Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Trash Me

Floods can’t drown me,

Famines can’t starve me,

Coz I am hungry for me,

That’s how I decide to carve me!!

Some call me arrogant, maybe I am;

People grade my ego, but in me I find no shame,

Your ‘Self’ should roar like a lion, why try to tame?

I live, I survive, I rejoice, only because I am!!

Throw me in the dumps, and deeper still,

I will still look up and higher I’ll stare,

Man I will worship, no one I fear,

In search of my own God, to whom I have been so near!!

Throw me out and push me aside,

But whose going to ‘think’ me, my rules, I abide;

I’ll do what I want; you ask “Who is gonna let me?”

But all me hears and asks is “Who is gonna stop me?? “

Dhimrock…….14th March….In the MDI auditorium….Seeing a hundred faces…..but still just a single soul

2 comments:

aditya said...

a nice and motivating poem... bookmarked it right away!
keep writing!

Anonymous said...

The best of Dhimrock!!

agar kisi rock singer ne ise gaaya to yeh worl over hit ho jaayega..

--- Ajit (QIK)