Opposing parents

Bunking tuitions

Grooving to the funky Punjabi fusion

A stage in which people are prone to major addictions

An age where opposite sex being the major attraction

Where peeps suffer major tension

Dudes and future dames having breakups in quite quick successions

Here one won’t do shit chores without compulsion

(was very young when I wrote this)

I just hope
That I could cope
With all the pressure
Without smoking dope
They say, nope nope
But I still hope

I just hope
That I could cope
With all the losses
Without breakdowns, spirits up the stoke
They say, nope nope
But I still hope

I just hope
That I could cope
With all the hatred
Without having my heart with it mope
They say, nope nope
But I still hope

I just hope
That I could cope
With all the fear
Without having me from it lope/elope
They say, nope nope
But I still hope

Sitting in front of the kitchen shelf mirror

From within a voice I could hear

Questioning me

What was I doing here?

Why was I sitting idle?

Wasting my fathers money on phone and beer

Waste of life said it to me

Waste of life you are my dear

Crap Kid

Full of crap am I filled with

Without my father to feed, I would be eating my own $hi%

Still working at 65, living/working for luxury to be in the life of his jacka$$ kid

Not knowing that his son is a waste, full of dip shi#

I have not done anything to make him happy living knowing that is making me fcuking sick

Trees dancing in the wind, Birds chirping from the tree top

Happiness in these simple things, I realized then

Stopped chasing happiness, and started living life unlike other men

All I want to do is spend my whole life with you

Hold you in my arms and put your ears tuned to the beat of my heart

You being my life’s vital-est part

Never will you be made from me apart

Loving you, even if you hate me

Cos latter I cant

when they did taunt again and again

Counting the droplets,

sat I in the rain

Of no use said I, then too dwelt in my house

for having my family from me nothing to gain

I failed in my life, were they of me ashamed

My incompetence they had, my incompetence,

they could blame

I heard everything and bathed and soaked myself,

In the rain of shame….in pain