Can you ever find a safe place
while you're running away
from your own mind?
Wandering as a child
Wanting to climb the speaking tree
Waving my hand to the army
Hoping, I'll set the world free
Looking at the sky
Imagining a mighty star
And the moon I'll land on
Assuming, it's not so far
Thought I'd be a savior
Touching stetho for the first time
Listening to people's hearts
To notice how heartbeats rhyme
What if I could teach?
Filling students with burning desire
Or I could be the one
Who fights with raging fire
You can be all of them
"Be an actor", someone said
Or write stories of the world
You can be its master instead
What I really want?
What this question of passion is called?
With more variables than constants
This equation remains unsolved.
We're lost, lost in the riddle,
A riddle which has no middle.
You and I are alone together in this warship
Stranded and wrecked in this agony,
Only to whip our hearts to survive his lordship.
You and I have been duped,
Duped from the idiosyncratic questions unresolved.
Are we even privileged to witness the day fade into the night,
An act that shoved you and I to death
And shook us in one sight.
Have you and I ever gone to bed without fear,
Fear of diving into the shallowness of communal riots,
For you and I have known it's nothing less than rare.
What have I done too bad?
Too bad, my countrymen to be tamed to death,
For you and I archived emotions unsolved.
You mustn't force upon ourselves thy unholy dream
As you command to clap off our griefs,
We're losing the steam!
Steam of strength and belief.
You and I play the dirty game of hope
Hope of countryhood but grapple,
You'd demand a thousand candles to your applause.
But, are you and I humbly awed with this gruby fable.
Rub off your grim against the snow,
Only to find the dirt in your clause.
We're sleeping it off and letting it go astray,
We're sipping herbal tea, only if it could soothe
Where can we be safe, I appeal to you.
Is this less gruesome than this pandemic?
Only to clap off the minorities shrill.
Is there any good in this stillness, only to find that our mind isn't still.
I demand on behalf of the countrymen
Some questions have been unanswered,
And some mysteries unresolved.
I'd love to go to bed everyday,
Only to dream love, bread and equality.
I command, thou majesty
To unriddle and to unsolve.
Draft you a constitution of morals, I'd like
Deliver preachings of the fifth grade moral science
If you'd allow me,
To Revive the country's right, I'd like.
Family is a crowded word which seems at home in old photo albums and awkward phone calls, until you fall back and discover it’s disorderly love.
No one tries to point out flaws anymore just to murder the silence in the room. We have learnt to have our teas and the beautiful sunset without a side of the gory news updates.
I could not remember this happening often. But we didn’t stay back to know better often and chaos didn’t make so much sense often.
The stars all didn’t twinkle together often. It took a pandemic.
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