I CAN'T DIE YET

Sometimes i think
I am no more living
'coz my life is like a desert
On which sun of failure is shining
It is like a jungle of torture.
Where I'm lost with no way out.
It is like an ocean of sorrows
Into which I'm destined to drown
Happiness for me is like a mirage
Which i can see but never reach
Living has become a hard toil
From which the only escape is death

Then again i think,
I just can't die.
'coz i have many things to do
Many mistakes to make right
I have to experience the unexperienced
And i still have to fight my fate
I still have girls to date
Some money to make
Babes to romance
Music to dance
Moreover i have a life to live


There is so much that i haven't done
But i want to do so bad
And i know that
Until i do them all
I can't die
I have to live
Though my life is going nowhere
I know i will reach somewhere
Until that day i have to wait
Wait and lay a bait
So that i can trap happiness
I have to enjoy perfect bliss
But for that i have to survive
So i just can't die, not yet.........!!!

BY- Aditya Dogra

Present Tense and Future Perfect

Seems to be closure to wat u call BOrN

and sooner become a stubborn

HE who made you male

made me mulish

I saw my past images in my empty mind

walking with hands to hand with lonely smiles

with distorted dreams

and with my dirty shadows

running hotfootedly frm the light

the light that seems to be so dark

that i cann't see it

some call it deviation from the line

the line drawn a long back

by following a long track

and then a ANIMAL in the forest

come out and become a terrorist

and called himself a social animal MAN

with his image that "he CAN"

line ..line seems to become a lion for us

being a king of the forest

seems to hidING in it

may be fearing frm sunrise or sunset

but watever it is he has to face it

with a gunner's dream and a paranoid eyes

with my filthy hands and a space between us

a large sea,weels of oil and blood

a cold dark morning is still waiting for wat

for wat for wat......still it is listening a but..a but..a but

a road leading to no where

is running and running leaving us everywhere

the dreams which u cannt think of are never urs

then why we are living

for the line or for blind

for the king or for the ring

for the drinks or for the clings

for those or that

for close or hats

for he or me

for you or a big row

for those who made a final cut

or those who are really nuts

why cann't we negotiate with our life

is it my crazy dream or a sense to defy life

wat a stony shadow of mine

is sending me backing to my innumerable past land

and countless future graces

back in the forest or my gloomy thoughts

this water is still flaming...beating

heating..nething...and ofcourse bleeding

bye my friend...this is not the end...this is the END!!!!
again a moment for the few

landing at feet

and once again to meet

make him mad

make him sad

make him add to and to

make him me

make him u

make him do what u wanted him to do

make him won

make him cry

make him lead and then die...
this is not the end this is the END.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!..!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.


By - Aditya Dogra