Night And Day

On the eve of the new year it was whisky

When the night whisked me away

Listening to old ghazal music made my mind sway

Took a drink from the shelf, forgotten my self

This is meditation, a new year presentation.

Leave the Gods alone for there is nothing to atone

For those under privileged, the heart does moan

They keep running yet they get nowhere

Fatigued and exhausted they last under the heavy atmosphere. 

Revelry for some, survival for others

Heaped up at the bottom, for then none bothers.

Rhythmic beat of the tabla, harmonium music from the organ

Yet there is pain in the heart, thoughts here and there dart

Us verses them, these verses not for them

The progress at our cost we need to hem. 

Wayward verses made me nostalgic

Of friends when the time spent was like magic

Night moved forward in a way I had wanted

With many a memory that kept me haunted. 

In my own den, it is my Eden

It is home, so what not in Sweden

Song goes jhoom, jhoom, my thoughts goes wroom

You can check in at Hotel California, there is many a room.

Bulla ki Jana mein Kaun

Explodes my heart, I realise I am just a clown

In the circus of life, searching for purpose, therefore in strife

Mind conditioned, imprisoned, unable to break the shackles to be free. 

And the dawn came, came with it the hope

Challenges in life remain, yet one can cope

One moment to another you just hop

And the moment goes bust like a soda pop.