Voices in my head

There are voices in my head,
Some loud, some dead,
There is a silence in the moment,
And there is a burning scent..

Those voices always rhymes,
Some sings elegy, some sings chime,
A family feeding a dinner on a dime,
And the soul so sour so lime..

There are voices in my head,
Some says beer, some says bread,
A light of a cellphone, a tone of a text,
Fight for  a lost hope , wait for the next..

Those voices points to my eyes,
They ask why it cries,
The world is cold as it seems,
And the heart , loud it screams...

There are voices in my head,
Burying everything, which is not dead,
It consumed me, all over again,

I wonder what will wash that dark stain,that pain..

There are voices in my nerves,
To my languid soul, it serves,
Just like a signal from a brain,
It fades away  and drains.

There was a time I saw the hope,
I remembered a magicians rope,
You blink your eye and the trick is done,
So is the life so much undone..

There are voices in my head,
With time they spread,
As a boy i also once believed,
Life is simple, as is to be lived..

There are voices in my head,
Compulsive and dread,
There is a voice from the heart,
Its never late to start,

Those voices are calm now,
Coz I don't let them harm somehow,
One thing I learnt is to see the shining light ,
But Don't give in without a fight...
Don't give in without a fight...

"The road you rode is a tribute and an ode,
Be the person you once were, and with a big applaud.."

Written by : Uday Joshi