I think I am addicted to Ultracet, the painkiller I have been on for past 6 months, I get withdrawal symptoms if I don't have 2 tablets a day. But anyway I cannot live without it, because the pain is simply unbearable most of the times.

Slivers of despair

slivers of despair
scattered till horizon
isles of hope
invisible they are though
coarse sand of times
slowing the stride
wearing down life

Sooner or later

Will I always debate the futility of it all
or will the realization dawn on me somehow
I cannot contemplate for ever
something that is of no consequence what so ever
I need to shut off the lights
and go on towards the dark
shut off the brain and embrace oblivion
shun the life and make love to death
sooner or later, sooner why not

Good bye

Terse is not the name
for the note I got
distant, frail, tired is more like it
weeding out the past
to make a new beginning perhaps
a good bye I deserve though
or so I seem to believe

4th of July

Has been seven years since I started working, seven years since I moved out of college, seven years in which I saw life in its raw form, seven years that finally made me grow up and be myself.

perched precariously at crossroads
mind has decided the outcome of this one
heart is with mind on this one
have to take a step at a time
and fall towards the elixir called life
am excited and am nervous
am scared too, but am not afraid
pangs of mortals touch me now and then
I feel like a monolith, caught up in a storm
little do I care for the gusty winds
I know they will pass