Let the Known be Unknown

Let me be unknown
With the thing so known
So that I may.. Lay apart someday
And think about the thing..
I shouldn't have known
Or shall I say.. It shouldn't have born
For the thing to be forgotten
It needs its occurrence
As the courage to be seen
Dangers are necessary to begin
Its the fate of the flower to be plugged off
But this also requires its blossoming off
Who would here like to find in me
The untold behavior..path & my destiny
The hands which moulds the clay into a pot
Spends day and night for the uniqueness to be brought
Does he repents when the pot is broken?
Or throws it to a path untrodden?
Or doesn't cares what happened to it
And again gets to work
For a new job to begin?
Or he tries to join the pot broken?
Or in some corner he tries it to be forgotten?
The answer I know lies with the hands
Which differs from man to man
But let me say one thing my dear..
The pot is just an example
You and I and everyone know
Those hands would find this news
Too hard to bear.

You Your Hope

Shade of light in darkness seen
And that too just of own soul's being
Knowing not wat happened in between
That it turned too foul to be even darkness in me
Anger and grief were set in me
Like the mountains having trees all over green
And the water less cloud; what was I
Trying to hide the sun behind me
Knowing not what happened
Unknown with what to do
I had turned into a ray less sun
Weird but was true
Then someone, like the song of nightingale
Came into my coarse sphere
And soon I realised
This world is a stage mere
To arrive, to strive and survive
One has to fight, fight & fight
From the world & the crowd
And from inner soul
Uselessly proud
One has to stand in line & smile
And go on smiling miles amd miles
Then comes a point too hard to reach
But then easy doesn't seems to be
Some call it success, few name it goal
But you know.. I think it's just your role
For which you are sent on this world's stage
And given strength to pull your sleigh
What can make you great
Is what you are
Oh please dear!! Don't look too far
Just peep inside that cranky door
Where it is??
Aahh.. That's only what is to be explored
Start at least, the journey mysterious
And believe in you by being sincere than serious.

New Year...???

Is this the start?
For which we all starved?
What's the change??
Except the calendar's date?
What you had thought?
The world to be more soft?!!
Just because the date moved a year ahead?!!
I'm waiting for a change
Not just in the month's name
But in the mindset of those
Shameless fellows poorer than the dogs
Who roam on the streets to eat the humanity
Women safety to be a question
In a world where every boy comes from women's womb!!!
Is there any more reason needed to justify
That the sins they commit should not be indemnified?
But still the morons think of themself as saviours
Just by saying they we will build a life
Full of protection and humanity
In my view everyone should be made crawl
Who promises and forgets their roles
Give them a slap on every mishap
And then the change
Will take place..not just on date or month or year
But on the world..on people..on life's sphere
Waiting for the thing
Impossible which seems
But then..the possible one's
Doesn't needs wait to be redeemed.