Who am I

The code is getting darker and murkier,
I was meant to be a Polymorphic one,
The designer made a metamorphic one,
The programmer developed an E.P.O.

I tried to mutate morph, spread and multiply,
I Encrypted my soul with a different key each time,
I pretended decryption routines,
I inserted and removed garbage instructions.

I switched op codes  & replaced entire logic blocks,
I patched function prologues& redirected control flows,
They said, I was in the wild,
They caught me, abused me, insulted me and disgraced me.

They could never crack my code,
So they put me in a "ZOO" and gave me a name "Crazy Hax0r"

Journey Of My Life

Time to introspect…...

Happiness is like a breath of fresh air that touches me for a moment and fades away…...

Leaving behind memories to cling on,

Feeling loneliness and rejection.

The sweet sensation that had enthralled me gradually fading away,

To seclusion, I see my life drifting away.

A life without any charm or substance…...

Am not liking this place anymore,

I’m going to get out of here for sure.

Still searching for a better tomorrow…...

Many more miles to walk,

Many more valleys to cross,

The road I know is unending and long…...

Carrying with me the burden of my memories and sorrows,

Feeling insanely lost and forlorn.

Am tired and need to rest,

Don’t know when I’m going to find my nest…...

Thinking hard about life...

Here I am sitting in my office @ night, thinking hard about life

How it changed from maverick college life to strict professional life.

How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly pay checks,

But then why it gives less happiness.

How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded one,

But then why there are less people to use them.

How a single plate of samosa changed to a full pizza or burger,

But then why there is less hunger.

Here I am sitting in my office @ night, thinking hard about life.

How a bike always in reserve changed to main,

But then why there are fewer places to go.

How a limited prepaid card changed to post paid package,

But then why there are fewer calls and more messages.

Here I am sitting in my office @ night, thinking hard about life.

How an old assembled desk top changed to a branded laptop,

But then why there is less time to put it on.

How a small bunch of friends changed to office mates,

But then why we always feel lonely and miss those collage friends,

Here I am sitting in my office @ night, thinking hard about life.

They said I said

I was born at the time of war.

They said I won’t survive because times are hard.

I said I would be strong because times are hard.

I was put in expensive and famous school.

They said I will learn good manners and get good education.

I said I found dishonest teachers and discrimination.

In my life

They said I don't know to talk, how to crack jokes.

I said I will still make friends.

They said I am too slow, I am not smart.

I said I will still be rich.

They said Life is too cruel, it will take away your friends, it will take away your brothers, it will take away your family, you will have nothing to turn up to.

I said I will still have hope and hope is all I need.

AT LAST

They said I can't write.

I said see I have written this.

It is-“TIME”

It’s not yours, neither mine;

It makes you merry; it makes you shine;

It shows you sorrows; it keeps you sigh;

It’s a Lone Ranger-it is TIME!

It controls you, it teaches you;

It shakes you, it wakes you;

It gives the wounds; it heals you;

It’s not yours, neither mine;

It’s a lone ranger, it is time!

It makes you cry for the happy moments;

It makes you laugh for the fights happened;

It teaches you attachments;

Drown you in the memory lanes;

It’s not yours, neither mine;

It’s a lone ranger, it is time!

It gives you seasons to sing,

It gives you reasons to live,

It gives meaning to your breath,

And a lifetime to cherish,

It’s not yours, neither mine;

It’s a lone ranger, it is time!

It makes you wander in the fantasies;

It keeps you longing for the dream,

It showers senseless, sensational gleam;

And take the breath away in a scream,

It’s not yours, neither mine;

It’s a lone ranger, it is time!

When Death Speaks

I am about to perish forever,

but few tastes of life I am still to savor.

I am yet to feel the real beauty,

am yet not over with my petty duties.  

I know my end is nearing me,

in some time, I won't hear or see.

But I still have a few unspoken words,

I still have to see before my vision is blurred. 

 a thousand places I have never been to,

with green grass below and sky above blue.

I wish I had just some time more left,

so that I could die free from this bereft. 

 Time in my life had never stopped,

the pace of life had never dropped.

and I never wished so when I was alive

but now for a single breath I do strive.  

I wish I could tell you one more time,

that when I see you my heart chimes.

you were the best thing I ever had

leaving you behind makes me incomplete and sad. 

 But now it’s time for me to leave,

my nerves can feel the special eve.

so goodbye all my friends and foes,

my last wave to all before my eyes close.

Idea of love!

I adore the memories,
I love the reminiscences,
I can still feel us together,
apart from the distances.

Memorizing the moments spent with him,
I feel the radiance of love deep within,
I think I love the idea of being in love with him.

He made me feel loved,
Until the end of time;
He has endowed me with,
memoirs of life time.

His way of showing love, has made me fall for him,
I could never stop myself from loving him,
I think I love the idea of being in love with him.

Even if I try hard,
I couldn't hide my feelings,
The love for him, hats inside me
would come out without the reasons.

Thinking of the days spent with him,
I count my nights and keep missing him,
I think I love the idea of being in love with him.

Life!!

Where do the good times disappear,
When they have come and gone....?
Replaced with new friends, not by choice,
But cause something went wrong?

My new friends may bring with them,
Some words that make me smile,
Still I feel melancholy,
For what was once our style.

I think about times passage,
About a promise gone,
Are friendships not forever?
Meant not to last for long?

At end of each new day now,
Without a word from you....
I try to cover up the hurt,
Pretend that I'm not blue.

I try to go on with my life,
Accept you're not a part,
But sad eyes are the mirror of,
The ache that fills my heart.

A Beautiful Mind

The deep dark alleys of the mind, long and unwinding to the core,

A few we know so well , some , yet to explore,

Beautiful memories of yesterday, are hidden in a shrine,

Yet there are those that hurt, it’s a bittersweet galore.

There's a search for some answers, yet a few questions arise,

The need to forget some, oh but the urge to know more,

And a few virgin by lanes, a mystery to the core.

A few dark desires, some shine with light divine,

An unending noise in some, a few ring with a melodic chime,

There's a will to succeed, yet the weakness to give in to crime,

There's a belief in eternity, yet the fear of running out of time.

Secrets dwell deep inside, never shall they come to the fore,

A needless hate for some, yet there are those we adore,

A sense of wonder, a moment of fear,

A subconscious smile, a forced tear,

They're all treasured here -  emotions of every kind,

It’s a treacherous place, yet such a beautiful mind.

I'ts Time

    The right and the wrong holding hands of time

    Stand together greeting all with a smile

    Young and restless, the wrong is dressed to kill

    Old and wise, the right is hiding in disguise

    Time goes on but nothing seems to change

    Standing together they are neither enemy nor friends

    People so ignorant often are tempted by the wrong

    The right questions then what have I done wrong

    Hoping that someone will stop by to hold his hand

    Happiness and sorrow are hiding behind them

    No one says a word, the hide and seek goes on

    Life is surely simple but not easy says time

    Have offered you my best and my worst

    Choose well my friend while there is still time

Sands of time

Sands so fine, I see,

Slowly slipping,

From the hands of mine.

Oh it looks so divine.

Let me keep it, it'll be mine.

I squeeze my palm tight.

And more of it flows fast.

Uncontrolled grains,

So white, soft and pure.

Dry, yet smells of the sea water,

To which it belongs.

For which its heart longs.

Again I squeeze my palm tight.

Slipping, it shined in the light.

With the greed to hold on,

Tried to stop it from flowing.

But it does not stop going.

I opened the first to see,

Not much left in my hand.

It had all gone,

Despite my efforts.

Closed palm, was not its home.

It moved on, fell to the ground

Happy to be with the same kind around.

Did I lose it?

Did it never belong to me?

Or did I have the right to stop it?

It never stopped anyway.

Now again,

I have some sand.

Gathered in my hand.

I don’t close my palm,

But observe how slowly it slipped.

There was no hurry,

And the grains were at ease.

 I knew I can only watch on,

The gracious move of it flow down.

But cannot hold on to it.

I smiled, and it was true.

We cannot hold on,

To things which are meant to move.

My palm so soft,

Most of it was gone by now.

What was it that the sand contained?

May be time, I thought,

As I let go the ones that remained.

At times when I was alone

At times when I was alone,

Nobody be in my side.

You were the one, who approached me,

You were the one who ebbed the tide.

Whenever I felt sad,

Whenever I felt I would cry,

You were the comforter,

Yours was the shoulder asking me to give it a try.

You were the one, who made me feel at ease,

For there were times when I felt alone.

Whenever I met with a road block,

You suggested that it was a stepping stone.

Today I regret having hurt you,

Today I hate myself for having caused you pain.

I don't know why I did it; I don't know why I always lose what I gain....

Awesome Message on Time

The following is really good!
Time is free, but it’s priceless. You can’t own it, but you can use it.
You cant keep it , but you can spend it. Once you have lost it you cant never get it back.

At Times

At Times

I have seen the much darker years

in my life that shone bold on me

have seen the rivers flowing by

in the wrong side it seems

but all it takes for me to stand up to you now

is your trust that keeps my love alive

At times when you talk to me

without the words that I can hear

at times you took me all wrong

all I needed you, was to stand with me strong

and make me believe, I love you for what you are

more than the riches I can own in this life without you

Somehow you got to be more inside

than any other heart I have seen

or any other world I would have been

all my words now seem to be strong enough

and make me believe, that I will love you

the rest of my life, how much it shall be

everything is on its way to somewhere

and at times I miss my way alone

my love has become a time now

and I cant make it turn back again

as true as it seems and as true as it means

the more I love you as days pass by

the more I come to know the happiness,

if you would be mine

You are more beautiful than music

your face is a poem and like a fairy flies,

you make the flowers bloom in my life

your happiness is my dream now,

and it comes true everytime you smile

By Chin