Monday, December 1, 2008

Pulsation

Pulsation
(A periodically recurring phenomenon that alternately increases and decreases some quantity)

Live like a stranger in this known street,
We all walk n we all dream,
Yet next guy with big dreams is a brag fest.
Leaving each day with a small mark to remember,
But too many marks there to remember.
See the troubles come through all our fortified walls I wonder,
What it takes and is it real to build them.
Learn lesson n forget them is one of our great virtues,
Not that I want to forget every single one,
Yet when the sunsets mind lights with plans for the sunrise.
Seeking a divine intervention from the so called earthly know-all’s
While letting the grey feed to a box with conditional access.
Reaching to the old n young with a same tool but different tones,
For they both refuse to grow up.
Leading conceding & back stabbing is the call for the day,
Yet no one claims to shout this on roof tops.
Concern for own is on top n others flushed down everyday with shit.
Travel n be wise but not most o time it is otherwise.
Darkness gives new lights to crevices in ones brain.
Standing alone on a path u later claim to have gotten support for
Hypocrisy & lies in all our veins like pulsation

- Ketan Kasabe

1 comment:

Shailaja Sharma said...

Such is life. Well-written. You must write often for us to read ;)