this was a poem written in the spur of a moment
a v crude poem 4 sure
n yet i am trying 2 explain of my writing...
i cudv improoved on it
but i am letting it b

all i want 2 say is a sry 2 sum1...who mite mind it........so i hope u 4give me...n yet understand y i am doin this......

UNTITILED

thr r many things
left unsaid in life
v think
wat the heck
life will go on
n thn
this time cumz
wen u dunno where 2 go...
life bcumz a box
a wall on each side
its strange...
ppl r simply gng on
as if nothin has happnd
no 1
sees tht emptiness in my eyes...
n those who do
well thy simply watch
sumtimez r helpless
n all i can tell them
the only ans 4 tht luk
is always

nothin

Untitled...... as yet

hey ppl...this introduction is simply to tell everyone that i am hardly a master in hindi
and i am absolutly not proud of that.....but yet i have tried my hand on this poem....n no i am not writing my story...in fact the whole credit of this poem goes 2 my net pal tushar mangal....i was so inspired by the pain in his poem that sumhow.....like a human bond i could relate 2 his pain...not coz i'v gone thru it...but just because i do have an idea how it feels....so thnx tush....i hope u will excuse the errors in the poem...and if i have misused ne word ne where(ie...not put the correct word due 2 misinterpretation of the meaning)...kindly point it out 2 me........thnks ppl




ek pal na baat karu aapse
toh intahaan lagti hai
yeh tanhaai yeh bebaspana
nasur lagti hai

zindagi ka maksad
kho jata hai
ek sapne ki tarah
uska har ek pal uska har ek lamha

yeh jo waqt beet gaya
mere saath us tanhaayi ko bhi le gaya
woh ek sahara us yaad ka
jo tum mujhse cheen na sake

sochti hun ki shayad
yeh ek daur hai
par aur kitna lamba
aur kitna intezaar

bahut bebas hun main abhi
yeh jaan kar tum
woh pyaari muskaan
na rok paaoge

haan le lo tum bhi
in aasuon ka mazaa
inme kya khali pan hai
yeh tum na jaan paoge

haste raho tum
yeh dua hai meri
to kya ki inki kimat
kuch ashko se hi puri hojaye

hasi to shayaad mujhe hi aa jati
agar yeh pal do pal hi hote
shyaad phir main sab bhul jaati
agar yeh pal do pal hi hote

zindagi jati dikhayi de rahi hai mujhko
par gam bas iska hai
ki ek karan tumhari muskaan ka
shayad kabhi ab waapis na aayega

To a friend...

Lifes beautiful my dear
I hope u realise that
And life is tender sweet
And life is kind

Hurt not yourself so
And give life a chance
Let love come to you
And fear it not

For lord has bestowd on you
A gift so dear
And left it to you
To nuture and care for it

This is not meant to be
Simply a poem
Nor an advice
Nor a speech

Just a humble request
To some one kind
A person who deserves
A beautiful life

Judge god not
By the pains he sent
But by all the love you got
And all the care

Be not bitter
Be not sad
For life is a journey
And love is the path

Thats all I want to say my dear
I hope you know that I do care
For I wish you would give life another chance
And love yourself

Embrace god my friend
And allow others to enter
For there maybe someone waiting
Who would give and live just for you

just another face in the crowd

my hands tremble to touch you
just this one time
and my eyes search for yours
longing for you to look at me

you walk past me
grinning to yourself
and i am left ignored
unnoticed unseen unheard
simply being...
just another face in the crowd

i loved you..

i saw you smiling at me...
i loved you
you came and talked to me...
i loved you
i saw you many a times...
i loved you
you joked with me....
i loved you
you came to terms of making fun...
i loved you
i argued with you....
yet,i loved you
i abused you and i dont know why......
but still, i loved you
mercilessly you broke my heart.....
and...
i loved you

On Death...

He held my hand
as firm as can be
and i looked at him
looked straight into the eyes
those eyes which said so much
those eyes crazy with emotion
i could see the pain, the passion, the anger

he fought back the tears
his manhood could not permit
he looked at me with love

i was in pain
not becaus of the wounds on me
but,
to see my love
so helpless and weak
knew that his powers
could not win
against the enemy
who would seperate
our physical touch forever

my whole life flashed past me
i was smiling
thankful to god
for letting me spend
my last moments with my beloved

my eyes were focused on him
and his on me
no words were said
but a lot was understood
i knew our soul was one
and i would be
forever with him

blurred,
his face was dissappearing
like the light dying down
slowly into the night
slowly into the night...

On Love...

I would love
To turn back time
And stay with you,
Asking the time to be still,
Forever this way.
Oh! I so miss the touch you had
The slightest movement of my hair,
Your breath made.
I smile,
I wanted you forever.
Jealousy took over me.
And,
It was reserved for those few
who were so close to you.
Closer than me,
My love...

I wish I were....

I wish I were....
The song in your heart
Your light in the dark
The pen in your hand
The dirt on your band
The sand n your feet
The bed where you sleep
The ball which you play
Both night and day
The tear in your eye
Your lips when you smile
The car which you drive
The book which you thrive
The dream that you see
A flower if you were the bee
The breeze that touches you
The love you feel for few
The watch that you wear
The paper you tear
The sunlight trapped in your hair
I simply dont care
Whatever I become
You should always be there

Unfulfilled

There I lay by your side
You brush my hair
Your fingers send a shiver down my spine
I hold my breath
When you look at me
And tease me with those eyes
Then you get up and go away
Leaving me empty deep inside
I smile weakly
Then learn to laugh
Without the twinkle in my eyes
I have no reason to be hurt
You had made me no promise
Yet those are a girl’s foolish dreams
And I am no exception
Though mine would be unfulfilled it seems

The Unicorn

There she stands;
For all to behold
Her Majesty, an invisible crown
Her skin so white
Shown in the darkest night
Her eyes like a diamond foun.

The swish of the tail
The shake of her mane
And a horn by light aglow
For all in awe
Of innocence so raw
And magic in the silver flow

For nere were there
A more wondrous sight
A majestic silhouette by the moon
Then darkness fell,
So black a night,

But…
A moment too soon
A moment too soon

To You, Oh Woman

Hush my love, do not speak
And let the time be still
For let me drink your exquisite beauty
And enchantingly be intoxicated by it

Oh how you blush by my embrace
Such innocence
Such grace
Thus none can decline
What’s rightfully mine
And go so fully insane

Those deep blue eyes, those soft pink lips
Are mine to explore
For I want to paint you into the depths
To the canvas of my hearts core

Have you come my love straight from heaven
Or are you a child
Nature hath made so pure
Answer me my love
How are you so handsome
That angels sing your praises
At the heaven’s door

The twinkle in your eyes
The smile on your lips
And that whisper of my name
That tender touch, leaves a pain such
That a nymph would be ashamed

Promise me, Pride of Venus
That you would never leave me for more
For Gods would make
No other so Belle
As the world could not have
Another Kohinoor.

Choices

We all live a small life
Much decisions on our shoulders
Some a burden while some for fun
But not friendship
No, not at all
Come let me take you into a fantasy
A dream like one you’ve never seen
Just close your eyes and listen to me

Can you hear the Lark?
Can you hear the Cuckoo?
Can your hear the Nightingale sing
A melancholy song
Of a story not so long
For the sands of time to bring

Listen carefully my dear
For there is a lesson to be learnt
Don’t judge so soon
You may be wrong
And hurt yourself in return

It was a bright bright day
Silence
Not a sound to be heard
No noise made
All were present
Man, beast and bird
No one moved
They simply stood and watched

Then came a far, far off cry
Of pain of hurt
And a sob and a sigh
For all watched a tortured soul
Tormented hurt and die.

There he was on his knees
Begging, pleading
For those who he took as his friends
Used him, hurt him
Then let their friendship come to an end

“Why?” he asked, “Why?” he cried.
“How had the bond been broken
Hadn’t it been made by chains of love so strong?
Or was it of mere selfishness
A weak thread, a token”

“A proof, a mark, deep inside
To scorn me of my foolish pride
So sharp the tongue
That hurt my soul
I cannot run I cannot hide”

No more could he stand the pain
A laugh, a cry, a blend of both.
But none could work
None to ease the pain
None to ease the hurt.

Blinded by the tears
Of shame, of fury
He then struck a blow
A fist came down on him later
And then there were more

Blow by blow came down upon him
Those very hands
Those very hands
One’s which had calmed the hurt he got
Were opening those wounds
With added salt.

Thus he fainted
Bloodless, lifeless
Calm and still
Writhing insides now empty, now void
Still not a soul moved
Still not a soul moved

“Why is it dark?
Has the night set in?
Or am I dead,
And gone to heaven
Maybe hell for such a sin.”

“Nay my friend,
You still reside on earth
You have your soul
Your body is healing.
But, forgive me my friend
To hurt you and torment your mind
For I have to tell you
That your vision has gone friend
That you are blind.”

A tear falls and then another
For yet the burden was augmented
The voice was known
Too known to ignore
For to ignore was what he wanted

The voice was familiar
The tone was not
Yet how could it be so?
His friends had turned evil
His friends had turned bad
And the voice….

The voice was of a foe

Of Depression

Unhealed sadness
Doth flows in each vein
Untold sorrow,
Unknown pain.

Where of it came from
I know not
How long tis would stay?
Whence the end would be brought?

There are no tears
There is no sigh
Yet tis ache persists
And a want to cry

And a shadow doth lingers
Not far apart
And unspoken questions

Doth pierce my heart
Oh thoust walls
I beseech thee
For let me fly
A soul so free

A silent goodbye
Needn’t be strung
For I would depart
Unnoticed unheard unsung

YOU SHOULD'VE TOLD

Walked hand in hand
Reciting A-B-C
Never left each other
That close were we


Then we grew up
Passed through different walks of life
Kept in touch
But neither could we talk
Nor meet much.

Then came that beautiful life
Where both he and me
Each had a date
Smiling at each other
Looking through the arms of another

Time just passed
And I realized something
Something that truly deeply
Hurt from within

He slowly started seeming to be
Much more than a friend to me
I really wanted him
But waited for him to speak
Soon, I thought
He never did feel the same
And I gave up

I had a mask on
Trying as much as
I could
Covering the sorrow in the bride’s eye
Looking for a face
A face familiar in the mist of strangers

There he was
Standing with the strangers
Laughing enjoying
It hurt
But I went on


Now I have wrinkles
Grandchildren playing around me
My life seeming so perfect
But the truth is known by none except…


I held his diary in my hand
And walked on
Reaching the cold land
Holding the diary
Kissed the grave
Let go my tears and said
“I know it’s too late
And I am old
But really
You should’ve told”