Sober when I drink

Under those lousy drowsy lids

A couple of eyes drowned in wine

I see reality of so called life that I live

And degree of un-fine when I say fine

And those hiccups that you hear

Are not too much of drinking act

But smirks coming from within

When I get face to face with the facts

But you say I am so 'cause I am drunk

Just cause I am not the normal me?

Not so composed, posed and straight

But  for once try believing in what you do not see

So trust me on this one please

When I say 'am sober when I drink

Its like unbuttoning the brain's tuxedo

And unhiding what I really think

So, I am sober when I drink

As the reality comes to face off the hope

And saying 'check' to over-inflated optimism

Running strict test on any dope

It bites and injects me with truth

And I would know of any hood wink

So I consciously speak, blurt and sort it out then

I am, as you now know, sober when I drink

(this poem does not promote drinking, it is just the feeling, as per writer, going through when trying to submerge into numbness of being drunk that is being tried to be painted here)

The sin of Within

Balloons of those hopes

Taped at every inch

Thrusted by its own air

Now blowing itself away

And the hammock of expectations

Tied with dozen knots

Now tangled in themselves

Unused, untouched yet swaying

Tsunami of thoughts

The wreckage of patience

Flooding of blames 

Prescribing depression pills

Curdling of fate

Frozen movements 

Pile ups of guilt

Then camping of regrets

Orchestra of  frustrations

Screeching with angry lyrics

Breaking the dam of tolerance

Drowning sanity within

Then those embroidery of dreams

Sewn together anyhow

A quilt of escape route - a fantasy

Battered with rational thinking

The maths of senses 

The physics of heart

Chemistry of harmones

From the theory by few pounds brain

And you say, struggle!!

But how to struggle with what is within

With volcano of the very existence

Burning the very alive, as if it were a sin

An unspeakable, unthinkable sin

In-despicable, unforgivable sin

Emotion!

He learned a new language today
A new tongue to speak

But how will I teach him 

To understand what my heart speaks

He learned to dance a new move

A new step to groove

But how will I teach him

To understand how my heart moves

And a new song that he sings now

Its wonderful for his ears

But how will I teach him

To hear what my heart hears

The new tune in his guitar to play

Making you humm along

But how will I teach him

The chords and tab of my song

You can teach a world to someone

How to talk, sing and dance

But how will I teach someone

Emotions for him to understand

How will I teach him

The promises are to be kept

The words are to be valued

And debts are to be paid

How will I teach him

You cry not to show you are weak

But it takes lot in you to shed tears

And show the extent of the break

Sarcasm is another chapter

And many mockings for him to avoid

Its easy to die physically

Then to live when your soul died

There are few things I can teach him

But how will I teach the sensitivity

To understand how a heart beats

And ensuring its longevity