SATY'S

People here live in cages They are surrounded by walls They peep out through their windows Their doors are always locked. They always keep an eye open An eye of suspicion! Their hearts are filled with doubts Their expressions are so confusing Their minds are always presuming. They try to build a shelter A protective shell for their family In truth a hiding place for their wealth They try to keep it safe From preying eyes of this world People here live in cages They are surrounded by walls Their windows are always shut Their gates are always locked. But people who live on daily wages Are surrounded by their neighbours Their homes don’t have doors Earth is their floor, their ceilings have holes. They don’t try to build a house They carry with them their homes Their wealth is in their heart For that they don't need a vault They don’t have a place of their own But you’re always welcome to their home They don’t...

Manipulator In the crowd of plebeian, there hides a man A beguiler, he is vicious and of dark tan A priggish by nature & purposefully polemic Rhapsodic in his obloquy, touting his academic He relentlessly feeds on your thoughts Absorbing them, making them his own Probing you with his self made syllogism And then effortlessly using his dysphemism He is sly, like a jackal waiting for its turn He lives by your side and makes you churn He waits for you to think and choose Then without any rue, he lets his idea loose He makes a place for himself in your mind He influences your life, and your every move Until your thoughts are under his reign Your idiosyncrasy goes for a wane His materialistic views and his needs In your mind they start growing like weeds His desire to be cynosure is carefully disguised In his attempts of being erudite that is often reprised His ignominious acts are carefully concealed He prowls around finding ...

ON THE BANKS OF BHIMA On the bloody banks of Bhima Inhabited two dangerous gangs Whenever they clashed The surroundings resounded with loud bangs The enmity that had begun with ancestors Had continued spreading its venom The conflicts prevailed, Battles were fought Sacrifices were made, many lives were lost Banks of Bhima were there battleground Where recoil of gun was the only sound Blood was spilled, Men were killed With widows the town was filled The gangs seamlessly despised each other Aware that their ancestors were once brothers The same land on which brothers together flew kites Later became the reason for their fight Brothers were turned into foes To slit each others throat, they took vows Since then the rivalry had grown more profound The abhorrence now had no bound Retribution was the essence of this battle Each others peace both wanted to rattle Lordship of the land both wanted to gain For this sake battle...

A Bus Journey As I climbed into the bus I caught a place for myself to sit From where I had the complete view I could see many faces new Thinking it was right time To bring the power of my observation I started staring into the eyes Of this new found population As I looked from face to face To decipher the feelings of human race I found it to be a difficult task To unearth the reality concealed behind their mask But when you observe people When they aren’t aware The mask will not exist You can stare at their bare face. I saw faces worried and sad Some looked angry and some smiled glad I saw couples or they appeared so The girl spoke harshly & boy listened to her woes There were two ladies, one small & other big The bigger one had lot to tell She went on speaking, narrating her tales Of her rendezvous with different males Smaller one, pinned down by size Had nothing much to say in return She kept noddin...

The Apparition It is pale and it is white Its presence only felt at night It’s here and next it’s there You turn around and see it everywhere A face without eyes A body without legs It floats in air With an evil stare It has been here seen ages Lurking behind your many images Born out of death it exists With a reckoning force, none can resist It will spare no one It’s here to haunt everyone Reminding you of your deeds On your fear it feeds It has no end, it’s here forever You can’t outsmart, it’s more clever Invisible at times, but still beside you Constantly reminding you of your due Every night before you sleep Make sure you ask for forgiveness Else a face deprived of fairness Will haunt you till you weep It’s not a ghost here for revenge It’s not a soul waiting for salvation It’s your own part that’s destroyed...