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


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...

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..

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????

SHIMMERING HORIZON (Dusk or Dawn)

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

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

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!!!

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?

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...

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...

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...