Perish

And heroes need to die for when armies are to perish. 

And some men are to cry when others are to cherish. 

For when we are sorrow, and when we do sigh. 

We are but the ones, the one yet to die.

Crows

How are we to end?

End in our beds,

Lying away to glory;

To kingdom come?

Are we to run?

Forever till we tire;

To Keep at it from 

What we're to do?

Is it our fate

To not? 

To bleed, and 

To rot? 

And for what?

For crows to fight upon?

Make your way. 

Fuel

Of gazing at posters,

I have grown weary.

Waiting in anxiety,

My eyes have gotten teary.

But what is it that

Makes us believe in the things we do?

Often it strikes me.

And I wonder. 

What is it that makes us think?

Think beyond what is. Or is not, entirely.

Sometimes... 

Maybe it's because we want to.

Rather, need to. 

Us, people, need this. This...

Perfect image. 

Of a future that YET isn't.

It's our only motive.

It's our fuel.

We absolutely need. We lust and we lust,

Until the stronger ones get there.

So, I'd say, dream on.

It's the dreamers that get what they want out of life.

ASK

The Wall

I'm no anarchist. But school is no more a place where you go to learn. Leaving all the stupidity the teenagers nowadays pass of as cool aside, the education system has fallen. Students honestly are living not lives of their own but of lives lived by a million others. I'll say this outright. School is necessary. But what's happened to a few of my co- schoolers.. It's affected me deeply. I've somehow always known what I wanted in life. But I'll tell you this... Nine of ten school-goers don't know what they want and would like to do. Confusion is natural but giving in to the long-written path only because of convenience and security? Is it correct? Because of its overuse, the phrase has lost its value but... You only live once, man. Don't waste it on something you don't want to do. The song that woke me from my slumber was Pink Floyd's "Another Brick In The Wall". It's not so much as being a rebel but fighting however little for something that has to happen. Stressing upon it highly, I'll repeat that knowledge and wisdom is important and we gain a lot of it in our school lives, but how is forcing someone to learn the economy system fair to someone who aspires to be a musician? Aren't we just indirectly discouraging them from pursuing what they want to? Isn't talent being crushed by our community? I'm not saying the schools intend to do that, but it's happening. Open your eyes. I know a dozen kids my age who, in this ruthless need for success are holding themselves back on life. Why, you ask? To please parents. To please the society. How ridiculous is that? To please OTHERS? Honestly, I comprehend the mindset of the orthodox. Who would want their child to fail in life? But by shaping them into what YOU want them to be, you're just going to be signing report cards all their life. That's all you'll do. They may be "passing", but I personally know people who feel that every passing second they're not living. They're just breathing. Barely getting past life in their cage. If only we were to look for a way that would be as much of school without wrecking dreams, I think this tyranny of being zombie would cease to exist. I fear a land where lives are robotic. I fear that we're heading there. To my fellowship, I plead... Don't be another brick in that wall.

June, the 2nd...

There's been times I've lost focus. Lost sight of what I have to do, what I should do.  Times I've been wrong. But if there's one thing I'd come down to every time I'm in a place where I seem to be stuck, I think of what my dad would want me to do. He truly has mastered the Great Middle Path and is wiser than the green man himself. Thanks, dad, for subtly shaping me as I've grown. It's not gone in vain. Each word you say is more than heard by us. Love you and have the Happiest Birthday! 

- Aagyakari beta 😁

Nani

And if i were standing,
I'd sit next to you.
Watching your shows,
I'd learn who is who.

Of cards and of cricket,
You'd teach me to play,
The Sun you would be,
Of my night and my day.

There'd be a smile on your face,
When in the morning i woke.
With a joke you would open,
As my hair you would stroke.

But about you if,
There was one thing i were to say,
It would be - "You are my Sun,
In night and in day..."

- Your grandson

Mom

Happy Birthday, mom...

Mom,

Of what I am,

And who I've been,

I've watched and learned,

From what I've seen.

And what I've seen,

Is you and you,

Just give and give,

And do and do.

Now if I were to sing a song,

Or write and work and play along,

I'd do it for the mom who could,

And I do it for my Robin Hood... 

House Of Cray

To walk the road between land and sea,

Thinking of thinking and thinking to be.

On one there is nature,

On one there is stone.

I'm trodding the street,

The street on my own.

The moonlit grey and my wasted day,

They both lead me down to the House Of Cray.

And the endless pits,

Of the end of my wits, 

There's a part of me,

Which doesn't quit.

I'm walking down the street alone,

Where a fire burns in every bone.

All I hear is a fading sound.

I've been dim all day but I stuck around.

And as dusk descends,

I don't head back home,

I continue to walk,

Continue to roam.

            - ASK

The Young and the Free

We are the young, the young and the free,

Stalling the world to make history.

We are the ones, the ones full of hope,

Who with all our work, are trying To cope.

We are the ones, the ones with the choice,

Those who dream will most certainly rejoice.

We are the ones, trying to live up to a name,

Keeping heads up, walking right past the shame.

We are the gifted, potential, our gift,

To go past the idea, and make it to the drift.

We are the ones, changing on the go,

Blowing in the wind, moving in the flow.

We are the ones, the dazed and confused,

Wise as an owl, dumb as a fuse.

We are the ones, almost never with a plan,

Separated we'd fall, but together we can.

We are the ones, filled with love and joy, 

Who simply "remember" being a little girl or boy.

We are the ones who one day, will lead,

And this is our time to shine and succeed.

We are the ones with this time in our hand,

To leave our footprints onto the sand.

Well, we are the young, the young and the free,

Awaiting the world to make history...

                             - ASK

The Day I Grew Up

The day I grew up was the day I understood.

The day I grew up was the day, on my two feet, I stood.

The day I grew up was the day my gratitude, I did show.

The day I grew up was the day I let go.

The day I grew up was the day I simply knew.

The day I grew up was the day I noticed the cast AND the crew.

The day I grew up was the day, knowing the risk, I acted.

The day I grew up was the day, knowingly, good fortune I attracted.

The day I grew up was the day I saw everyone in their light.

The day I grew up was the day I fought my own fight.

The day I grew up was the day I saw a smile can change.

The day I grew up was the day I looked at the world, strange.

                        - ASK

#Philosophy 01

I've been reading this book called The Philosophy Book [DK], and I'm going to be posting some stuff I like... 😃

Parts To Be Played

Am I real?
Or am I false?
I haven't no idea,
But I want to hear the calls.

I'm a character who got left behind,
In a story yet to come.
I'm the part of the song,
The writer forgot to hum.

I'm just stuck here,
Wedged in his head.
And I'm as real as a boy,
Yet as dead as a bed.

Easy it had seemed,
So I let myself go.
Carelessly I dreamed,
Ended before I could know.

There's things that tell me not to,
Yet things that tell me to.
Because there are things I've yet to say,
And things I've yet to do

There's something on inside,
That keeps me going.
I want to touch the water,
In the river that is flowing.

I've had enough,
I'm jumping in.
Either I'd kick the ball,
Or get kicked in the shin.

No matter big or small,
There's a part I have to play.
With every step I take,
His word I have to obey.

It's a small price for me,
That yet I have to pay.
Because there's things I have to do,
And things I have to say.

                     - ASK