Rusted Mast

We grow up!
We grey up!

All those rosy lanes,
Become a part of rain

The memories are vast,
Amidst the rusted mast

The life keeps going,
Like a sail-boat sailing

The winds determine our directions,
far we move from our affections

To touch the waves high,
Slowly that of which fade out of sight

I always end up meeting myself,
the one who questions me of my Self!

Why didn’t you do this and did that?
Why was there always a hidden want in ‘that’?

I don’t know what to answer
for Life is a huge wander!!!

The place where I belong today
Is where I was destined to be anyway

Be this or that or want or desire,
what still remains in that Fire

Up the stream I might reach the shore,
the ‘Shore’ which I was born to reach!

The place which would calm the fire, answer to me self
of all this, that and wants of my self!

I pity you.

You lied to me all the time,

You played around every time!

I sometimes wonder why did God create you?

You are such a messed up jerk I pity you.

The way you left me crying lonely at nights,
I kept waiting but you never replied!
The new girl you hang around with may be fine,

But remember you will be punished for playing with my soul divine!

Oh yeah! I sometimes wonder why did God create you?

You are such a messed up jerk I pity you.

They say love is to accept the other with its flaws,

But who said to love the one who can keep you at his paws!
Oh you beastly creature I wonder most of the times,
You are a mean, deadly Viper who should be left alone all times!

And so, I sometimes wonder why did God create you?

You are such a messed up jerk I pity you.

I wasted emotions on your sickening stories,
Solving problems and issues for your glory!
But enslaved me to be an African slave,
But you know you were powered by my hopeless love!

The reason I sometimes wonder why did God create you?

You are such a messed up jerk I pity you.