Die ! Die ! Die !

What happens when some part of you is down in the dumps that it just wants to die and it wants to take you along with it in your entirety . Will you listen to what it has to say .

Success Song

In this wretched land ,

Made of that seemingly worthless sand .

It is for successes for wins that everyone is famished ,

You either perform or perish .

If you cause your enemies to receede ,

And towards success you proceed  ,

Then it makes no difference if you are on your sanity's brink ,

For as long as your wins keep someone afloat, they won't let you sink .

For success you may have to snap that link  ,

Which to your sanity binds you my friend ..

Damage your enemies beyond the possibility of being mend ,

Torment them so much that they givee infuriated screams

Even in the midsgt of their nightly dreams .

Let your success for you take flight ,

So that they tale your worth to such new heights . 

So every moment that  for others you spend ,

Is valued more than the gold bullions a jeweler lends .

In your life of successes , of wins let there be no dearth .

For of this kingdom on earth ,

Either you become the  king,

Or remain nothing but a petty little thing.

It's a new life

You have the chance to satrt a new life . To turn things arround for you . So go set out on the path to turn things around for yourself . Go .....

It's just one of those dark days

Do you feel yourself sometimes living a day , a day so dark that try as you may you can't seem to lighten it up . This is a verse characterising such a day .

Somebody Save Me

When I set out on this path ,
It was merely out of wrath .
A wrath which I directed at myself ,
For missing all those opportunities granted by Himself .

I thought of making this walk on the path an adventure ,
But little did I knew that it would soon turn into a misadventure .
A nightmare which would become my waking reality ,
Which would crush me with unspeakble brutality ,
Which would change for worse my mentality ,
And which has driven me to fatality .

In the begining it was but a game ,
But  more than any contact sport it has left me maimed .
For the chaos that it caused in my mind unleashed all the demons that I had tamed .
Which in their turn pushed me to do things which can't even be named .

Many a times I tried to find my way back to the start ,
But each time all I managed was to wander off course like a lost hart .
Each new failure kicked one more bit of hope out from my heart
And I began to wonder what would bring back to me my long lost strong parts .

I had been naive
And brought misfortunes upon me that I could have staved
And as I lie here in my own grave
All I cry is for somebody to save me .

After The End

What will happen after the end ?

Musings Of An Atheist

The debate between theists and atheist is an old one . I am not here to debate but only to acknowledge that I am an atheist and share some of the thoughts and questions which made me one  .

I Have A Pretty Face

This is not my story . This is the story of a friend that I am trying to tell here . Please give it due respect .

When the glasses change hands

First of all this is a totally imaginary story and is not intended towards offending anyone and is written merely to help me get a better grip on my writing , a better understanding of it . So , all your positive as well as negative suggestions will be unequivocally and wholeheartedly welcomed .

Death comes

This is an imaginary poem .

Celebrate Life !

Take out a moment , celebrate life now for who knows which tempests you may have to weather tomorrow .

What kota taught me

Some of the life lessons which I was taught by the coaching junction kota .

Travel Diary , Part 1

And my experimentations with story writing continue .

2011 - An admission love story .

This is a simple story which I wrote  a couple of days ago .

High On Pain

What would you do if you were addicted to pain ?