Nothing To Show

Guys this is the first time I am po(boa)sting my poetic ability
So guys don't judge me by the mood of the poem cause i wrote it while i was down in the dump.But sure I think this is a good read so guys go ahead....

Nothing to Show

Futile years of existence

Nothing to show,

Numerous attempts at excellence

Still nothing to show,

My lungs heave with a heavy sigh,

I'm standing on life's edge

Staring over the ledge

Down into a bottomless abyss

Yow, something in my life is really amiss,

I'm probing deep within,

It’s seems within my reach yet unable to grasp

Stuck in life's vicious clasp,

Every Move is just another arc in the circle

When the ends meet

I'm trapped inside

I'm trying to break free

And tired of this melee

Finally I have

But yet nothing to show...

Looking back I see

A soul trapped

Stuck in the void,

Knee deep? No neck deep

Gotta strike harder, push harder,

Bend harder, Push harder,

Then through the creaks

Stream the sun beam streaks,

Come on break free, cut the links,

Says a voice deep within

The voice I hear, the voice I follow

Ah! Ecstasy finally

Flooding my every vein, coursing through my blood

Drenched in rays of enlightment

Warming up in the heat

My heart skips a beat

Now I realize this is heaven

My son what have you done to show me, asks God

I turn behind, racking my brains

Churning my memory ocean

Still! I have nothing to show.......

Vasanth Srinivasan

lIFE @ iNFy.MysorE


Morning.
Screens open. 08.30 a.m. Shit.Shhhhh(showers).Brrrr(it is cold).Dress??Search for socks.Where is the noose???(Tie).Zip down.Collars up.08.45.zip's up(courtesy friends).Knot's correct.Rush.Queue at food court.Dosa sucks.Oops id is in Chutney. Wash.08.59 am swipe in.Lifts stuck.run three flights .Door opened.Silent stares.Few giggles.Walk without waiting.Lower seat.Incline seat to 180 degrees.Switch monitor.Unread messages.Ten good mornings.F**k hangover.Help from cardomam tea.Refreshing sleep.Courtesy RDBMS.Fag.

ForeNoon.
Lower seat.Thank the girls(entertainment).Eyes scanning.Ya located.Girl of dreams.Excuse .Girls of dreams.Check them out.Memorize dress.Rack brain for pattern.
Bit more of sleep.necessary for a growing child.Guys begging.Helped by a phone call from the staff's fiancé.Mad rush for the food court.Decision.Biriyani.Good.burppp.ya.
fag again.Class.Guys gather.Start.Catch the sucker.Tummy hurts.Gotta go.Take up stance.Ready for the "AXE EFFECT".

AfterNoon.
Worst part of the day.Assignments.Check if ctrl c and ctrl v is working.They do.God i'm saved.Look around for bargains.Notch one with a brainy guy.Good Samartian.Wants nothing in return.Headphones.Best friends.Pink Floyd,dire straits,Illayaraja......oops 017.00 p.m. Gotta check mails.ya it's fast.Same stuff.Boring mails.Nothing to do..check blogs.Find mine's not updated.Think of a topic.Blank.Stop.Call for the zone.Fag with coke.Nice combo.Smoke rings.Ash on pants .oops a hole.in friend's shirt.Thanks to my vigourous tapping.More sorry's.
Excused.17.30 p.m.

Evening.
Finish work.Change name.Submit.Good day's work done.Canteen.Treat the geek to samosas.Promise made.Tommorows assignment taken care of.Good Investment.
Swimming pool.Watch all the meat.Table Tennis.Play like hell.One pitch,my side.Next pitch neigbours table.Fiery glances.Balls fly.Bats meet.Net's torn.I win.Good.Dripping.Stink of sweat.1803.(my room).Open room.Enter roommate.Guys buried in books. T.V..Discovery.Animal Sex.Fag again..By this time lost count.Time is 21.30 p.m. .off to FC.No tables.Decide on fresh juice.Not enough.Purse open.Five rupees.Get a bun.Hungry.ATM???No balance...Dilemma.Five hundred debt.

Night.
22.30..Start chatting with friends.Stories.Life.Ask for break.Red eyes.No stopping.time 03.30.ah.sleep.AC 15 degrees.Shivering.Covers not enough.Roomie gets up.Bathroom locked.Comes out .Beep Beep..AC 14 degrees now.Pride.My turn.Beep Beep.AC now 13 degrees.04.30.Get up check on AC.Now 25 degrees.Revenge exacted.Cell phone.Alarm.06.30.Test remembered.Sleep.Dreams.Mental note.Five girls today..

Morning
Screens open. 08.30 a.m. Shit.......