Fetching

Days gone, memories fade out
But thoughts are fetching out somewhere else

Color changed, people changed
But thoughts are on same face

Getting back to work
Saying good morning to pace
Everyday is a day
And every night is that face

Reading, writing and listening
Taken a life insurance too
Comprise a lot but again fetching out to go

Future went to tense
Believe it’s totally past tense
Said nothing but looking upward
So my angle don’t move to another chapter

Lots of happenings, lots of dramas
Where everybody talks and nobody listen
To whom it may concern

Listening to music type of ghazals
Planning to have a drink but everybody is there
Hiding and smiling so no one can figure out a tears
And again fetching all memories together
For the sake of that ghazal

Tried a lot to forget all
Nothing happen because mind is not false
Read lots of book taken lots of experience
But no one has fetch that experience
No one taken its serious
Because days are gone
When eyes smiles and make others cry

Now year changed and the beauties changed
And all past tense coming again
Present is good but lots of hurdles
So again fetching out toward future

Doing whatever the mind says
And going out somewhere to change that race
Race is nothing buts it’s a words of saying
Where everyone is moving with dreams

No one has taken a glimpse
Everyone is busy with own race
No one have time
No one say me is right
What to do, what not to do
All confusion is coming to fetch out a goal
Given up all things to fetch out the aim
Now its turn of time to fetch out name

In Shackle

Considering we all are social animal who eat, drink, sleep and work according to time frame because “Time is Relative” to us.

We are doing what we like to do but on same time we say No just because we unable to do what we actually want to do just because of time frame as lot of restriction, lot of consideration and lots of responsibilities are moving around us which are given by us only.

And in shackle sometime we unable to express ourselves correctly. Of course, everyone of us see dreams and keep it in open eyes without saying much is it, why so? And why we are so engaged with everything, which are static and still because we are social animal who have boundaries.

The world is a prison and we are the prisoners;
Dig a hole in the prison and let yourself out!
- by Rumi Daylight

So where are you now exactly!
Feel it, think it and say it loudly
Because the world of prisoners is waiting for you to dig a hole on that prison and let them also out to take some fresh air, fresh water in between given time frame…