To the Rapists

You wretched demons!

Your barbaric brains,

Should be mutilated,

And burnt to cinders,

So U lose all capability,

To do right and wrong.

You heinous criminals!

Your intestines should be battered,

With iron-rods and chains,

Worse than the way you did,

To the helpless victim.

You worst animals!

Your hearts should be wrenched,

And thrown to wolves,

Who wild and heartless as they may be,

Are still better than U.

You horrendous rapists!

You all should be stripped,

And stoned to death in public.

Then your bodies should be dumped,

In the deep seas,

To be torn apart,

By hungry sharks,

Into innumerable bits.......

I don't know what U mean,

I think U mean U'll miss me.

OK, but don't be bitter,

It's separation- only of physicality.

Transcend the stars,

Go beyond the sky,

Beyond the edge of the Universe,

And all other Universes....

And U will know-

What 'tween us for ever was,

Forever is....

Don't kill Ur Interpretation!

You interpret,

What you understand from this.

I won't explain,

My version of it.

This way the variety of interpretations,

Will stun one and all!

What the human brain can possibly imagine,

Will be astonishing to learn!

Timeless Friendship

Seems like ages have passed,
Since the time that U n me,
Sat under the banyan tree,
And animatedly discussed-
About lost love,
The latest gossips,
Entertainment n sorrow,
Crushes n broken arrows.

Under the dark night sky,
When we bared ourselves,
To know the deepest fathoms,
Of our souls.
When we cracked such crazy jokes,
And laughed uncontrollably,
For days together.
When we coaxed and blackmailed,
And traded one secret,
For another.

Then we got tired,
Of all the endeavors.

We stepped into the world,
Of dreams and sleep,
To welcome a new day,
Of our timeless friendship.

Think about it

We live with our demons,

As well as our dreams;

And die with our secrets,

Our lost loves,

Our unfulfilled wishes.

Our life starts in a line,

Ends with a full-stop,

And all the crests n troughs in 'tween,

Make it a lively graph.

It takes a lifetime,

Still we can't confront our demons,

And live a free bird;

So in chains,

We live all our lives,

Unable to break the shackles.

And finally,

Death- the great leveler- descends,

Breaks the chains,

And liberates.

How does it matter,

Who cried for you,

When you are not there

To witness...???