I am loosing it all...!

Do you know how it feels to chase the thunder
from where you started, its like six feet under.

I no more like the place, where I always wanted to be
Its not the colour, not the window & not at all the tree

Every morning, whom I used to greet with all warmth & affection
Those faces are now questioned on the ground of perfection

The team with which I used to identify, has vanished
I seem to be left with a clique of saddists

I always knew, its a jungle with the rule of survival of the fittest
No sanctity, no respect for nobody, no dignity, I grade it the 'shittest'

Every dusk sees a dawn & every dawn sees a dusk
Any of them gets you happiness & hope, is not must

I don't know bout my road & to which Rome it leads
I don't have no religion, region, caste or creed

When I look back to the thunder from where I started
I find myself six feet under with all the milestones discarded

When I sit down to think, I think I am loosing it all
Its not my favourite place, not those faces & not Rome at all

Its passion.....!

Passion is something that runs down through your veins
With a thunder it starts from heart and being everywhere reaches brain

Passion is not a hope or desire for life
You cannot call passion a reason for life

Passion is Life...!!

© Nakul Chaturvedi, February 12, 2009