Death

I am here, there and almost everywhere
Yet I am not acknowledged and am shunned from every place

Stoics/Sadhus are the only ones who acknowledge my presence
More of a facade, coz they tremble and my name make them lose all sense.

I've been assigned a role and diligent I am
No laurels no empathy only scorn and contempt.

I am Death and I am just a man on the job
I hustle to get things done and am always present for when Nature calls.

Been at it and will do so for eternities to come
Yet I do not enjoy what I see, but a job should be well done!

I've seen wars transforming green lands into black and red
I've seen towns out of a painting turn to rubble and dust

I've seen great men squirm and cry when I arrive
I've seen a child as brave as any, smile when his time has come

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Have you ever seen the sky turn red?
Or the Sky turn orange or blue or gray or bloody red?

You marvel at such wonders
Then why blame Death, instead just surrender?

Life and Death are two sides of the same coin

Grandiose celebrations when life arrives
While
Mourning and Sadness when death arrives?
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Let me tell you a little about myself,
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I am the finish line of the race you began
With the stop watch in Life's Hands

I am the one with a heart
For what I witness is not for the faintest of hearts

I am overworked, for I am on call 24/7
I am Death and I'll complete every task I've been given.

(Inspired by Book Thief)

Nagada

Suno suno, bado ka farmaan hai aaya
Pado pado, haqeeqat hain likhne ka ziqr hai kiya

Jagana hai avaam ko toh ab shama jalega
Jis jis ka kahi zikr nahi, woh sab kavi likhega

Jo nahi dikhta woh ab yeh kalam dikahyega
Jo nahi sunta usko ab kavi sunayega.

Siyasat ke shor main ab ek goonjh uthegi
Nagade se yeh lakhaar ab har jaha sunayi degi.

I'll Live

I quit everything, I put my trust in you and you've lost me now 

You've lost me for a simple reason, you've got the money 
I gave up my independence for your dreams that remained unfulfilled

I gave up my identity for I thought I'd be nurtured by you 
But you let me down, you've thrown me around

I am no slave to be beaten and bashed, no cattle to be whipped and thrashed 
I may be a soft heart but I am not one who gives up 

I am disappointed for you failed to fulfill your duties 
I am sad for you broke me from within just because you have the money and I don't

I'll pick up my pieces and I'll walk
I'll walk with crutches but I'll walk 
I'll run, may be not soon, but I'll run 
I'll sprint, I may not be a winner, but to the finish line I'll sprint.

I am not giving up so easy.
I will pick up the pieces and I will build a life.

It may take a couple of years but I strive to survive.
I hit my lowest ebb around this time last year and have not yet recovered. I guess I haven't learned from my mistakes.

I'll pick up the pieces and I'll build a life. I will. A promise.

Aage Bado

Ladkhadate jab chalna seekha 
Tab kya yeh bola tha, yeh mere bas ka nahi?

Kya hua agar kuch nahi ho raha hain jaisa tum chaho 
Tum woh karte raho jo dil tumhara chahe

Kal ki soch ke kyun aaj tum nahi jee rahe ho
Aaj hi ko jo dhua bana diya toh kal kaise dekhoge?

Waqt ka kya hain bharosa jo ek jagah tik ke nahi rehta
Woh jo is waqt tumhare paas hain usse toh jaane mat do

Dil se aaj ke din toh jeena seekh 
Aur jo lamhe tum jeeoge unhe sameth ke bhar lena anchal main 

Yeh pal bhi tera yeh muskaan bhi teri
Kyunki khushi hain teri tere haatho main

Koi nahi cheen sakta pal yeh jo tune jiye hain
Yeh yaaden teri hain aur tere hi rahenge.

Sting like a bee

A force that pulls me down
Is not a force but gravity playing around

A man that makes me cry
Needs a whack to set him right

For the world conspires to bring us down
Even when we tread the purest of the grounds

Shall I be worried about things that are ominous
Or be be obstinate about a subject of my faith

Shall I be a victim of ostentatious character
Or be impudent enough to break free of the restraint

For the world conspires to bring us down
Even when we tread the purest of the grounds

Yielding was never an option or a choice
Would embrace death with my head held high.

I am what I choose to be
Neither you nor he can let me be

If for you I've floated like a butterfly
Then for myself, I will sting like a bee.