Nothing

I am nothing,truly.
A tree without fruit and leaves
Where birds don't abide
And no garden beside
Nor does the river run by my side.
My shadow it seems on a lease
Shunned in the everlasting frenzy winter breeze.
There is nothing to yearn for
An outcast,under no law.
I am nothing,somehow never giving up

A lady taught me the worth of words
With her fingers and sharp snappy voice used for herds.
Saw i always a simple hope in her eyes
She showed how the butterfly flies
Nothing that i am there i realised.

I was never known
I thought then i was feared.
"No one touches you when you with me"
I'd say, but now you see
As nothing as i am,though born free.
Someone does fight the winter here
All alone , everywhere but never near.
Thus on me the cold wind blows
Seeing hate for me in everyone's eyes.
But this is unwise
As nothing as i am,i have to rise deep
Without fruit and leaf
Or no one beside nor the water to seap.
For there's some hope in her agile eyes,
There's beauty,as she shows the butterfly flies.

DAVIDJEEVRAJ. PUNE . 24072016.

Procrastination

Sometimes we dont know,why?
Why are we here?
Our given lives,decisions and choices
Terrible are they
If not done in time.

There's nothing , still?
What have we done?
With achievements,honor and pride
If not useful
For people,different from our tribe

The river of life, Oh! How so wide
They strive,and row against the tide
They know to hide,in every side
Those who've tried, thrive
Never waste time.

DAVIDJEEVRAJ. PUNE. 14072016.

Drag

Take them to the woods
For a story to be told
In the bloodiest of thirsty History
Nuturing fury

Their shadows tear flesh
They can't change in changing
A little push,their soul is avenging.
No judge no jury

Runts and thugs may arrive,to strive
Time never trades,fight and be alive
Measured and watched for,drag them.
Prove,the good are unsavoury.

DAVIDJEEVRAJ. PUNE. 13072016.

Absorbing Black

The kiss of the faithful
Dies with a smile
A spark in the eyes, to hold on
No words spoken.
A green old door before my face
Being shut, shuts the night and it's tries
Swinging buttoned to hinges
Sleeves freedom before the night dies
Opening itself,to show and let go
A region covers from dark to black
To rip their skins, their shame to sort
Their bones are brittle
The soot they hold as they rot
Surfaced from the ungodly anger.

And so,we outline our memories
Our dreams,a future or stories
Within lines,in sentences secret
All the soot and the anger
Rips it's way to set apart,in regret
A new version of dark ungodly spots
Reflected in those sparks and smiles
At closed lips,the kiss of the faithful lies
In those unspoken untended words
Absorb black.

DAVIDJEEVRAJ. PUNE. 11072016.

Policy

Some brands chime
Some consider greater options
Some stand and apologize
They the withdrawn,dispatched.
Mostly condescend.

Destinies radically fulfilled
Managements relinquish desires
Statements trickle puzzles
Approvals in agreeing arguments
Mostly failed

Some are ravished
Some leave,addressed and directed
Some scoff and say,okay
They need the good and the luck
Mostly selfish concerns.

Better the morsel of a dry resolve
Outlives those who sometimes evolve.
They who author movements,somehow wait
Independence is out,fat and tate.
Mostly appetizing bribes.

DAVIDJEEVRAJ. PUNE. 01072016.

Flaws

For some reason
This rainy season
Sadness engulfs me
My broken part suffers long
For things done wrong

And all my arms
Which brought them harm
Need the rest she gave me
She kissed me well then
Then in her,was real warm

All my knuckles and all my blows
Learning in me to be slow
Swift for them,fights on the streets
Flaws and Bloody days are gone
Pain i reap,for the things done wrong

DAVIDJEEVRAJ. PUNE. 01072016.