Shadows of reality

Shadows of reality
Darkness in prosperity

Don’t be a fool
You’re no more in school

Turn around
Listen to that sound

Its calling you by its side
You just should not hide

Run on this ground
Now cease to frown

Life is beautiful
You got to be a bit careful

Just untie your soul
Why don’t you wanna go

Stop living life in grids
Open up the lids

And fly at least try
Stand up again tall

Let life take a call
It may hit, every bit

And you cant go away
Coz You ought to stay

Dated: January 2010

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Expectations Getting Older

Angst getting older
Unfolded expectations
Buried years ago..

*My experiments with Haiku*

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

An Untold Story

Painted Canvasses without blood
The desires dried dripping

Poured on demon like floors
Couldn’t devour the soul

The paints screamed for a wall
When kerosene washed them away

Brushes lie on the stained cotton
Looking at the easel in the corner

Silks stacked away, a story of life
Painted in crimson, clear blue

Incomplete it rested
Complimenting rags shoved in the carton

It only looked like she did not care
Neither did she look back once,

As her life was on a run, yearning
Meaning and fun, in wrong places

Years passed away, not realising
Once best friends were peeping, calling

Attention, care and caresses
Ready to be used up and thrown

So they could get a home
On the incomplete canvasses

Waiting to complete the story untold
A place where they truly belonged

*If my incomplete paintings, and the paints had feelings, they’d be really missing me*

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj