NIGHTMARE

Oh, late, late, late
There goes the chime.

And so, there I rush.

You are so late, so late!

LULLABY

That too shall pass.

The jeering faces
They jeer with a cause.
Everything is bearable, of course.
So, sleep now.

Thinking of an escape?
Why? Everything catches up!
You know that, don't you?

But then, sleep well.
Yeah, that too shall pass!!

NOT YET

'Lord, make me chaste, but not yet.'
-Saint Augustine of Hippo.

Someday we will be fine
We will talk of good things
And while the time.
We will say, 'Why the sorrow?
Where is laughter and where the morrow?'
That way we will talk.
But, we won't see the grime.

Life goes on, and eveyrthing goes round.
('Good comes to bad and bad comes to good.')
And so, nothing to despair.

Smash

Hit

Rejoice!!!....

Then, repent at your own pace.
You are good.

DEATH WISH

Hail ya!!!
I return to you.
With my death wish.
I like to die.

Die with my insignificance.
Petty things!

That you rejoice,
Rejoice with your whole heart.
And everything is wonderful, that's what I hear.

But I see the dark side.
The dusk, the rain and the silt.
My forte, you see!

So, I say to myself.............
'Very well then,
I'm gone!'