Wish I was a Psycho...

Have you ever tried,
Going on a different side,
To stand on your crown,
And see the world upside down,
Those stars that are miracles,
Will shine on your body as sparkles,
Go crazily mad in rain,
With a feeling that's totally insane,
Why to care for world,
Why to even care for me, I'm whirled,
Can I swirl the twirl,
To let me whirl,
Don't even know location of starvation,
Because I won't have plantation of synchronization,
Shall I even try?
To laugh with a little cry,
Shall I even defy the blue sky,
And go beyond a planet nearby,
What's wrong in being abnormal,
I just wanna be a bit informal,
So that I could even question the question,
And express the expression,
Different from all matters,
Is their world that never shatters,
Wish I could let everything go,
Wish I was a psycho...!

-Vaibhav Varun

           While we all are busy with our own problems, our own issues and concerns, there are some magical people who live life with their own grace, their own enjoyment, their own way- tension free way! A mad is one who never cares for what is happening around him, he just gets lost in his own world. And believe me if you are mad, if you look at your own goals without thinking of anything else, you'll be successful.

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A Me in Me

       

I fall back,
Then I learn to stand up,
As I face attack,
I learn to crump up,
Then dare to face my face,
As a hollow sphere,
Which rises from unknown ace,
In the countless stories here,
I can't even confuse the confusion,
'Cause for me, I am myself a confusion,
I can't even complain the complain,
'Cause for me, I am myself a complain,
I achieve, then I think,
Why did I made it?
I sleep, then I blink,
Why did I do it?

Mere-satisfaction???
Or some mind animation,
For unknown reason, an unknown creation,
With lots of laughs and agitation,
Some people patched up with me,
Some broke up with me,
But I still run,
With a twilight sun,
Some beautiful memories that I saved,
In me those happiness craved,
I know I was mad at times,
When I composed some crazy rhymes,
May be this is one of them,
Or I was causing mayhem,
For this is in dark what I see,
A dream- A me in me!

- Vaibhav Varun

                  You may even achieve the heaven, but until and unless you heart isn't into it, its not worth a true achievement. Yes, some times even the greatest loses are boar when you have your heart waking up with you, but the moment you lose your heart, there's no scope of good hope. So, it doesn't really matters what you win or lose, what matters is whether your heart is into it or not.
                So, put your only heart into one of my poems- "A Me in Me"
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Conquest for Quest

It's not a test for conquest of quest,
IT's only the way you manifest,
The way you do things with your abilities,
There are only two possibilities,
Either you get through, or,
You get down, taste sour,
May be you knew you were down,
But yeah, failure is no kind of noun,
You rub your eyes,
No- it wasn't a dream, life sometimes defies,
There's a tear contamination,
With lots of body animation,
And then, you think, you ought,
End your world with a mere thought,
You reach top of a mountain,
To fall back and give a blood fountain,
But your heart pulls you back,
Saves you from unknown attack,
Then you know, you have to do it,
With no if's and but's, with no shit,
You roar apart, loud enough,
Gonna crush the word 'tough',
Now, either it's you or your aim,
And for now, life is a do or die game,
And you have turned insane,
With a crazy, non-tiring brain,
You gear, with no fear,
Nobody you hear,
Stare at what you got to do,
Even if you don't get a clue,
Failure- you gotta damn it,
Fear- you gotta slam it,
And when the river of your mind,
Every struggle you unwind,
For now, with power, you run,
Your stars shine better than sun,
Get over with conquest of quest,
Coz now, you, you are the best!


-VAIBHAV VARUN


                    There are some moments in our life when we face terrible failures, but you know what, a rage comes in us when we get through these kind of failures and that rage can achieve even bigger success in life. Strange, but true!
    So, this is all my poem reveals.
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In Motion

It’s sunrise, you wake up from south,

With a sip of tea in your mouth,

Because you wanna be in motion,

With more or less in emotion,

You go out and see a hundred cases,

World spits at you- slangs and praises,

You cry, you laugh, you jump,

You shout, you hush, you crump,

You sometimes levitate off to meditate,

And you sometimes without even a hesitate,

Go on to crush everyone under feet,

Even if its you or your heartbeat,

And then you feel guilt,

But there’s always a pride in built,

And as there is always a motion,

Under emotion, you often forget emotion,

You hit the ground but it always hits back,

Same as a running train in a cracked track,

And since there was motion in each of your time,

You have now finally read this rhyme!

- Vaibhav Varun

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One more time, One more rhyme!

Have gotta pen, got a paper,
Things go on as they kiss each other,
And yeah, a slow musical sound,
Trembling my mind as a wound,
Waiting for tide and time,
So I composed this rhyme,
I love to be loved,
Even loved the hatred,
My mind for a while,
Is like an unintentional baby's smile,
Not even a trial, no denial,
Poetry takes me to a wonderland exile,
I wish I could get,
Things I would never bet,
A new breath, new glow,
New mind- this time a bit slow,
So that it makes new feelings,
As a new fruit from new saplings,
I am a soul that flies,
Am a feeling that never dies!

- VAIBHAV VARUN

No words...now that's what poetry is for me!