SOLITUDE

the air i breathe,
the waters i taste,
the threads on my body,
the sky on my head,
the sounds i hear
that linger in my ear;
the fragrances that
liven up my mood;
the words of wisdom
and the playful tears,
the falling of dead leaves
over my head,
the morning rays
and the evening blues,
the rain on my face
and the wind in my hair,
everything pretty;
every grass, every hay
is meaningless to observe
if you cannot share
it with someone special.

a someone who listens to you,
when you separate
the colours of the rainbow
and explain
what every colour contemplates.

then why am i here
all by myself writing away
about love and care?
i agree when they say
SOLITUDE is a nice place to visit
but not nice to stay.

FAITH

when dark skies is all that you see,
i sense a rainbow;
for i know and believe that
as soon as the darkness starts to pour,
the sunshine will filter through;
the regal unison awaiys me.
i have faith;
i now i will have my rainbow;
i believe in it because i live on one of them.

THE QUEST

searching for what life never gave you,
answers to the infinite unreasonable questions;
situations that make you
someone you thought you never could be;
startled you win over your own self,
terrified you get into your shelf
'cause you never expected that you would
battle yourself and win at such a close call.
a fair victory you couldn't even celebrate.

NOT UNWANTED,JUST VULNERABLE

Its midnight, my watch says
And im on a swing,
Up in the air, a place I wish to remain
Have to come down, though unwilling.

Ellated and strengthened, happy
to have my stars gaze upon me
with pride as I try to reach them
ignoring that they dwell in infinity.

Thats my dream, I close my eyes
and see it clearly;
cant live it now, Im only fourteen
but i will grow older and live it happily.

Five years have passed, I'm back again;
to finish my poem and share
a lesson learned, an experience gained
a story of mistrust, love and care.

As kids we feel our lives our perfect,
We have been blessed with the perfect family,
Our friends are the best, our parents always honest,
And we live and die comfortably.

We soon realize that this bliss was ignorance
and find solace in a special someone;
We fight our parents, ignore our siblings
to please a stranger whose heart we have won.

They keep us happy and make us cry
Many a sleepless nights we spend,
All moments may not be fairytale
and eventually it has to end.

Our hearts are broken, eyes are sore
we want to reach out, to whom we dont know;
I expected too much, its all my fault
I have no friend, are they all my foe?

And suddenly we find ourselves
surrounded by a wall;
gaurding our emotions
avoiding another fall.

Yes, im a burnt child
I dread the fire
I cant love you
Im scared of you sire.

Took me nineteen years to live a dream
But the emotions are not alike,
I dreamt of being happy but
the reality i may not like.

It's midnight my watch says
And im on a swing;
Up in the air, a place I wish to remain
Have to come down, though unwilling.

DAMSEL-IN-DISTRESS-IN-DENIAL

• There she goes
  looking into nothingness
  With her head held up high
  Ignoring the wandering eye.
  
  Pretending she knows it all
  Avoiding even helpful interference,
  Locking the doors and windows
  to her heart forever.
  
  Nobody knows that inside her
  A story resides of a little girl;
  Wanting to be loved and cared for
  By someone she could blindly trust.
  
  To her loved ones, shes a guide
  Mentoring them and solving their dilemma
  Holding back her own tears
  while her shoulders observe their's.
  
  To those who refer her as cold and coy
  She does not have a heart of stone,
  She is as vulnerable as you are
  And it pains her too when misjudged.
  
  Dont you see
  she is afraid to love and loose;
  This mask she wears is to defend
  herself from those wanting to pounce
  on her, waiting to get a glimpse of her weakness.
  
  Never will she agree
  to her want for being loved;
  Never will she show
  her timid self;
  Never will she nurture
  the scared child inside her;
  Never will she never be
  the damsel-in-distress-in-denial.

TAKE A SAD SONG AND MAKE IT BETTER

distant memories return to me
those which make me smile;
and i stare into nothingness
as the fog starts clearing before my eyes.

the most unusual things you remember
specially the ones that haven't been captured;
a fall or a slap or an embarrasing laugh
etched in some deep corner of your heart.

bring back to me those moments,
i wish to pen them down again;
and smell those discoloured pages
recovering from its fatal fragrances.

YOUR DEATH

dormant feelings
of trust and hope
embedded in some hidden corner
of this wretched heart.

today,
awakened by a nightmare
and followed by some smiling tears.

death is survived by the moments of life;
i had my death of you,
but moments of weakness
bring you back to life.

i watch you moving on with your life,
virtually;
and smile when i see a stranger
with a face like yours;
i knew i would have my death of you;
and you died for sure.

DROPS AND BEAMS

true to tomorrow
the happiness awaits,
believing,
hoping,
tonight and tomorrow
my faith must sustain.

i live to dream
and i dream to live.
i wish i survive
this massive turmoil,
and smile through sunshine
leaving behind the horrid storm.

untouched by hopelessness,
i sit beside lamps and candles
and hear the raindrops sing.
beautifying my inner soul
and keeping it real.

i live to love
and i love to live.
i wish i love and
i am loved again.
till then keeping the faith
that tomorrow the sun would
accompany my rains.