Poems by DFIans

[F-14]

Goddess Durga

Ho you the grate cosmic mother

The protector of the weak

The destroyer of the wicked

Seated on the Divine vehicle of yours

O you of the most splendor

Many are the divine weapons

That you hold my mother

I am nothing but a mere spec in front of you

I am defense less and unwise in my decisions

Please guide me through this test called life

Ho you of infinite forms what shall I call you I don’t know

Nether do I know how to worship

Please protect me as your own child

Ho mother of mine please save me from this life of servitude and bondage

I seek your blessings in the way I can

If I have committed a an mistakes please forgive them ho benevolent mother of mine

Durga Mata Ki jai

 

[F-14]

I am still here

You hoped by hitting me I will fall

You thought by killing me I would die

But guess what I am still here

I haven’t fallen nor have I died

You are nothing but a twisted piece of flesh

I say this because I aint scared of you or of what you stand for

Remember once the faces at VT, café Leopold, the Taj and the Trident

What harm did they do to you or your family?

What harm did they do to your nation?

The answer is nothing. Nothing at all

And yet you killed them for no reasons

I know that you don’t have any conscience

But still if you ever think ask your self why did you orphan a child?

Why did you tear up families for ever?

Even if I forgive you god wont for when you die there will be no one to cry for you

Your nation shall pay the price in blood for the attacks it prepared on our soil

For this are the games of fate and the curse of a pious nation

dedicated to the terrorist who attacked India on the 26th of November 2008 may they and their country burn In hell

 

[F-14B]

Broken dreams
I had dreams once
Bright and happy
With hope and vision
I had dreams once
As bright as the day
And clear as costal waters
Slowly and steadly i built up
My dreams with burning hands
And bleeding fingers
Its a fact that i have fallen
a Million times
But still stood up battered and bruised
Some say i have become calass
Others say blunt
But i dont care at all
Even though i say i dont care at all
A silent tear falls from my eyes
Because non of them know
That i stand alone in the company
Of broken dreams

 

[F-14B]

My land

I dont know your language
i dont know your culture
yet i call you my own
i came as an expat
but now you are a part of me
immobile and inseparable
your dunes taught me to wait
your hot summers taught me determination
your leaders taught me
to dream big and to make it happen
but they also showed me to be
humble and listen to the People
you taught me that nothing is
impossible
my land
it has been 29 years
after i first
called you my home
but still i know that
my link with you
is that of the
desert wind ever wandering
and not permanent
but still my land
I shall fondly cherish
every single memory
that you gave me
till the day i pass on

 

[kiran.suresh]

#Memories95
Funny how a
Fucking tin can
Can make you go back
To a place and time
When things were simple
Analog tv and analog lines
Dd was the best
No screaming shit
Just pure entertainment
Back in the gulf
It was 33
Captain Majid and bebsi
Cause you don't say Pepsi
Habibi it's always bebsi
#Memories95
When weekends were short
Only half of a Thursday
And a Friday
Spent chilling with cousins
In abudhabi
Of kinder joys scrapped for toys
Then time went on
We grew up
But I don't know why a
Fucking tin can
Took me back
To a simple time and a simple place
#memories95

 

[kiran.suresh]

Those were the days


Of pollo classics
And Nissan sunnys
Of rainbow stake houses
And millennium department stores
Of jogging promises
And fried sausages
Of foggy days and weezing ways
Those were the dayz
Now we stuck up
In this bitch ass world
With reality fucking us over
Struggling to live
Running the rat race
Without a choice
From 7 to 5 or from
9to 5
They call it job they say
But is it not same as
Servitude
Even though I write these rhymes
I know I to will become a robort too
But till I am free I shall
Write
Those were the dayz
Sometimes when I
Hit the hay
I think back to the good old days

 

[kiran.suresh]

As I sit

As I sit on the floor
In my balcony
Spray of rain
Hit on my body
I put on pac and chill
Just to mask my frustrations
My pain and irritation
Thanks to some
Chinki in some
Godforsaken lab
Somewhere in chinki land
We sitting at home pissed
Angry and confused
As I sit I wonder was it all ment to be like this
Was nature hitting a rewind button
Just to show who is the boss
As I sit and close my eyes
I see her face
Just like the first day I saw her
In the temple
Damm man I miss her
My hommies tell me
hang in there buddy
Some tell me that I am one
That's a strong ass guy.
But like slim shady once told
While cleaning out his closet
but I'm only human
But I'm man enough to face them today
But as I sit calm and collected
On the outside
I have battle ragin on the inside
In the black lagoon that is my
Mind
But still I sit calm and collected
Letting the time for by