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Showing posts with label Poetic Me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetic Me. Show all posts

Dream

What good is a dream,
One that doesn’t make you want to relish life a little more.
How priceless is that dream
One that you put bets on, constantly keeping score

How free is that dream
One that binds you in
How alive is that dream
One that has you wish never to wake up

No good is that dream
Over which you lose sleep, 
one that makes you feel insecure
For dreams are meant to give you hope
A second chance
A reality check

Of dreams and reality
And some in-between
Amidst truth and lies
True courage lies within

Believe in yourself
When nobody else will do
Look for good in gloom
eventually the universe will begin to believe in you too.

Redemption

take a step back and reflect on where you've come
revel in your conquests, then question some
are you happy with what you do
does it give you a good night's sleep

would you wake up with a heavy soul
or stand strong.. should your dreams fall apart
not finding your reflection in the eye that loved
can you piece together, once a broken heart

sorrow engulfs the place that holds peace
you made a deal with the devil
realizing too late its true form
yet never too late to redeem yourself

cause you're loved more than you'll ever know
even in your darkest times,
with you like your shadow
bestowing you with the gift of an unrequited love,
it's yours to embrace, to cherish, to hold
a new beginning
a wonderful blessing.. 
hoping tomorrow a change will show..

Faith

Have a bit faith in yourself little girl
& watch the universe fall at your feet
The world will seem a lot more positive
Once you get yourself to believe..

That nothing is impossible, unconquerable to you
When you've set your heart on it
Challenge the devil, give it your all
Go on, evolve. Be stupid. Stand tall.

Make promises that you can actually keep
succumb to your passion, feel each heartbeat
hold no grudges, don't keep score,
Be the one to love again
& then love yourself some more..


Where am I?

I'm standing at a crossroad

where is that you ask?

It's where I shine, brushed against a rock

It's where I fall, only to rise higher up

It's in my head, one that is brimming with facts and myths

a kaleidoscope of ideas, thoughts and dreams

a place i think i'd like, a blurry vision, not much I can see

not sure where it'll go, convinced someday it'll form a complete sketch

just yet I have nowhere to be, lots many places to give a start

for now, this is where I’d like to be

It’s where I belong, from where I can believe.

'Don't cry for me Bombay' - an ode to the city called 'Home'

Don't cry for me Bombay,
...the truth is ill never leave you.

of breaking dawn lapsing into starry nights,
a stroll along the seaside, childish glee splashing in high tide
ek cutting chai; staring into the sunset 
or working to the rickshaw sounds till sunrise
gazillion lanes abuzz with twinkling lights,
its never too late to grab those post midnight bites..

a temptress with many moods,
a guiding angel, a devil, a tease, 
seduced by you into a potent love affair 
are the many who come to the city with hopes & dreams   
to trade it to anyone who would pay them a price

only to find themselves nestling in your belly, 
grabbing a few winks under the open sky, 
soon to be camouflaged into the crowd, just another face..
fantasizing of being a winner, waking up to begin at the start line of another race..
among the crowd, i find solitary
in trouble, an extended helping hand
a polite gesture, a stolen smile, among strangers jostling for space..
myriad dreams lost in translation, in the city that never sleeps, 
insomniac with unrequited love, fueled by fiery ambition..   

 Courage is your characteristic virtue  
I continue to remain in disbelief and awe, 
you're a good city my love.. despite your flaws

you've taught me patience and to come into my own,
for me you are the synonymous to home..   
you'll always be my love, my identity, my pride
the city where I was born, the city where i hope ill say my final goodbye..

I walk hesitantly in measured steps, while the city whizzes by in rhythmic nonchalance
for now i must make peace and move on, 
to a different city where a new chapter awaits
in the hope that someday we reunite..  
as passionately as if, 
this separation never did take place. 

Reading

and in the lone of the night, when the world left her side..she re- 'kindle'd her love affair with words

desire

Somewhere in the middle of darkness and solitude
she squints her eyes trying to glance thru the frosty glass
the stars wink surreptitiously , the night sells multitude dreams,
yet all her heart craves is the glimpse of the first rays of sunbeam..

Move on..

wounds are sore, dark & deep

I'd rather sleep but got promises to keep
 
& smiles to share before I weep

& smiles to share before I weep..

today....

Be lil reckless,lot more brave,
fill life with people who truly care.
enjoy being silly,love being loved,
have no regrets but lots of joy to share...

Moment

she wished she could freeze this moment right here

and lock it in an hourglass

and turn it around and round again

and when the dizziness would stop, she'd finally pause...

only to be able to stare at it, threaten for it to never leave

it gives her comfort, solace this phase

a memoir to carry along to a parallel universe....

but somewhere, along the way, it doesn't feel enough

there's a void, an unexplained melancholy, a chaos in their minds

it doesn't fit its place in my life, he says

'midst bouts of unrequited love and insecurities

guess she'd just have to find someone else, who'd let her memories be.....

my momma always said.....

Reminiscing on an old thought my mum thought us when we were little ( & she continues to repeat it even now :)

Life is never froth & bubble, all things stand alone..
kindness is another's trouble, courage is your own! !

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Word Smitten

He watched her walk away to the farthest corner of the room,

I wish to have a conversation...

..... an exchange of words would be nice for a change, he said

she struggled to weave her thoughts together, faking to build a witty mix of honesty & satire

he stole a glance at her bemused face, feeling pangs of instinctive amour,

walking to her corner, reaching for her hand, entwined fingers


she hesitated, tugging a little before giving in,

curtains casted dancing shadows in twinkly lights

he is everything I could ever wish for. or get, she thought

words hung heavy in the strayed air, as the night sunk in quietness and despair

she looked into his weary eyes, a decade of blissful togetherness stared right back

it was the best conversation they had in many years....

Life = Hope! Are you ready to live today?

Dedicated to a special friend ....


They say "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger". 
Life with complications, vereee tiring! yet Life without complications, pretty boring.... 
One cannot experience everything that life has to offer.. so share a little, play some more..and have fun! coz life's tough and you ain't getting out of it alive anyways :D 
So are you ready to live today?

Let the countdown begin.
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When everything around you is pale no bloom
all you sense is hovering gloom
your will to live doesn't seem appealing & deft
yet some dash of hope could be all that's left.
You want to end it all, no need of an excuse
you try to fix it, it's just no use
yet toss away that piece of rope,
And give yourself a pinch of hope.

This is your life, play by your rules
life isn't all grey, search for your palette of hues
tune your thoughts, give some a head-start
ignore the brain, mindlessly follow the heart..
Foster your hope, take every step with a smile
although the path be steep, & tough to climb
look around you, muster all the nerve you can
adoring faces will be alongside, longing to hold your hand.

The wounds are the past, just playing with your mind 
the fears of the future, will disappear with time..
Just live the present, taking your pace to cope
Coz your life will dazzle once you begin living with hope.

Mis-under-stood.

Because we all have been at some point in life.
"Inspired from a short movie i came across with the same name"..

If i could go back in time, if only i could rewind,
i see it now in my subconscious mind
Having said, right things wrong,
or maybe it was the other way round.
I should have tried, why didn't i?
i should have lied, why hadn't i ..
should have let u known, while i could,
now here i am, forlorn and mis-under-stood.
masked emotions, i longed for you to see
clandestine words, i wished you would read
wanted to stop you, drown bitterness from your words
just this once, i begged you would trust me.
It was supposed to be a joke, no harm meant
called after you, dying to explain
you blocked me out, i tried real hard
damn! misunderstood all over again!
so ill try once more, not counting the deeds i do
hustling my way to please & indulge you 
and although my intents are all sincere and good
Alas! in vain i am still MISUNDERSTOOD!

Life, one step at a time.

Walking on the cold winter sand, taking every wave in her stride
She stopped to look around, she checked her watch for time..
she was in no hurry, she had no place to go
nothing made any sense, it didn't matter anymore.

Life had come a full circle, she knew she had failed
She felt let down, she wanted it all to go away
She looked up, hurled curses at the sky..
not knowing what had gone wrong..all she did was cry.

Sitting on a solitary rock, with no one by her side,
she felt a shiver run through her, images kept coming back to her mind.
she looked upto God, questioning him everytime,
what reason did he have, to just let her life go wasted by..

The sun was setting, the sky turning into an orange shade
She gazed, her eyes shone, as her tears began to fade.
Her mind felt lighter, heart began to soar
thinking, wondering she got up & strolled the shore..

Taking in every sight of bliss around, her heart skipped a beat
God whispered.. i give you the best gift, now go out there and live some more
she rubbed her hands and then her face, with a heavy sigh
& as she prepared for the day ahead, gave God her bravest smile.

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