Perception part:2

Empty Cries

I look out, the sky is full of stars,
I close my eyes, the pictures have no bars,
I pick up the brush, the canvas gains a million colors,
I pick up my pen, my page is filled with thoughts difficult to cover,
I sit and think, and the brain is confused,
I try to rest, I try to rise,
But still I hear the empty cries.

I try, I fail,
I think but its still stale
There I go, its just one of those bits
Where you just have to sleep over it
I try to rest I try to rise,
But still I hear the empty cries

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The conclusion may remain the same
but we see the perception change
the result we see may not differ
but the journey shall no longer suffer,

a little change changes the fall,
the way you look matters after all,
thats the reason you can always try,
even when all you hear are the empty cries.

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___just me___

Perception : part 1

Empty Cries

I look out, the sky is blank,

I close my eyes, the picture is blank,

I pick up the brush, the canvas stays blank,

I pick up my pen, my page remains blank,

I sit and think, and the brain goes blank,

I try to rest, I try to rise,

But all I hear are the empty cries.

I try, I fail,

I think but its all stale

There I go, its just one of those bits

Where you just have to sleep over it

 I try to rest I try to rise,

But all I hear are the empty cries.

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___just me___

kuch baatein.. ek musafir ki zabani.

hey, my last entry was my first attempt at expressing my thoughts in hindi, hence i am srry if i made a few errors here and there, i have never been a good hindi student and hence i normally avoid it.. But, writing that made me realize, that hindi being the languagae of my land has an earthiness attached with it, it has a feeling of raw and rustiness which help in the expresion of thought in a unique manner, which encouraged me to write another piece..

Yeh Zindagi.. bas ek safar

Ek andhera raasta jo kabhi khatam hota nahi,

Kahaniyaan har roz nayi bunta hai baas yahi,

Bas ek hi baat tujse yeh kehta rehta hai abhi,

Abhi toh yeh shuruvat hai nayi,

Hoja fir tayar tu,

uth kai ab kar vaar tu,

ay bandeh...

ruk na jana tu kahi,

yeh safar abhi khatam hua nahi.

ghufahyein, parvat aur vadiyaan laang liye tune kaahi,

aur dekhe hai tune na jane kitne hi saavere,

log badle, badli umeede,

din badle aur badli manzile,

kuch toote kuch nayee bane,

roz badhte gaye woh saapne,

mood liya fir naya tune,

aur aaj fir kuch raaste naye dikhe

Abhi toh yeh shuruvat hai nayi,

Hoja fir tayar tu,

uth k ab kar vaar tu,

ay bandeh...

ruk na jana tu kahi,

yeh safar abhi khatam hua nahi.

tune dekhi har khushi,

aur har gham se kiya vaasta,

tune toh dekha iss zindagi ka mol,

har zaaree se kar naap tol,

sochta hai tu, sab toh dekh liya hai,

 ab kya reh gaya hai baki,

aur phir aati ek nayi paheli,

Zindagi phir tuje lagti hai nayi,

Maksat tuje milgaya naya,

aur  yuhi aage tu phir hai badhta chala

Abhi toh yeh shuruvat hai nayi,

Hoja fir tayar tu,

uth k ab kar vaar tu,

ay bandeh...

ruk na jana tu kahi,

yeh safar abhi khatam hua nahi.

humsafar kahi kho gaye in lambe rastoon mein,

vaade, rishte toot gaye in hi barsatoon mein,

tanha rehna tuje issne sekhaya,

khud se pyar karna bhi tu sekhle,

khud se rehe ga tu khush,

toh yeh safar hoga aassan.

aur seekh tu do pal rukna,

ruk  kar un choti kushiyon k raang dekhna,

unse bani hasseen yaadoon ke indradhanush ko phir se sajana,

kyunki jab tu palat kar dekhega,

toh na dikhegi manzil,

aur na hi yeh raaste,

aant mein baas yeh dhanak he hai tere vaste.

Abhi toh yeh shuruvat hai nayi,

Hoja fir tayar tu,

uth k ab kar vaar tu,

ay bandeh...

ruk na jana tu kahi,

yeh safar abhi khatam hua nahi.

___just me___

after the end...

words after goneee...

lost sumwhr in d darkness..

kuch baatien ankaheen reh jati hai,
fir ek din woh kabhi yaad ati hai,
kabhi muskurahat toh,
 kabhi ek asoon woh deeh jati hai,
aaj jab woh barsatein fir yaad ati hai.

kuch kahaniyaan adhoori reh jati hai,
fir ek din woh kabhi yaad aati hai,
uska anjaam kisi ne na jana,
unn irado ko kisi ne na pehchana,
shikve aur vaade woh kho gaye kahi,
jab zindagi ne panne palat liye kahi.

kuch lafzoon ko abhi awaaz mili thi nahi,
kuch sapno ne abhi udaan bhari thi nahi,
woh kadam abhi tak na the uthe,
woh din abhi tak na the kaate,

kuch purane beet gaye the jo yaad banke sataate the,
kuch naye abhi the baki jo umeed banke  muskurate the,

par iss andhere ne kha liye muje,
maut hai woh jisne sooch ka darwza bandh kar diya hai aaj,

ab na mera kal hai na aaj
aur na kabhi kal ayaega,
ghroe andheroon mein rehta hu mein,
ab na kabhi mera saya bhi tere samne ayega.

___just me___

Begining...

Beginings are always difficult but important,

After all you need to start to proceed,

But you dont know where to start or how?  

Fiction or facts, truth or lies,

peceptions or a neutral viewpoint?

god knows what.. thousand questions and million answers,

then which answer to choose is another question!

Now Conclusion arrives, its just gonna be thoughts for now...

And since its 'just me', I would like to start off with wat i write best, 

a few musical lines,

to bring out what lies in the deep folds of that mind :

one of my initial work, jus d thgts on a new begining in writing...

GUTS

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Guts it takes to put it in print,
to scream out loud,
to let it out,
to show it to them,
to let it be interpret.


you know a milliion eyes will stare,
you know that questions will be raised,
these eyes you'r not ready to face,
these questions you'r not ready to answer,
but guts it takes,
and thats all you've got, you think.


you know rumours it will ignite,
which could lead to darkeness or light,
you know its not only the comman gaze,
the familier eyes shall also judge.
conceptions and images it shall form,
guts it takes to bare it all.


some can do it but some are not that evolved,
and thus they are a mysrty yet unsolved,
but if guts they have not got,
thats not a tool for you to judge,
to put those on a higher stand,
and then say the rest are dust.


honest i am nd that i shall awlyas be,
but clarity i lack,
since i still cant empty that rack,
guts it take to let it all out,
guts it takes,
and thats all i aint got!

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 _____JUST ME______