Wordplay

Waited for calls

 stared at walls

 pointed in halls

 Briefed of withdrawls

Cooked once and ate thrice

Hooked for the prize

Who knows if its demise

Stayed in the books like a nerd

Hinted always to be part of the herd

Hindered never knew how to fly like a bird

The difference among us is of just kalash and star

I do not play anything but you play the guitar

Here there is a Pandit and there's a Pope

Tell me my beloved do we have any hope

Thoughts are often deeper than ocean

How are we different if both our skins burn

Let's hurl stones at each other, here your turn

Using these hands as carefully as a mortician

Chewing something hastily that's already bitten

Carrying your sins around like Mariner's Albatross hitten

Talking to someone who raised inflection

Pointing out all my facts were pure imperfection

Confirming his own ardent diction

Walking ahead leaving behind reflection

Spoke while muting the masses

It's those days when they overfill people's vases

While keeping their hands closer to the maces

Its all about the sip

You got a side to pick

Hurry up be quick

Caste catharsis causing cadaverous cacophonous calamity

Caricature criticism censured committee

There's nothing that I have learnt

Hanged to these trees and burnt

You're the hunted still going for the hunt

You were supposed to pay attention you weren't

Came into this world with Tabula Rasa a clean slate

No pre-conceived notions no bias, love or hate

Broaden your eyesight all exits lead to the same gate

Wandering the nights as if lost spirits

Hearing the noises of the crickets

Longing to meet you even for minutes