DREAMLAND

Tired of goodbyes...

2012-02-15T10:29:00.000-08:00

And yet again I take a bow

And yet again I make memories revisited just within

And yet again I pack up a hope

This hope...

A day...a routine...a life

A journey of daily chores

Of stability...of security..of forever...

And yet another goodbye

Yet another heartache

Another time to push some space within my heart

Yet more smiles...yet more people

Yet more hellos..but why..

For once again I'd just say goodbye...

And I searched...

2011-11-14T00:12:00.000-08:00

I need to talk to you now

Where the hell are you

I’ve looked and looked and looked some more

But everywhere I turn

You just aren’t there

I am alone right now

I need you to hear me out

I need you to hear me

Listen, just listen

But I’ve looked around and your just not there

I’ve looked for you through my friends

I thought you were there

And then I looked at him searching for you

But I faced despair

Never found you

Where are you, who are you

Why can’t you be around when I think I have nowhere to turn to

Like magic just be there, no words no meanings no reasons

Just to be there to hold me and say

“It’s ok

It’s fine,

Those people are jerks

They don’t know you like I do

They don’t ever treasure that”

And each time I turn to you

You’d be there

Arms open or even across the phone

To listen, just listen, no more

Where are you, who are you

I need you so bad,

What’s your name,

What’s your number

How do I know you exist

How do I know that

That you’re really there…somewhere

Lonely

2011-10-28T08:28:00.000-07:00

Bright lights, were to be outside,

Smiles, laughter

BAM! a moment's silence,

Soon laughter was to be echoed even more.

Moments to celebrate,

wishes, magic

And here I lie in the dark

For those to wish seem so far

For those lights too distant

And so I keep lying,

Quiet, not a sound

And in that moment I feel so alone

It shouldn't have been like this,

Not anymore

I've been far away, far too long

I should be with those closest to me

For soon, new ones would come along

And then it would be so very different, new

Nothing the same, no face I'd know

Just like today, I'd be alone once more

And yet somehow, I've survived this day

A haunted whisper of tomorrow

But then I'd have no choice

I had one now.

So why those sounds seem so far away

So far, so still.

Come back, take me.

I so miss you.

Come back, take me.

Oh please take me away....

Not so Abstract...!!

2011-08-09T06:41:00.001-07:00

six feet of muscle..
gripped by a single sheet of steel...
held in tight, just 2 inches..
restricted freedom...
a cross of chains..
steel over steel...
cold hard intersections..
2inches has friends...
one hundred of them with him...
the muscle ripped pulled...
but friends dont break off so easy..
they need to be pried cradled...
keyed...
each had its own key...
all but one...
ninety nine, recounted...
time, there was too much of it...
mocking him to pry each...
knowing one wont...
and what if the culprit was 2 inches...
too much time...
floating, prying, working...
what if with time..
friends departed...
but 2 inches, all alone...
cold harder...
weakening the muscle, mocking, teasing...
there was too much time...

Without a wish...

2011-04-23T08:47:00.000-07:00

And ever so softly everything shuts down
The ringing ceases, the smiles, the frown
For what is left is but a gap unknown
From where it came
And from where it’s shown
For amongst the hopes, and amongst the wishes
I think I won’t draw them up again
For each day it crushes
Aloft, so softly it hushes
For we can’t say so
And they?
No, they would never know.

Thank you for the

The Thursday Poets Rally Week 42 Perfect Poet Award.

I also would like to take this opportunity to introduce a new blogger..

Michael

WELCOME!!

The final fall..

2011-04-01T08:14:00.001-07:00

Look, look

How he sees upon her face

He lost. woe

His last born, his Cordelia

Surrounded with strewn bodies

Across the foul, the dainty

For she lived off her life of love, so full

Yet so half

All befallen

All anew

For hath the good but survived

Not knowing what it was to loose

No drop of tear shall have fallen

Tween the world of the Cristian, the Jew

And he the father slain

So love, so lost

For she who was loved, lost to all

For she who had none, hath yet all

With mad men and blind men and treason

Hath each befall

The foulest doth be forgotten

Farewell adieu, sweet girl

But..

Don't fret

For soon

I follow...

Just a thought..

2011-03-29T01:17:00.001-07:00

people come and go in your life...

but do you know where to draw the line at?

do you know who is in and who isn't?....

do you know who should be led only so far?...

the day you've mastered this...

...is the day you would cease to exist

Tongue twister (Part 3)

2011-03-26T11:46:00.000-07:00

Misfit Miss Fish

Miss Fish was a misfit

Misfit little Miss Fish was

Well misfit Miss Fish wasn't a fit fish

So other fit fish fished Miss Fish off...

Tongue twister (Part 2)

2011-03-26T10:37:00.000-07:00

This one is dedicated to my friend Suji Wuji Duji (Sujith) coz he thought the one before wasn't much of a tongue twister...plus he gave me the words "chicken and kitchen" to work on..so here are 2 tongue twisters the second one was preferred over the first though :P...

so to suji...

If i have your permission

Just shut up and listen...

1). Is that chicken in the kitchen

but kitchen's out of chicken

I smell chicken in the kitchen

how can kitchen smell of chicken

when no chicken entered the kitchen

2). How do I choose

between a kitchen and a chicken

if new kitchen, no chicken

if cute chickens, no kitchen

kitchen or chicken

chicken or kitchen

But not

kitchen with chicken

chicken with kitchen

Tongue twister...

2011-03-24T12:18:00.000-07:00

A couple of couples are coupled together...

A couple of couples that coupled so sure...

A couple of couples so coupled in love...

That each couple of couples just coupled s'more....

Questions

2011-03-13T10:20:00.000-07:00

how can you feel lonely surrounded by a houseful of friends?

how can you feel lonely knowing someone far away is thinking of you in every breath?

how can you feel lonely when your family hopes and wants you as whoever you are?

how can you feel lonely, so alone amidsts a crowd?

how can you feel lonely when there is so much you need to do?

how can you feel lonely when you live a life most see from afar and smile?

how can you feel lonely knowing that your dreams could be just handed to you?

how can you feel lonely,

how can you be lonely at all?

Will you help us...??

2010-12-23T00:42:00.000-08:00

Excuse me sir, will you please listen to me
I've been hungry for too long
And all I've wanted is nothing more than to belong

Belong to all those others walking past me
Thier eyes averted
Longing looks untouched
And those who look back pity me but wont respond...

For my hunger doesnt seem real to you
It wont
You have seen so many being fooled, so many wronged
I don't blame you sir

Do go on your journey
But try and see if you could help us
We couldn't grow up like you sir
Thats where we went wrong

We haven't had a choice sir
No one ever gave it to us
But now we are trying
Will you help us sir??

Will you just work a little more sir
We won't need your money
Just a morsel of food
Just the satisfaction that this one night
We won't feel that pain so deep within us.

Will you help us maam?
You look really pretty with those beautiful earrings
Each droplet reminds me of amma's tears
For every single time my baby sister cries out of hunger

She doesnt know it yet you know
She will learn
But I wish I could change that
Will you help us...??

(It's not so easy I know...for all those low lives who've made us turn a blind eye to the true sufferers....well all I can say is carry some food in your car whenever you go out...something they can consume directly..something that won't be handed over to all those who make money out of our countries straving future...

...and then there is Akshaya Patra

Details of how the work is done to prepare food for 1,253,266 children, please visit:

http://www.akshayapatra.org/

For donations go to:

http://www.akshayapatra.org/individual-donors )

Unspoken

2010-12-22T00:09:00.000-08:00

Lifes so good all seems alright
then why does this voice inside cry out
a fear, a dread
an unneeded hope that history would repeat itself

for if it isnt hope what could that be
a want to destroy all that goes well into dust
a brew bubbling beneath
the mind looking for a release

unchain it the voice screams
but that would destroy all
the peace the love

so why o why
should I hope to destroy
an answer no more
an answer no less

for life is flashing back
is it that I seem to have begun enjoying that
those bruises within which no one could see

A fire within
a decade or more

To where I belong...

2010-11-03T00:23:00.000-07:00

From the way she looked at me

From the way she smiled

Her eyes held trust

For I know with the way she spoke...

Come hither and let me show you the way

Tarry no more

Let me show you how much I've needed you

How much my room seems empty cos you never came

And so I followed

A gleam of knowledge

Along with a wandering thought

I could see the joy in her eyes

For it all but said

I know you can make everything better

And so she led me to her room

Such trusting hands

Such delicate fingers

What lay ahead sent a tingle down my spine

It had been so long

But I knew I could make it beautiful

And so there she lay

Waiting to be carved

Waiting for me to complete her, mold her

My rose, darling rose..

But first the bitter part

That'll be 50 dollars for the bed ma'am !!!

For the want of a smile..away from the dream....

2010-10-17T20:29:00.000-07:00

I've stayed away so long...

Let me go home..

I've been away...

Unattached to whats always been mine

But what may never again be...

Let me go home now..

I've grown old and selfish

A fear of crying under the shower...

A fear of not bringing those close closer..

If not now...

It'll be too late..

My visions scare me

I had a dream..

I have to go home now..

How long has it been...

For every change in this world...

2010-09-21T11:21:00.000-07:00

Choose carefully my dear

For your place in the world

Once taken doesn't change

For change is hard

The mind, the souls across you

Would never quite know how to

Would you do otherwise?

It’s not so easy my love

It’s not so simple

To change their minds

It happens

Yes

But first you would have to fight

Only if you think it’s worth my darling

For not in those minds

There would be one of yours

For if your teary my child

My precious

Each smile would be seen

Each whoop pondered upon

Would you think her mad?

And yet

It’s not just they

They, who don’t choose to laugh

For in this wide stage that bears you sweetheart

A jester would always be a jester….

The ‘JEE’-Club

2010-07-26T23:39:00.001-07:00

And this is Aashi,
Have you met her?
She’s been with us a while.
And though she isn’t quite eligible
We’ve figured she’d fit in alright.

With all the world of letters surrounding,
And all the wit galore,
We’ve been around her for sometime now
She joins us with amore.

Of course there have been others
Those groups so fine and young
But we know she’d stay around for a while now
If not a-longer more.

Of books, with books, for books
For that’s our motto so strong
We jabber we curse just like you
And yet you’d never be quite so sure.

For had there been any more of us
It would not have been so fair
On subjects such as mathematics
Or chemistry or environmental care

So who are we you wonder
And we won’t quite so blame you
For had you known that for certain
You’d have been joining us too.

smoldering thunder: a fire a rage

2010-07-25T23:33:00.000-07:00

you were to be the young one,
you were to be for care
you were to be nutured and loved
you were to be forgiven, to be spared

and then you grew
and grew some more
and yet so young you were
that strength of mind
so weak you were
so strong elsewhere i know

you grew to be
am not too sure
but yet i did not fear
for wise i was
or so i thought
you needed the helping hand

you grew again
scared enough, and poison it became
the poison grew from where i no not
but it kept going through
we fought things for better
we forgot so much for you

and yet again you grew

but the crack of bone
and the crack of more
with each
a growing fear
and so that hate that swells so fast
and an anger so strong, so helpless

there i stand so old now
for the thunder smolders within

a tear falls...

that and...

no more.

I Am The Child

2010-07-16T04:55:00.000-07:00

I am the child who cannot talk.

You often pity me: I see it in your eyes.
You wonder how much I am aware of .... I see that as well.
I am aware of much.... whether you are happy or sad or fearful, patient or impatient, full of love and desire, or are just doing your duty by me.
I marvel at your frustration, knowing mine to be far greater for I cannot express myself nor my needs as you do.
You cannot conceive my isolation, so complete it is at times.
I do not gift you with clever conversation, cute remarks to be laughed over and repeated,
I do not give you answers to your everyday questions, responses over my well-being, sharing my needs, or comments about the world around me.
I do not give you rewards as defined by the world's standards.... great strides in developments that you can credit yourself;
I do not give you understanding as you know it,
What I give you is so much more valuable..... I give you instead opportunities.
Opportunities to discover the depth of your character, not mine; the depth of your love, your commitment, your patience, your abilities;
the opportunity to explore your spirit more deeply than you imagined possible.
I drive you further than you would ever go on your own, working harder, seeking answers to your many questions, creating questions with no answers.
I am the child who cannot talk.

I am the child who cannot walk.
The world sometimes seems to pass me by.
You see the longing in my eyes to get out of this chair, to run and play like other children.
There is much you take for granted.
I want the toys on the shelf, I need to go to the bathroom, Oh I've dropped my spoon again.

I am dependent on you in these ways.
My gift to you is to make you aware of your fortune our healthy back and legs, your ability to do for yourself.
Sometimes people appear not to notice me, I always notice them.
I feel not so much envy as desire, desire to stand upright, to put one foot in front of the other, to be independent. I give you awareness.
I am the child who cannot walk.

I am the child who is mentally impaired.
I don't learn as easily, if you judge me by the world's measuring stick.
What I do know is the infinite joy in the simple things.
I am not burdened as you are with the strife's and conflicts of a more complicated life.
My gift to you is to grant you the freedom to enjoy things as a child, to teach you how much your arms around me mean, to give you love.
I am the child who is mentally impaired.

I am the disabled child.
I am your teacher. if you allow me, I will teach you what is really important in life.
I will give you and teach unconditional love.
I gift you with my innocent trust, my dependency upon you, I teach you of respect for others and their uniqueness.

I teach you about how very precious this life is and about not taking things for granted.
I teach you about forgetting your own needs and desires and dreams.
I teach you about giving.
Most of all I teach you hope and faith.
I am the disabled child.

- Author unknown

this was a beautiful piece I came across while browsing through the internet...i rarely add poems which aren't by me but this poem hit me right across my heart....its the simplicity that got me...i just hope it touched you as much...

somewhere in between....

2010-07-10T21:47:00.000-07:00

i tried to write a poem for you...a few lines tumbled out

but then i stopped, for the words never came...i felt helpless, left out

for hurt i was and so in love

for i didnt know so much.

i shouldve been sure, and sure i am

and yet there...

lies within somewhere

a fear,

a fear? no not so much....

a draught....

BOP THE BUNNY

2010-06-30T21:29:00.000-07:00

Bop the bunny learning A-B-C
A for apple
B for bee
He ate the apple
He touched the bee
The bee stung Bop
And said
"He...Hee"

lol...a lil rhyme i wrote for my masi who teaches kindergarten kids :)

Just a bigger box

2010-04-09T01:32:00.001-07:00

A new beginning

A new time

New people

A new start

And yet again

A brush of the ‘has been’

Tints the present

And yet again

It seems

Back again to those times

Times I ran away from

A new beginning?

Never

Just an extension of time

2010-03-11T04:17:00.000-08:00

So pure, so beautiful,

Every syllable takes you back

To a childhood far bygone

A memory, a treasure

A moment, a song

For where would you find that innocence,

That choice to belong

And as the sun does set,

Each and every day

A past is born, to hold for long

When the present hurts in an unexpected way...

You can go back

Just close your eyes

And play that music again

That with which you wove your dreams

And a future so bright, so strong

Go back to that time to remind yourself

Of the journey and not the race

And if a tear does fall,

Cherish it,

For you've been a child once again...

To an unknown friend..

2010-02-28T09:48:00.000-08:00

I don’t know you

Not even a hi

And yet the soul feels empty

And a wish to sigh

You existed

You were so young

So lost so alone

Moments unstrung

Something wasn’t right

Something hurt so hard

Was that why the decision

This drifting apart

Was it so tough?

Your life, your love?

Was there no one?

Were there too many?

What’s the point now?

Can’t question

Life moves on

You could’ve given time a chance

But you chose

And left a void

To those who never knew you

To those who knew you so well

And I hear a cry

Somewhere across these walls

Wails

Unmoving

For what could touch

Emptiness...

6 degrees of separation...

2010-02-25T01:17:00.000-08:00

those words that weave through time...

those friends that stay beyond...

those moments remembered till eternity...

those memories forming the eternal bond...

the 6 of us....begin a journey...its been not too long...and yet these are a few memories...strengthening us...binding us forever...through this song...

Its the random thoughts and the unspoken bond

The broken strings and yet the attached cello-tapes

The running between rooms or the fleeting glimpses

Its the six degrees of separating separations...

(Polo)

It’s the drinking and the puking

It’s cheering for every grade

It’s a celebration, it’s a memory

It’s more than just a passing phase...

(AaJoe)

Its the fights and differences

its about being smitten by each others enthusiasm

its the varying wavelengths of attitude

but mainly about balancing the rhythm of friendship

(AnuG)

It’s the kisses and the misses

It’s the group studies and the gossips

It’s the eating and then walking

It’s the separation which always ends in meeting again

(Teddy)

its the tea in the mess and 'n' number of glasses,

the rumage for the seats for lunch and for classes,

Its the fights, the laughs, the claps and Shanghai

Its the 6 degrees entwined in the "Us" and the "I".

(Mango)

its the bread&mayo n hot water bags

the 500bucks per head n personalised surprises

its the american pies n dominoes fever

the separating every second n uniting forever...

(Debo)

LOYALTY? LOVE!!

2010-02-22T23:21:00.000-08:00

You come to me with questions in your eyes
And a hope that all is alright
You come for a promise, a promise of tomorrow
A puzzle no need to answer
I panic
Am so sorry
Forgive me
For not doing you right
For not knowing like you always do
And yes you tried
I know
Gently pushing me the right way
And yet I was blind
Angry, I was hurt
Maybe it was the shattered trust, those splinters
Pinched, right across my heart
I knew then, maybe
But I knew it’s too late
And yet I try
I try to cover that pitiful distance
To break those threads
Oh that sweet precious water
Why!!
Alas,
Forgive me
I should’ve known...

The past..

2010-01-20T10:05:00.000-08:00

There is so much I want to hang on to
And yet I know those moments have passed
So why do I try and turn back time
When I truly want the present to last

I look back now and I feel alone
For joy, it did but just start
I held it too early, held it too close
For it left too soon, so far apart

And now I live amidst pleasure
A world so filled with love
So why pines my heart
And sighs, and grieves
For those moments that just might have been

Sometimes...

2010-01-20T08:58:00.000-08:00

Sometimes someone means so much to you
Sometimes it shouldn’t be like that
Sometimes someone shouldn’t be cared for so much
Sometimes you’d rather forget

Sometimes someone hurts you so bad
Sometimes the hate hurts so much
Sometimes hate never quite goes away
Sometimes care seems too stubborn and stays

Sometimes moments don’t quite leave your head
The good memories and the bad
For how I hate after all these years
Sometimes it’s because, somewhere I still care…

A walk alone...

2009-11-27T12:15:00.000-08:00

And here I am
Walking down the street
Alone...

A chill rushing through my skin
A moment passing by
Fleeting...

And yet
I know...

For no lonely soul
Would ever look for me among their midst

And fear would not know how...

For as I walk this road alone
A mind walks with me
Beside me
With each step I take
Until the end...

Just friends....

2009-09-14T12:30:00.000-07:00

Tis best to be a friend of all
And then to be a friend of none
Thus no one does hurt
No, not even yourself

For people come and people go
And one makes friends
And one makes Friends
But let them be as they are
Don't complicate, don't reciprocate.

For there would be despair
And much disappointment
So why venture there
Where the end is all but happiness...

The mistake I made...

2009-09-11T14:31:00.000-07:00

I am the fool I always knew I was
I had seen it coming
For I took their advice
Day and night
And yet knew it wasn’t right

For I trusted my friends
And the world
And my family and my love
I hung on to their thoughts
And I believed in their words

Don’t get me wrong
They do love me
And I know they did their best
But what I did not know
Or refused to believe
Was the simple fact of being me

For in the past
And in the present
And in the future that holds tempting delights
We have all made and will make
But one small err
Of not trusting ourselves enough to make a mistake…

just a line i scribbled..

2009-08-11T07:34:00.000-07:00

and so he leaves me hanging on a lurch.....for wat have i dun to earn such wrath..i know not....for am i guilty of something...for have i commited a crime....y silent sweet luv..anwer me...what harm have i caused thee...tht u soo poorly hurt thy maiden ..who awaits u with luv laden...her eyes await thee and her lips pray...for u would be forever with her someday....

To be a friend...

2009-07-24T13:53:00.000-07:00

Say it now
Take it slow
For the moment is yours
And so am I

Don’t fret
You wont be called crazy
Trust me
I will listen

I know it isn’t easy
I know you’ve been confused
But say it
For am here for you

Don’t run away now
I am here
And I believe you
And I know your no fool

Was it so difficult to say that
Or did I ask of too much
From a friend I knew since eternity
From a friend I called my own

Or was I just wrong
In calling you a friend
In thinking you’d understand
In knowing you loved me

For friends don’t judge
For friends believe
For friends love and trust
All that you are
And all they know you can be...

Sympathy Love

2009-02-07T09:36:00.000-08:00

I don’t want your sympathy love
I thought you loved me for me
But in that case why those demands
When I ask you what is it that you love in me
You say you don’t know
You said that something clicked
Wow nice to know I am an electric gadget that works
Or was I a challenge
A puzzle you felt you wanted to solve
If you saw so many faults in me
Why did u cum in the first place
I would’ve been happy to stay friends
Y do u get this close then hurt me in turn
I know my weakness
You don’t have to throw it at my face
Where is that time when talking to you
Left a glow in my face….
Where is that moment when life seemed perfect?
I never wanted anyone this close
Yet again to hurt me
I thought you won’t
Thanks for proving me wrong
Thanks again for your sympathy love

Coming home....

2009-02-02T00:23:00.000-08:00

and i am on my way back
back to the place i call home
for i had wandered far far away
from my cozy hearth
that which i love
that where i was destined by birth

for though my aching heart
reached out for a loving hand
for so long i did find
not a place nor a shelter
where i felt needed as i am

i was loosing this battle
a battle called life
i felt defeated, alone
life had mocked at me too oft
for those close never did understand
the others in comfert, aloft

but it was i who errd
for i ran from where i had alwys been
thus a foolish wanderer
who forgot to look within
for the light that guides had never left
and thus my true journey begins

the pathway alas still stretches far wide
yet not the horizon that it always seemed
for i can feel its warmth
and understand its song
A place for me to be
A place where i belong

The Last Flight

2008-12-06T02:15:00.000-08:00

And I see a bright light

So far, far away
And my wings spread
Through the rubble, through the dirt
I push so hard
I fight with blood
Faster, faster
The lights there
And through the pain
And through the hurt
I carry my babies
My love, my family
To a land with abundant happiness
Where pain ceases to exist
Almost there.....Yes!

A bell rings not so far away
A knell, a calling
And here I lie through the rubble
And the dust
The blood and the muck
My broken wings
Nothing
And not one chirrup
My babies, none

Alas the light

Adieu, Adieu...

A love note...

2008-12-03T01:32:00.000-08:00

As life takes you to eternity...
A journey so long...
A hand to hold on....
What better than that of a friend...
What better than that of yours...
A friend, my lover with whom i have no secrets...
With whom forever seems like a walk by the seashore
With each pebble a memory...
Where each wave of problems is enough to wet us but not drown...
And through it all...
You hold on to me so tight
So that even if I slip u wont let me hurt...
Love you...

Taking it to the next level....

2008-04-25T02:51:00.000-07:00

letting go may be the answer
to that question i ask myself every moment

but thats it isnt it
we cant seem to let go
for a stupid word fear
keeps cuming back to haunt us

what happend to that fizz i wonder...
and yet...

for every love song i hear
and for all those moments
i surrender to sweet oblivion
you alwys seem to exist

real enuf to feel
true enuf to love

or were u alwys a true fren
but i simply let you u dig in too deep

these lines are very roughly written...just a thot......but i thto id write them here nonetheles.......lets see if i can work upon it............ :)

That angelic devil

2008-01-16T16:03:00.000-08:00

as her dark lashes rest upon her cheeks aglow
as she smirks under that cute little tiny nose
as her lips part oh just so slightly
And touches her tongue, just for that special effect.

her fingers holds on to yours ever so slightly
yet you feel so helpless you cant let go
her tender touch makes you want to hug her
but you fear you'd crumble that delicate frame.

you look deep into her big bright eyes
magnetically holding on to you as if till eternity
for even when they close, the effect stays
your eyes cant leave her face and those lids do nothing to help you part

shes simply beautiful, so innocent, so pure
and yet you know, an evil grin may just be underneath
far away where no sane mind could reach
and try as we may, we cant fight this charm

we are but a bunch of helpless warriors
in love with this angelic devil
We think we are armed with our unwavering wit
but her form simply lures us without fail

oh this uncrowned queen knows just the right moves
a cry on her lips conjures one and all from places afar
but with a gurgle and with a coo and that elegent little sway
even he with a heart of stone shall have no opt but to sigh and stay

Holding out to a star...

2008-01-02T23:37:00.000-08:00

Please help comfort her
She' holding out for you
An unsaid plea on her lips
She trusts u soo much
And yet she has inner desires
Assure her, love her
She misses it so
Tell her those fears are baseless
She knows but needs to be told
She has soo much to say
And so much has been left unsaid
An inner sob she hopes you hear
Feel her need and help her out
It's been a long time
And again she needs to know....

Of Depression

2007-12-09T15:36:00.000-08:00

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

I know I have posted this poem way before. But since then it was not noticed i am reposting it. Also Ikinda feel wierd of not doing anything in my blog. I hope you enjoy this poem too.

Like a girl again...

2007-10-03T01:29:00.000-07:00

And then I felt like a girl again
And then I felt so very innocent
As the raindrops sprayed across my body
Silently engulfing me into ecstasy.
As the wind blew across my face
Wrapping itself amidst my soft curls
I stare at the sun so hazy
And my heart stops short
A blush creeps in ever so slowly
Gently caressing my cheeks so soft
My clothes cling onto each curve so lovingly
As if leaving a gentle kiss from heaven above
And then I wondered
And then I wished
If only I could hold the wind to my bosom
And never let it go
If only I could ask the sun to stop winking
As if it could read my mind
If only I could hide behind those dark dark clouds
And never come out
But alas I know tis but all in this foolish little head of mine
And yet nothing could’ve felt more right
And yet nothing could’ve felt more true
Than this bittersweet way I felt
Just like a girl once again
As fresh and as young as the morning dew…

Angry ramblings..

2007-09-13T21:51:00.000-07:00

i seriously thot aftr i had posted this poem....should i really let this show here.....u knw wat i mean..but somehow wen i read it again aftr i cooled down i kinda liked the rawness n the intensity in the poem so i am letting it be :)

hope u cud go thru the poem without getting dazed as to wth is happnin.. :P

Lifes funny u knw
Many tyms one hides the truth and many times runz away from it..

Have u ever fot for ur ryt??..............................
Been hurt in the process??..
Sumtyms its just not abt wat u see on the surfce ..
Mabe the object we fyt for..isnt wat we really desire..
Its our pride and our ryt we fyt for.

Irony is these fyts dnt happn with strangers..
Sometyms we get hurt by our own
Who ruthlessly..irrationally try and snatch wat is ours..

We share..
We care..
But then y do v stay togrthr…
If all we do is fyt over a mere object..
It was my fault partially…
For it wasn’t for the object I desired ..
It was a fyt for my pride…..
A tear is dying to come out..
A jeer looks ryt at me..
But I knw and I am brave..

It doesn’t flow..
It stays…
And then I jeer back..
Gotcha u creep..
I hit him whr it hurts the most..
I work on his weakness…his worse fear…
Yeh I behaved lyk a sadist… it felt nice..
Him physically…I gave it bk mentally
And he looses…he knws tht
But the scars remains..
And tht tear finally flows………..

So who wins????

To mum with love...

2007-07-19T10:37:00.000-07:00

An angel thou art
Beauty personified
Those gentle fingers
Those soulful eyes

A smile so gorgeous
A touch so soft
A prayer on thy lips
And answers aloft

Thy kiss so loving
Thy love so pure
Our pain in thine eyes
Thou so bravely endure

And a hug so warm
And a faith so deep
And a whisper to god
No fears to weep

And a life so unconditional
And a caress to assure
Of thy love and thy being
Of those unpaid gifts galore

A balm for each heart
A kiss for each tear
Our gift from heaven
To shield each fear

Then why do we hurt thou
And make thy cry
So ruthless, so cruel
But still not a sigh

And yet thy loves
And yet thy cares
And hopes and wishes
And add us to thy prayers

Oh, why art thou so gentle
Oh why so kind
Thou could go so much further
And leave us all behind

Holding my hands so gently
Thou then doth sighs
With that twinkle so lovely
In thine lovely eyes

Thoust uttered not a word
And yet said so much
Those gentle eyes told it all
Along with that gentle touch

And so thy stand
My mentor, my guide
To lead us all to eternity
My mater, our pride.

SHIMMERING HORIZON (Dusk or Dawn)

2007-07-04T03:47:00.000-07:00

A promise I had made to myself
A promise that now I broke
I thought I would have kept to it
But alas it wasn’t to be so
For yet again I let things go far
And yet again I trusted so much
But the past still haunts
Of the faults I had made
Of the choices I had picked
Of those memories of gore

And with that past I so thought
I had learnt my lesson
And moved on
Gods freedom I had then denied
For the choices I had made
I had made them wrong
To choose a friend
To journey beside me all along

Then yet again I stand today
With friends for eternity
But it took time
I trusted once more and it had paid
For God has been kind
And they’ve kept by me
And I know they’ll stay

But history they say
Repeats itself
And again that question arises
You came in too fast
For I couldn’t judge you
And allowed you so soon
That space I never gave

Oh yes you’ve been there
And yes you’ve trusted too
But what can I do
Of this fear that grips
Of that doubt and that hitch
Which so wrenches my heart
And shows me that moment
Of a time I’d be helpless
Of the day I wouldn’t find you
Holding my hand till eternity
And being forever there right beside me

2007-06-28T08:47:00.000-07:00

Not a skylark in a distance
No music to precede
And yet those footsteps mingle
On a solitary rhythm,
On a single beat.

For as the moonlight dances
And as the twilight fades
A touch and a tremble
And that first sign of innocence
And that first subtle graze

So did the hearts beat faster
Like a tinkling chime
Uncertain and so scared
Yet an abundance
Of passions sublime

His look was so deep
Her eyes so shy
And a blush crept oh so softly
Like a blooming bud
With an inward sigh

And a little smirk crept
Oh so slowly yet so there
For that knowing look
And those teasing eyes
And secret moments yet to share

Choices

2007-06-22T07:01:00.000-07:00

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

hmm.... for some i guess only tush this is a really old post..which i had posted way bak...an old poem written aeons ago...i sumhow luv it..the reason i am reposting it is so that i can share it with all of you...to me my best works were my old poems...sumhow i have forgottn how to capture the same thing again....

i dont think it would have been possible for me to repost the whole lot here again...but then this is one i hope you guys did read...which of course is the case..if ur reading this :P..... its long but i luv it... i hope u did too :)

Imperfect!!!

2007-06-09T07:39:00.000-07:00

And there I stand
So aloof so apart
An uncrowned queen
With an unchained heart

So what that I am single
And what that I am alone
For there isnt a need
Nor yet a want nor a look
Of loneliness so shone

There are times I do wonder
Am i right not to give in?
But then the anwers I get
They come from deep within

Oh yes I have falterd
And yes I have sighed
And yet...
Not a tear came
Nor did a cry

For no sadness did envelope
Nor did that bittersweet crave
For a touch of a loved one
And that companionship it gave

"Look how lonely she is"
A foolish young man said
And I smiled and sailed away
On a pathway that later
I know he too will tread.

But where is Ma?

2007-06-04T19:47:00.000-07:00

I am looking very nice you know
In my new dress.
As pretty as a rose,
Ma told me so.
She thought one on my hair
Would make me look like a princess.
I cant see her now you know.
STRANGE......
She is very pretty too actually,
My Ma.
Pa really loves her a lot.
He loves me too,
Says I make him smile.
But he has tears now.
He's looking stupid actually.
STRANGE...
He was to take me and Ma to the park
But where is Ma?
I have to see her rose still.
Some funny looking man is trying to talk to me.
Why doesnt he understand?
I wanted the rose ma was getting me.
She had one too.
A white rose.
I like white roses
But ma couldnt reach the other one you know.
She needed help to get it
So I did that, I helped her.
The rose was pretty.
I have my white rose with me finally now.
But pa isnt happy.
STRANGE...

another hindi poem i wrote when i was around 13...

2007-06-03T07:16:00.001-07:00

lolzzzzzz......me gng bak memory lane...much pardon folks

gire hue ek patte ke samaan
woh bhula hua lamha phir laut aaya
aur ab woh aise aaya
jaise tehniyoon ko chodne ka naam hi nahin leta
woh kab kaise aaya
yeh toh mein nahin jaanti
lekin...
mein yeh zaroor chahungi
ki ek hawa ka jhonka aaye
aur woh usko us disha mein le chale
jahaan se woh mud ke bhi dekhe
toh mein na dikhu

Surya...

2007-06-03T07:07:00.000-07:00

another peom i was really proud about..wrote it when i was in 5th i suppose lol.....for my tution teachers daughter..she was competing for a recitation competition where the kids havta reciet thier self composed poem..so i was a ghost writer for this one.. n i guess its alryt to take back the claim as its been a while since the competition happnd..and oh btw..she won it :D..lol

surya tu kyun hai itna pyaara
taaron se bhi hai tu nyaara
cham cham cham
chamakte hai taare
tu kaise chamakta hai pyaare
surya asth jab hota hai
khidki se bahaar dekhti hun main
kehti...
surya tu aur thodi der ruk jata
toh mera yeh phul aur bhi khilkhilata...

Another ancient one...

2007-06-03T06:57:00.000-07:00

lol...well its strange you know calling my first year grad poem as ancient but so i think it is now..and funnily i am in a mood to bring back the old poems i wrote as a skul going child and a teen off to collg...well i got my hands on this somehow i dnt think it to b great and yet......y not...lol..bear with me folks i hope you wont find it too bad

here sitting alone
i shed a tear
for there being no reason at all
but yet i blamed myself
the sorrow i caused to many
known unknown
i am guilty for the tear in my mothers eye
i am guilty for the pain on my fathers face
i know it is because of me
yet i am helpless, confused, lost
and here when i come out
my friends tell me to hurry
laughing at my lazyness
for they mistook my eyes of dried sorrow
for that of healing sleep
i wish they would understand
without me telling them. i cried
i felt a pang of guilt
of trying to show my emotion
so i smiled
faking a yawn
went back to my room
and wrote these lines

hmm wierd ryt no rhymes no nothing and grammatically incomplete...and yet its unedited raw just the way i wrote it....i dunno why but i can never make myself edit my own work...

TEAR!!

2007-06-03T06:53:00.000-07:00

i just realised that i hadnt added this poem of myn newhr in this blog..strange really cos it was the one poem i held closest to my heart...considerd it my masterpiece wen i was 11..it seems kiddish now but i still love it a lot so much so that i have it by heart :)

a tear in your eye i can see
why?
is it bcoz of me
are those the soft blue eyes
that used to calm my cries
the eyes for which anyone would die
oh love why do you cry?
is it bcoz of me?
oh lord give me the key
to the solution of my love
who as gentle as a dove
cries for the land above....

ON TV....

2007-06-01T00:20:00.000-07:00

this poem was written by me and my frenz cuz. :) she hadta submit a poem on TV to the brit council..and well i kindahelped her out in it..so this is our combo work.. hope u lyk it :)

“Dear old friend I’ll be coming home to you
Hasn’t it been long since we wished adieu
I know your awaiting, are you not?
Of those little presents I promised to have brought”

But the sound at the other side
Was no less than alien, a mere snide
“You can’t come today it’s not right
For there is a show from noon till night”

“And then you know how I sleep so sound
And dream of all the thrilling shows around.
Sorry old friend for busy I am as such
Though if you want, you could join me for lunch.”

So then I agreed for I hadn’t a choice
And off I went to his house, up to that noise.
But there I met a strange sight and my heart sunk
For my friend was gaping lolling and looking all but drunk.

He spared nothing more than a glance at me
For hurt I was as he didn’t offer any tea
And also didn’t quite bother to ask me to sit
For his mind body and soul were completely hypnotized by it.

And then I realized that I had been replaced
By someone quite smart and so unclaimed
That someone seems to be quite a hit
That is so because of its great wit

Now he does not want to seem to waste his time
On a friend like me and considers it a crime
But my dear friend! Have you forgotten those days?
When the bonding between us was like those in fairytales

These things make me cry and cry a lot
I want to shatter this new friend who gave me this plot
This stupid thing, 18 inch long and 21 inch wide
Which has some silly little buttons on its right

In my anger I condemned it and did criticize
Hoping that my friend would wake up and realise
Saving a dying hope for this friendship of ours
How I wish he would see me and not those stars

But it seems my efforts wouldn’t be useful anymore
As my words of farewell have now closed the door
This birthday of mine had proved unlucky somehow
As we don’t want to see each other’s faces by now.

And this is the end of our great bond
Of a friend that I was very fond
Oh how much I had cherished this friendship
But a mere box ended this whole relationship

This stupid piece of useless junk,
Is worse than a smelly old skunk.
I can’t believe this silly old toy
Could spoil and snatch my grandest joy.

After a passage of time, finally I had come to know
When this TV was introduced to my house also
I realized that the TV bug does not spare anyone
It is addictive and engulfs all under the sun.

I just happened to be next in line to my friend
Who got glued to this silly stupid trend
For now I am just another alien who would start
Another sad story and break another heart.

On Television

2007-05-29T03:32:00.000-07:00

[One of my fav poems ever since i read it in class 8. Didnt knw it was a part of Charlie and the chocolate factory when i read it. it came as a pleasent shok when i did find that fact out :) ]

The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --
Or better still, just don't install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we've been,
We've watched them gaping at the screen.
They loll and slop and lounge about,
And stare until their eyes pop out.
(Last week in someone's place we saw
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they're hypnotised by it,
Until they're absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk.
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
They don't climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch,
They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash the dishes in the sink --
But did you ever stop to think,
To wonder just exactly what
This does to your beloved tot?
IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD!
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK -- HE ONLY SEES!
'All right!' you'll cry. 'All right!' you'll say,
'But if we take the set away,
What shall we do to entertain
Our darling children? Please explain!
'We'll answer this by asking you,
'What used the darling ones to do?
'How used they keep themselves contented
Before this monster was invented?
'Have you forgotten? Don't you know?
We'll say it very loud and slow:
THEY ... USED ... TO ... READ! They'd READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore!
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
More books were waiting to be read!
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
And treasure isles, and distant shores
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
And pirates wearing purple pants,
And sailing ships and elephants,
And cannibals crouching 'round the pot,
Stirring away at something hot.
(It smells so good, what can it be?
Good gracious, it's Penelope.)
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,
And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
And How the Monkey Lost His Rump,
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,
There's Mr. Rate and Mr. Mole-
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
And children hitting you with sticks-
Fear not, because we promise you
That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They'll now begin to feel the need
Of having something to read.
And once they start --
oh boy, oh boy!
You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They'll grow so keen
They'll wonder what they'd ever seen
In that ridiculous machine,
That nauseating, foul, unclean,
Repulsive television screen!
And later, each and every kid
Will love you more for what you did.

Roald Dahl

An Unforsaken Passion

2007-05-22T01:16:00.000-07:00

She watched with eyes ablaze
Her eyes, sharp intense deceitful
Crafty twist of a smile
And a purr, a gaze

Patient suave smooth
Writhing desire bubbling with a want
Her prey was ready
Her body was taut….

And then with grace she bent and leapt
And clawed her way to stir the sire
To ruffle him, damn his calm
To purge his soundness with desire

To ignite those senses
Oh how she fought,
A bite and scratch
And a vixen of thought

He then sank his fangs
In that soft flesh
A spurt of blood
And a growl of victory
The tigress had won.

drowsy angry thots in verse form!!!

2007-04-26T21:13:00.000-07:00

and a time
and a heart
and a story
from the start

and a friend
and a joy
and a bond
with the toy

and a journey
and laughter
a thot of forever
that spelt disaster

and an eagerness
and to care
love so diffrent
secrets to share

and a comfort
and a delight
each moment so special
each closer to plight

and then its boredom
and then its dull
and then a quiet
times answers are null

for now what
and now where
and an emptiness
and evenings to spare

and then a guilt
and then a want
and hurt of pride
a tease and a taunt

and an emotional fool
and a human err
and fools of emotions
..........
..

from dust we came
to dust we go
tis between is nothing
but the final show

for all is written
and worked before
by god and the angels
and the sun by the shore

and there are birds
and there are trees
and mammal and fishes
and bumble bees

and there is one
a species i cudnt understand
the working mind
that of a man

they call us emotional fools
but i wonder
arnt they just exactly that
them those fools of emotions

ignorant, uncaring
strange

and yet....
......

Shakespeare in love!!!?~?~??

2007-04-05T01:27:00.000-07:00

For prospero, he was in love

“Thou aret fairest,O Romeo”

And so ran away Juliet

With Jessica’s Lorenzo

“Juliet, youn Juliet

O what did thoust do

But no matter dear

For I forgive you”

Also was there a young boy

Not so far away, yet apart

Could’nt be more than one and twenty

Thus he spoke from his heart.

“Sweet Jessica forgive me

For false I made you believe

I am no son of Adam

I am the daughter of Eve”

“Don’t go fair Viola

As I did not err..

For in thine eyes I found

The passion of a sir”

And there stood patient Olivia

For those footsteps made her aglow

With anticipated breath she turned

And found puck under the mistletoe

“The quality of mercy….”

“Be silent foolish woman

For Jessica has run away now

Thus Antonio thou aret forgiven”

While Antonio and Shylock embraced

Portia sat quietly-well bred.

But much evil in her mind she bore

Wondering if shylock had hugged her instead

“Helena, sweet Helena

Would thoust be mine?”

Cried Hamlet insane

In front of her shrine.

“Thoust are lovely, Ophelia

Dear Lady do not cry.

Wont you come into my arm’s my love”

Said Benedick with a sigh.

“O thoust just Queen, Hermione

I wish Perdita to be mine”

“Tarry young Antipholus, meet AEgon

Perdita’s new father and thine”

A Repentent Desire

2007-04-04T05:54:00.000-07:00

A song unchanted
A melody unsung
A desire unknown
A story unstrung

Those notes to my heart
A want they make
A moment of bliss
A focus to break

A need, a want
So strong, so dear
And yet, apart
I tread in fear

And the sprinkling rain
Leaves a need so strong
For a caress and a touch
And a heart to belong

Raw emotions unshed
Too tough for care
A tear wants to be
And yet not there.

And then it brings back
For that all I miss
Empty, uncertain
And so i wish....

An untrodden path

2007-04-04T01:34:00.000-07:00

on this lonely path i travel
each step closer to my destiny
each step futher from familiarity
each step fresh new uncertain
and yet, therein where i belong

on this lonely path i travel
a new package over an old one
a tree with forever a new ring
a wheel within another wheel
and yet therein lies peace

on this lonely path i travel
past those familiar faces
past those comferting moments
past those unspoken words
and yet therein sits my goal, my end

so thus my friend i will leave you
so thus my love we will part
so thus mater uncuddle me
so thus papa let me go
for therein i have to reach
and watch you all below

i await!!!

2007-03-27T09:53:00.000-07:00

i check...
then again...
one last time...
maybe now...
no answer...
not a word...
oh let it be...
why bother??
just a joke...
a phase...
an unspoken myth...
and yet....
i care!!!!

Confused Thots!!!!

2007-03-24T11:05:00.000-07:00

And life's a storm
While loves the sail.
Like the fury of thunder,
And the fury of a gail.

And shadows of winds
And sounds of fear
Are tunes of hell
And a darkning leer.

An incomplete poem!!!!

2007-03-19T04:26:00.000-07:00

Hmm. Yeh I knw I have this very bad habit of explaining out things but I cnt seem 2 help that lol…newyz this poem is as the title says..essentially incomplete…youd see it wen u read it….i started it with a single stanza…but sumhow I cudnt expand it properly….newyz…here it goes…the bold stanza is the one which got me started……

Shes adorable
This lovely child
A little young devil
All emotions unfiled

And so she laughs
And so she smiles
Both friendly and naughty
And as crafty as a child

And yet look closer
Look into those eyes
Do you see that twinkle?
It’s there, it lies

Oh she knows she is loved
And yes she has friends
But there are times
When these frolics end

And she sits there
So alone, so unheard
And a silent pearl slips
Then a smile, not a word

For lingers that pasted smile
But that pain in her heart
Too lingers, it stays
It denies ever to part

Oh yes none know
How could they?
For that twinkle is easy
Along with that smile so gay

For then she laughs and she says
Lifes beautiful and lifes kind
And such gentle thoughts
Keep floating through her mind................

Change of plans now....i spoke to a friend of mine he was damn confused after reading this poem...asked me what it meant....so i first told him 2 send me his own interpretations.....which he did......and it was diffrent from my own.......thats wen i realised that id rather leave this poem as it is........reason...well its open ended...to me the incompleteness was that the poem hadnt got any base or any reason given for the depression of the girl...........but i realised that was the key to it.....the fact that i am giving the readers a chance to interpret it on thier own....thus the poem gets many dimentions to it

I thank you

2007-03-03T00:32:00.001-08:00

i welcum the new sunrise
a new day as begun
for a fresh new chapter has started
the old one being finished & done

yet i would miss it
and yet i wud cry
for this was a beautiful journey
but now i'v to say g'bye

i'll havta wish you farewell now
i'll have to take your leave
and wander towards the unknown
so impossible to believe

but before i open this chapter
and before i start this journey
there is a thing i wish to tell you
i wish you'll listen to carefully

thank you for letting me come
& celebrating those moments special
i wont forget those times
like a color for each petal

i came here as a bud
and you helped me bloom
made me tougher as a person
made me smile in my gloom

and with each step that i did take
you encouraged me to go on
to fight each moment to the end
to love each n every thorn

so thank u & farewell to thee
and to the time that is gone
of a new day of a new time
of a welcum to a new dawn

and god knows where life takes me
and where of would i reach
i simply want to take this moment
for thanking you 4 ur love
&4 all those things that you did teach

Unsure!!

2007-02-26T03:53:00.000-08:00

Dont joke like that
you hurt my pride
pride of the way
i make you melt inside

i know i can catch you
looking at me with a want
yet i never look up
not a tease, nor a taunt

for though i like you
and these things are pure
i cannot decide about me
its me, i am unsure

for whenever i talk to you
you make me smile
for every word you say
stands out a mile

and yet i dunno
i guess its just a phase
an attraction a desire
sumthing, a blur, a haze

for it's not that i miss you
when you aint there
it's no that i wait for you
with unknown things to share

and yet, i do think
and rewind our words
and yet i do wonder
of things i said and things i heard

forgive me my friend
for thats what your yet
and i pray its a phase for you
for it would be then easier to forget.

SOUR GRAPES

2007-02-20T20:22:00.000-08:00

Oh look at them
Those girls with curls
The sunlight enchantingly trapped
In each lock, in each twirl.

Their graceful glide
Their tinkling laughter
The entrancing beauties
That spelt disaster

And then I saw her
Trapped under her spell
Her glorious hair
Such beauty none could tell

And the wind blowing
Fondling with her hair
Each curl gave a kiss
On her skin so fair

Ooh! Was I jealous
Of the locks on her nape
Of the feel they got
With every drape

Was she a goddess?
Someone divine?
Nah! She was more than that
She was mine

And with that confidence
And with that pride
My smile grew bigger
In every stride.

Oh yes once I did falter
And once I did freeze
For my goddess then
Disarmed a smile at me

A shiver went thru
As she came closer
And I threw open my arms
To caress and hold her

Her smile widened
Her looks could kill
I skipped a heartbeat
It gave me a thrill

And then it happened
And then it came
The inevitable factor
Of blush, of shame

Oh what are you thinking?
Oh where wanders your mind?
Bring it back this instant
For your thoughts are kind

For what happened
In my love story
It held no greatness
It held no glory

Now, let us go back
To the time she was close
A beautiful disaster
Yes I was told.

She looked straight at me
With her teasing eyes
And a twist of her lips
A smirk, not a smile.

How I wish I could predict the future
How I wish I was a seer
For then I would’ve known
She’d call me her “brother dear”

At that moment I realized how ugly they were
Those disgustingly dirty twirls
Damn who cares about them?
Them, those girls with curls.

2006-11-27T09:49:00.000-08:00

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

2006-11-08T07:57:00.000-08:00

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...

2006-11-07T03:36:00.000-08:00

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

2006-11-06T05:52:00.000-08:00

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..

2006-11-06T05:49:00.000-08:00

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...

2006-11-06T05:41:00.000-08:00

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...

2006-11-06T05:36:00.000-08:00

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....

2006-11-06T05:24:00.000-08:00

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

2006-10-30T06:04:00.000-08:00

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

2006-10-30T06:02:00.000-08:00

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

2006-10-30T05:58:00.000-08:00

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

2006-10-30T05:40:00.000-08:00

“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

2006-10-30T05:26:00.000-08:00

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

2006-10-30T04:07:00.000-08:00

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”