Me and my mind in conversation...

What is worse than when you die Is to see the you in you die It doesn't help if you cry There's none to ask how and why Life becomes an algebraic equation You set out to define x and y End up losing the value of I You can never restart, how so ever hard you try Your own self, it ceases to exist Your own soul, often goes adrift No pain, no fear, numb is all you can feel You can barely walk, when you dreamt you could fly And adding insult to injury Is the illusion of being able to write poetry  Do I really need to sulk Or is it just one bad night that's gone by

I Crave for Peace Try to move away from the noise But this silence is far from being peaceful Why does it often bring along tears? What is it that's trapped inside? Who is it that wants to get out of me? Is it the pains from the past? But has the past really been painful? Or is it the guilt of doing what's irreversible? But haven't I grown with each of these mistakes? Is it the inability to change what I should have? But haven't I tried to change what I could have? Am I at peace? Guess I wanna fight. But whom? Myself, or the ones I love, or the ones who didn't love them or The One above? Guess all of them! I want to fight! Why can't I love? Why can't I forgive? I need to love myself first! I need to forgive myself first!

A dedication to Damini/women in India I travel alone. Alone, I travel This world, this journey, a struggle it has been No friend, no father, no brethren, no kin In this world of foes, this world of sin Like a cage in the slaughterhouse, I watch with scared eyes Witnessing helpless screams from herein Will I come out of the cage to get butchered Or do I get to stay here trapped yet safe within - Kanoo