Gulping in...

Gulping in!!!

The last time I didn’t pay my library due

the librarian gave me an angry look

The look he gave me was like I’m species new

added to this was his angry look

And a comment as if he’s some duke

Gulping in my rage was what I did

but seriously saying I wanted to puke...

And the day when the silly guy next door

partied till morning 4

And that too during my exams

I wanted to say him things sore

but gulping in my anger was what I did

rather worsening the situation more

And the day when the girl

thought me to be a fool

just because she knew something which I didn’t

The toughest thing for me was to keep cool

I wanted to bang her head with the nearby stool

But gulping in was what I did

because I believe that in situations like these

Gulping feelings in is the best tool !

I gulped in my frustration

when I was rejected by a girl

even though I knew it was just infatuation

At the time when I gulp in

it feels like I’m worth nothing

I’m just like a fish with no fin

But in long run I have seen

that gulping in

is something

That works out its way through everything

Gulping in feelings is not the weakness

but the art is the biggest strength

Something out of reach for the poor souls

Something out of reach for the weaker ones

Shouting, aggression is the sign of weakness

Isn’t  smiling and letting go the sign of greatness???

©Rahul Singh

On a lonely street...

On a lonely street

Under the dim road lamp

Sitting on a brick

Heartbeats as firedamp,

warm but cold

Eyes sunken

With stories untold

Fingers crossed,

Smoke rising

settling my rage

And burning my lungs

Somewhere I stand

Unhappy with my age

Noise somewhere very far

And memories with lots of scar

Here I stand

Like a lonely street

Street with few passerby

Here I stand on a lonely street

With life itself a great lie..

©Rahul Singh

In the Class!

 The first time I saw you

it was a real hot day,

was sweating like hell

and was bored of the lecture as well!

And during that time pass routine

Routine in which I usually watch other mates

My eyes stopped at you

There was something in you

That my eyes saw very few

But the lock was brief

And again I started writing

Rather puking out things from my heart

A few days later

I noticed you near the senior’s lecture theatre

Eyes locked, feet frozen

And as soon as you showed your sparkling smile

I fell for you

As if my knees were broken!

And soon I made it a habit

To look you at every minute or two!

I love watching you

Watching the way you carry yourself!

Elegant.

One word describes it all

The reason for my fall!

You are just like a dream

You seek full attention when in sight

And when out of it

Your thoughts are tough to fight

But somewhere deep within
my heart thinks of you as a dream

Something which can’t be true

And so are you

The only truth it believes in

is the girl with whom it's in love with…

©RAHUL SINGH

At times when…

When in dreams sounds clatter
When words hitting eardrums turn bitter
When the old soothing voice turns to a tone so tattered
The question that kills is
“Why doesn’t everything gets better?”

When under the dome of stars
When breeze tatters the tension apart
When all old scars vanish from heart
The only wish that heart makes
At the sight of a shooting star-
“Everything gets over!!”

When standing at the top of a hill
When it is ‘strong will’ that flows inside the veins
When above the world time is still
The only thought that kills
“When’ll the happiness rain on this world so insane?”

When looking best at a party crowded
When half shyness and half boldness get’s flooded,
When sure of being lusted for
There’s a thought deep in mind-
“When will life anchor on a shore?
When’ll life have something to adore “

Over the roof, under the sky
When life rests over the warm breath of earth
When the warmth of breath warms the heart
And in the soothing twilight
When the tears get soaked up
The answer erupts-
“A new birth, A new start!
Is what now life sighs for….”

-RAHUL SINGH