Then and now...

Then:
Hello Sir, How are you?
and who's this lovely lady here?
Its been a such long time,
Its a pleasure to meet you dear.

So, I heard the you are doing masters,
And planning getting into university,
Its a great achievement I must say,
You can't get a better opportunity!

Now:
Wassup Dawg? Yo still alive?
N who's dat smooth chick in your drive?
Long time no see, where'd you go?
Lets shake some booty, you know..

What's this I hear about master's shit?,
Who gives a heck about black suits and wit?
We've all the bloody galz, moolah and fame
But this university thing ain't our game...

The path of addiction...

I have seen my worst days,
and been through bloody night,
When available are thousand ways,
and only one of them is right.

I chose the wrong path,
I chose the one that went straight,
I should have been more strong,
But I just couldn't wait.

The road showed me flowers,
and showed me fruits to eat,
I could walk on it for hours,
As it was soft on my feet.

As the road moved on,
It showed me better gift,
But soon I was to know the con,
And the way good things would shift.

I tried changing this road,
But all that went in vain,
I was addicted to this soft board,
As the rocks would now pain.

I could ntotbear normal living,
As I was spoilt by the path,
I was spoilt by its small giving,
I had to now face the aftermath.

Don't get fooled by the softness,
Don't get into these small comforts,
I just ruins life and makes a mess,
And later on, it only hurts.

Jabulani..

I fly high or skid the ground,
I am kicked hard or passed around,
Shooting me trying to get me to my love,
Or may be by getting me to curve,
I completely follow the orders of the boot,
Trying to be won by each and every foot,
I am gold for players and I love being me,
I represent celebration, I am Jabulani.

I tried to be the very best,
The perfect round and lightest,
Rigorous tests I have survived,
And then, finally! I have arrived,
Even still I am dreaded by most,
Is my sacrifice worth the cost?
I have been booed along by many,
I am the colourful ball, the Jabulani.

I may be hard for players to keep,
But I will not sit aside and weep,
Let the whistle sound and start the game,
I want to regain my lost fame,
With me kissing my love, the nets,
And giving keepers early threats.
I will go on till the last ounce of air in me,
I will get the world singing again, I am Jabulani.

Hate

I am not devil to make you cry,

Or cause you a lot of pain,
I will not kill you, why should I?
I have no butcher's brain.

But that doesn't mean I love you,
Or that I am your friend off-late,
I still have marks, though only few,
But those burns still have some hate.

Bracket...

I close you safe within me,
But you just want to get free,
Remember once I say good bye,
You all will suffer the multiply.

I keep you in me for long,
So that I am silent in the song,
Sometimes I am the background score,
While I am used for chorus more.

I may be round, box or brace,
I may have a different face,
But one thing I always signify,
I am the symbol for 'unify'.

If I get a chance...

If I get a chance to save mother Earth,
My little world where I took birth,
What would I do to make it pure,
how will I find all the poisons' cure??

Should I ban plastic, the chemical satan,
But will the world follow, will it pass the baton?

Should I ban castes, the anti-unity,
But will it he enough to promote equality??

Should I remove poverty, the root cause of all,
But I need moolah, will the rich answer my call?

Should I ban tobacco, the silent killer,
But then cigarettes will have even deadlier filler.

Should I clean politics, the corruption hub,
But will it be followed by the future cub?

What should I do if I get a chance to make things right??
Show me some ways, show me some light,
Please give me an answer, to this mental fight,
Should I do anything or just pass on the might?

Humanity

For your idol is God,
And you worship it,
Join your hands,
and pray to it.
To drain your sorrows,
and filter your joys,
Its not a compulsion,
its and act of choice.
You choose your path,
You choose your way,
Along with every night,
there comes a day,
The days here are happiness,
and Nights are sorrows,
Its only you who decide,
and there's no book of tomorrow.

He just created us
and gave us our needs,
We ourselves are responsible,
for our acts and our deeds,
There's no key behind us,
There's no one to wind it,
All that I wanna say,
My quote below sums it,

"Human is not caste, religion or creed,
Human is to help the one in need.
Stop the divisions, and let us all be one,
Let us live the life of a Human."