Lack of thoughts

Paradise Lost
Thoughts Lost
Inspiration Lost
Creativity Lost
Innocence Lost
Life Lost.................

Anarchy of thoughts.

Man beware of me.

You wrestle me
You try to keep your feet on the ground
You make up your mind
You take help
But where will you cower
I am with you
You with me
Who are you without me.

I am your pessimism
I am your optimism
I am your unachievable goal
I am your life , ordinary
I am the life that
you tried to hold on to.

When I try to leave you
you shout
"Come back!!Come back!!"
and when I come
you cower and hide behind
your whims.

I am your thoughts
that could never culminate
I am your thoughts
who gave you your identity
I am your daily food
which feeds you
night and day.

You love me
You hate me
You despise me
You loathe me
Even then
you cant get rid of me

I take you to the highs and lows
I bring you back from hell
I take you to the heaven
Even then you don't hear the bell
that I try to ring
Holding onto you before you sell
all your dreams

I loathe your
monotonous way of living
I loathe the way
you disregard feelings
I just loathe you
and for that I make you pay
without you having any say.


In the end
you die
only I remain as a tribute
to my anarchy.

The initial requiem of a boy

well this life has taken me everywhere
and i wonder is there no place like home?
i tried making so many changes
and still i wonder is there any place like home.

I will always remember the times
me and my frens broke the rules
tuning and singing so many rhymes
and i remember home.

How many times i used to wonder about freedom
away from family, my frens , my ppl
but right now i am found wanting
when i am away from them
i search
for my family , my frens ,my ppl.

I wonder how my frens must be enjoyin home
drinking , laughing , smoking and enjoying
and here i sit a long way from home
pondering , dreaming , dying
of a life i could have lived.

I remember the roads to my home
the breeze passing me comforting me
from my way back from school , college
guiding me home.

The memories will always be cherished
lord look after my family , my frens, my ppl
i tried making so many changes
and still i wonder is there any place like home.

well this life has taken me everywhere
and i wonder is there no place like home?
i tried making so many changes
and still i wonder is there any place like home.

I will always remember the times
me and my frens broke the rules
tuning and singing so many rhymes
and i remember home.

How many times i used to wonder about freedom
away from family, my frens , my ppl
but right now i am found wanting
when i am away from them
i search
for my family , my frens ,my ppl.

I wonder how my frens must be enjoyin home
drinking , laughing , smoking and enjoying
and here i sit a long way from home
pondering , dreaming , dying
of a life i could have lived.

I remember the roads to my home
the breeze passing me comforting me
from my way back from school , college
guiding me home.

The memories will always be cherished
lord look after my family , my frens, my ppl
i tried making so many changes
and still i wonder is there any place like home.

Lord I cant make any changes!!

First of all Let me just tell myself "Stop thinking."

So many things have happened to me since my last blog that I do not know where to start.
I am currently working as a Software Engineer.I have seen so many of my pre planned ideas go down the drain,my pre conceived ideas about my work life that well lets just say I have fallen flat on the ground.
Anyways today I have become a better "worker" then I was a month back.Everyday is a learning experience and well I finally found out why all those books which I used to hate dealing with corporate lives,how to deal with them,accept them and use them to your advantage,have started making sense.

Now the title of this blog is as one can see,I have taken from an old song by Lynyrd Skynyrd.I think it sums up so many ordinary lives like you and me.Lord I cant make any changes and only what I can do is keep it to myself or write them in a song.I usually follow the former.Life has so many lessons to teach,to show, I think I have become fascinated just by living it.How many of us do really look at our lives??look around??Its so awesome!!!and believe me,all these words come from a very pessimistic person.