Saamir
Gupta

Confused
Confused
Bemused
To the pinnacle of insanity
Driven in hope of clarity
A propos my life’s ideology
don’t know what I endeavour for
Is it too much of me in it
Or is it you who reigns perfectly
Is I truly the reason i am striving for
Or is it the antagonism between you and me
Day after day and night after night
I tussle with and for my own self contemptuous
My contentment when I behold
I tend to be dextrously virtuous
I look at you, you don’t look at me
My selfishness makes me precarious
Was it too much of me in it?
I try and try and try till the end
You win at the finish with routes and bends
I don’t approve and won’t ever try
Still feel murky and despondent i lie
You look at me, I don’t look at you
Cursing myself all the way through
So is it you who reigns perfectly?
The end had to be me
For it had begun from here
You came and spoiled
For all what I had pondered
Was it fair to go where I won’t
Egalitarianism is gone don’t
You take it as your victory and my defeat
But still you have the applause and that’s unjust
I cry for the acclaim and thrust
Is I the reason i am striving for
Or is it the antagonism between you and me
Unable to decide where to draw a line
I take refuge of pain and melancholy i roar
I am not afraid to walk on your lines but
Unethical for me are the paths you drove
Can I follow something I don’t believe in
Still dejected I am forced to seize those
You rise by falling or fall by rising
That concerns me not at all
But i fall if i don’t and even if i do
Take your course, the plunge is for sure to befall
I want to ascend, to mount to glory
But only available option is falling
The eyes are yours, you have my whip
And i have nothing, no sense no grip
For hunger of triumph is what gets mounted
I am no humanitarian but want to be one
The competition does not let the both accounted
Is this the cause of frustration?
Why is it that happiness is lost
When i see you where i belong?
Why am I not able to judge
What I do to my own convention?
Confused..
Saamir
Gupta
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