Crusades

The struggle within,leading to anguish.
Carrying the legacy was her wish.
Thwarted by dominance,
by the male chauvinist.

The truth was buried deep,
the rest was burnt to ashes.
Innocents were slain at the altar,
only to make believe he was not a mortal.

The bloodline survived,the secrets preserved.
The Templars' marched,towards the holy war.
History altered to dictate their doctrines.
Generations to follow their own brethren.

The path leading to the holy grail & the truth,
was shut once and for all.
Crusades resulted in paving way,
for the rise of the fall.
The quest for the glory that lies herewith,
has immortalized the religion.
The fallen souls will haunt forever,
they'll form the dark legion.

No Idea

It's past midnight,cars honking on the road,
everything else is calm,but I just want to explode.
No idea as to what I have in mind,
casting my thought in vain,as if I was blind.

I swear,I didn't see it coming,
it swept me off my feet.
You got to play by their rules,
else you get stamped as a cheat.

Retreat while there is still light,
before they pull down the blinds.
Enhance your perception in the dark,
place yourself in their minds.

Read their thought,play your cards carefully.
Cause when in shit,even a friend turns into a bully.
Manipulated pawns in the game of life,
instigates a conclusion,to which we must arrive.
Right or Wrong it doesn't really matter.
Or who makes the first move and who's the latter.
What really matters is,"Where does it take you"?
And what you should reckon is "Does your conscience bother you"?

For everything in life ,you pay a price.
With what you pay is completely your choice.
The hidden forces that shapes our decision,
is irrationally predictable,eluding our visions.

OM

The cycle of life & death is all but fate.
The almighty fails to resurrect.
What we see around is an illusion,
seeking Nirvana is not the solution.

Population exploding beyond reckoning.
Death,destruction and agony!
Our forefathers had a vision,
Sought solace behind a reason.

Mankind heading to annihilation.
Responsibility of every nation.
Resonating in peace we seek,
the wisdom to salvation.

Race,religion creed and sex,
is the reason we remain perplexed.
Let us unite and march the legion,
screaming the anthems of rebellion.

Star Gazing

Gazing at the stars I feel my emotions ,
scattered across the universe twinkling.
Solitude beckons to me,
the death bell jingling.

I've forsaken God for what he's taken away,
And I've cursed him for what he's given.
Friends and family he had given me all,
like humpty - dumpty they had a great fall.

I wanna retrace back the steps and eradicate the causes,
Can the future compensate for the incurred loses?
Don't wanna be vulnerable,coz I might wreck,
porcelain heart of mine ,might just break.

The distance maintains a balance,
I'm afraid to come close.
I curl into a cocoon,
I'm a recluse.

Even if I have a lot to say,
I choose to remain silent.
If my silence is understood by someone,
then she would surely be the destined one.
Eyes !! About the depths of our heart they speak.
So I shall look into those and I shall beseech,
"Honor thy love and seal thy soul".
The curtain closes. I'm released on Parole.

Eternal Tears

Tears surely is a form of expression,
But it's a silent one indeed.
Der's no point letting it out,
Don't wanna burden ,I don't wanna shout.

I know there's nothing wrong in sharing,
But I hide them coz I feel no one is caring.
Tears won't ever cease to exist,
but the feelings wud surely be deceased.

Expectations and Empathy has nothing to do with it ,
what matters is a person relating to it.
A person who understands ur silence ,
is the person who cares,
until you find him it's an utter despair.


Friends have been there,they come and they go.
Life's all bout moving with the flow.
I expect someone to look back at me.
Captured I am.Come and set me free.

The cries for help falls on deaf ears,
construed to be the reason for the eternal tears.
Bottling it up within seems to work my way,
don't try hard , I don't wanna be gay.

My solitude knows all my feelings,
the adversities of life that I've been dealing.
Concoction of betrayal,distrust and pain,
has wiped off my smile again.

Friendship

Amidst the crowd I walk , millions of faces to talk.
Behind every face is a story , some gay others gory.
Exchanging pleasantries when we meet , with a smiling face we greet .
Intermingling caste and creed , a patient ear is what we need .
Our busy schedule and unearthly life is a mess , a friend’s all we need to beat the stress.

It’s an inexplicable bond which only grows strong .
Straying down the lanes of memory ,
I cherish the times we made merry.
It’s not always that a “Friend in need is a friend indeed”.
There have been exceptions when the faith has been breached .
Cycle of life has had many things to teach .Some prayed others preached .
But mostly the circumstances had to feed.

We win some , we lose some , yet we’ve the heart to learn.
Learning from our mistakes we’re always on the run.
Friends have always given the shoulder for us to cry ,
a support for us to rely , our partner in crime , our perfect alibi.
Which is why ? They’re precious to us and a part of our daily life.

For those who feel deprived of the most beautiful gift from life ,
don’t be disheartened it’s never too late to try.
Extend your hand with true selflessness and trust ,
friends would form easily and they’ll be there to last.

Enslaved To The Throne

Enslaved to the Throne :

The sun shimmering on the window pane,5 times a week,
Pain surges through my heart & I've no words to speak.
Stagnant life & monotonous struggle is a part of life.
Just don't have time for Friends ,Family or Wife.
The scorching heat & the Sweat makes it worse,
once in the prison,you're expected to be a race horse.

Strapped to the chair,in a primate like poise.
IT industry was never the right choice.
Health goes for a toss,you tend to burn out soon,
life isn't secure under a glass moon.
Knowledge,deadlines ,delivery ,billability,
getting peace of mind is common inability.

Appraisals are the way to lure our kind.
Coz by then most of us have lost our mind.
Hallelujah !! It's a blind leading a blind.
Codes of development,has our fates bind.
Complex structure & database designs,are like
finding uncut diamonds in dark coal mines.

Forwarded emails & baseless humor are welcome breaks,
Better than JAVA,SQL,.NET,Mainframes & SOAs.
We ain't working for peanuts,but that's what we get paid.
Ain't enough when you have to share the same bed.
Life goes on discarding the obscure events.
Something out of the blue is appreciated as a new trend.

With no way out , bearing the brunt of this treachery,
Hoping to see a change in the future.
A word of advice to the next generation,
fight it , face it don't ignore ,it'll change for the better.
Reap the seeds you've sown,
we're enslaved to the throne.


Srijeet Basu
6th April 2010, Wipro