Slow and Steady

Life is a race they said
Slowly yet steadily if one threads
He is bound to win towards the end
That is not How it works on this day.
With humans transforming into rats
Feeding off on each other's scraps
Transcending into cannibals we are here to stay.
Racing each other suppressing one's brother,
Carnage and bloodshed has been the way.
So slow and steady will not win you the race
Walking over a dead pool will take you ahead
The slower one is, the shaky he gets
Coz life favours only the survival of the fittest.

Ignorance

No vision no sight yet a man lives
Not happy not content with his circumstances.
He should be the most euphoric of all
Coz he sees not the atrocities committed in the world or during a war.
Yet he is plagued by the same grief a abled man is
Coz he does not ignore the unnecessary follies.
We have all been armed with an ability to carve our way out of the rut
To ignore the unimportant and embrace the serene beauty of the world.
Every man gifted or not, should learn
That life is a book and requires a good number of emends.

Khaali Dil

Saath chalte toh kya tha
Saath rookte toh kya tha

Dil bhi 4 kamro main bata hain
Par dard sehne ki kisi main shakti nahi

Akele se toh ghar bhi nahi basta
Do se phir man mutav shuru ho jaata hain

Akele toh reh nahi sakta kavi
Phir door jaana kyun hain zaroori?

Agar bandh gaye toh kya
Air toot gaye toh kya
Saath chalte toh mohabbat thi
Saath rukte toh tera aasra tha.

Dil toh bas bata hi reh gaya
Toota jab, adhoora hi main reh gaya.