mean to me in my life,
you ll always be first, even if i ever have a wife...

sitting in this place, that is still new,
i still dont understand, how god crafted you...

and made you so strong yet so caring,
doesnt it sound like a strange pairing?

listening to your voice, or just seeing you,
makes me believe that you are here for true...

right beside me as if am sleeping in your lap,
these miles in between cant act as a gap...

between a mother and a son,
so with the rhyme am i done?

no not yet, i still can write,
about the lady who brought me to life...

each time i keep my head on your palm,
all tensions vanish, i am again calm...

i miss that touch and wish to earn it back,
god gives me a push, whenver in me motivation lacks...

always be with you ma...i wish i had this luck ...
and get from you whenever i want momma's hug...

i really miss you a lot when i am alone,
you know during this time, to think i am prone...

but you know and so do i,
this time shall fly by ...

and i shall be again with my first lady,
who brought me up right from when i was a baby ...

i love you ma and will always love you,
i am working my best to make your wishes come true...

so much have you seen and suffered till today,
and from our god i only pray...

to give you and pa all the happiness and joy,
and to help you with that, god has sent this toy...

who writes this poem he doesnt know why?
because even if my best i try,

no words can tell the feelings of a son,
even when i feel the poem is perhaps done ...

My Secret World

In this big world full of people...
I have this small world of my own...
Which in this fast moving world
Is sometimes to even me unknown...

I enter and exit this world of mine...
When for myself i have exclusive time...

There are no spaces or boundaries...
I can live in this world totally free...

Even in a crowd of hundreds...
Me inside my world can go unnoticed...

When i am living in my little world
I find peace around me even in thousands of words

It feels like i have traveled into time...
No one around me can see me...

But there was this empty chair left at the corner...
Did someone think I was going to wander?

Maybe its just the world moving around me...
And I have paused so that this moment i can feel...

And experience again this world that went in hiding...
That has revealed itself again after this mining...