Its not about winning,
Its about keeping the faith
Its not about catching the rainbows
its about dreaming more on
Its not about achieving,
its about keeping the thought alive
Its not about finding your drea
its about the courage to search
There are some things
you have to do in life
some others that you dont
Its not about living
but about being the way you want
There are vices we all do have,
grey areas, to none we reveall,
its not about those,
its about remaining the way you are.
There is no meaning and yet there is
in this piece of poetry, so profound
Its not about the purpose,
its about putting it down
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Monday, March 26, 2007
Afresh
Lets start afresh
so simple to express
so tough to achieve
Can a slate ever be wiped clean
the slate of life in particular
What if life was like a blackboard
Every day a fresh start
from zilch to riches
no need to give up
no need to give in
Just to start afresh
every time, again
No mistakes, no repentance
No thinking, no pondering
A second chance, a third chance
as many as you wish.
so simple to express
so tough to achieve
Can a slate ever be wiped clean
the slate of life in particular
What if life was like a blackboard
Every day a fresh start
from zilch to riches
no need to give up
no need to give in
Just to start afresh
every time, again
No mistakes, no repentance
No thinking, no pondering
A second chance, a third chance
as many as you wish.
You pick up a pen after so many years
and just wonder
is this what I want to do,
will I be able to, or
has it been too long
There is a slight hesitation
your hand trembles and you fear
only for a moment
yet the moment stretches on
and then suddenly
as suddenly as it had arisen
the doubts recede and you find
a calm confidence
as you resume what you always did
Such is with poetry
as it is with love.
Years pass and you forget,
what it was like,
the first awakening, the first kiss
and yet one day,
one day when you feel
it must have been another lifetime
deep down in your heart,
you can feel the stirrings of an old romance
and still shiver at the delicious thought
When you feel it cant happen again
that no, its been so long
and suddenly you can feel
the hunger in your heart
the desire in your arms
aching to plant a new future
the way you always planted dreams
There's something about the two
poetry and love
You can never grow too old for it
nor too rusty...
and just wonder
is this what I want to do,
will I be able to, or
has it been too long
There is a slight hesitation
your hand trembles and you fear
only for a moment
yet the moment stretches on
and then suddenly
as suddenly as it had arisen
the doubts recede and you find
a calm confidence
as you resume what you always did
Such is with poetry
as it is with love.
Years pass and you forget,
what it was like,
the first awakening, the first kiss
and yet one day,
one day when you feel
it must have been another lifetime
deep down in your heart,
you can feel the stirrings of an old romance
and still shiver at the delicious thought
When you feel it cant happen again
that no, its been so long
and suddenly you can feel
the hunger in your heart
the desire in your arms
aching to plant a new future
the way you always planted dreams
There's something about the two
poetry and love
You can never grow too old for it
nor too rusty...
Never before
Never before had I tread that way
Nor let life run its muse
When suddenly the untoward happened
and my steps took
a mood of their own
Life became a challenge
or rather, the destination did
Never before had I seen so much
nor dreamt the beauty of it
But then the thoughts just came gushing by
Like a torrent of emotions uncontrolled
Everything just fit in
Like a jigsaw puzzle
with the pieces complete
In harmony and in tandem
The world seemed
Maybe it was me, my life,
or just my steps,
that had found the right direction......
Nor let life run its muse
When suddenly the untoward happened
and my steps took
a mood of their own
Life became a challenge
or rather, the destination did
Never before had I seen so much
nor dreamt the beauty of it
But then the thoughts just came gushing by
Like a torrent of emotions uncontrolled
Everything just fit in
Like a jigsaw puzzle
with the pieces complete
In harmony and in tandem
The world seemed
Maybe it was me, my life,
or just my steps,
that had found the right direction......
Yet
A yawn and a sniffle
an eye closed, a push
to make it open
Beguiled and yet alive,
Betrayed yet willing to
take another chance
Been hated yet wanting
for love
Been rejected yet waiting
for acceptance.
Devoid of hope
yet wanting to risk again
So dejected
yet willing to go another mile
So old
yet so happy to see another day
So dead
yet so happy to be still alive.
an eye closed, a push
to make it open
Beguiled and yet alive,
Betrayed yet willing to
take another chance
Been hated yet wanting
for love
Been rejected yet waiting
for acceptance.
Devoid of hope
yet wanting to risk again
So dejected
yet willing to go another mile
So old
yet so happy to see another day
So dead
yet so happy to be still alive.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Dream
Dream of an era forgotten, time gone past, love lost, moments cherished, heights attained, challenges fought, battles won, the best you had, the worst you could.
When...
When its seems that the world is going to crash all about you,
When it seems nothing is worth it all,
When it feels as if life will end if you take one more step.
When your past and the future all seem meaningless
When the world seems to be heading in an endless mire
When u want to speak yet don’t have anyone to talk to
When the life u are leading seems a mere farce
When darkness seems your only fate
When love seems a mirage of a faraway land
When the journey seems too long and tiring
When every muscle shouts give up
When even a small step forward is a big effort
Then is the time to fight it out,
For all you are worth,
Then is the time to keep going on……………………….
When it seems nothing is worth it all,
When it feels as if life will end if you take one more step.
When your past and the future all seem meaningless
When the world seems to be heading in an endless mire
When u want to speak yet don’t have anyone to talk to
When the life u are leading seems a mere farce
When darkness seems your only fate
When love seems a mirage of a faraway land
When the journey seems too long and tiring
When every muscle shouts give up
When even a small step forward is a big effort
Then is the time to fight it out,
For all you are worth,
Then is the time to keep going on……………………….
Upheavals
Life is not without its upheavals,
Love is not without its sorrows,
Man is not without his woes
Hand in hand they come,
Joy and sorrow together,
Can one ever be true,
Without the other lurking close behind!
Can life ever be complete,
Without all it is made of there,
Can happiness ever be full,
Without the pinch of salt to taste.
The bittersweet tastes better
The tang makes things merrier!!
Love is not without its sorrows,
Man is not without his woes
Hand in hand they come,
Joy and sorrow together,
Can one ever be true,
Without the other lurking close behind!
Can life ever be complete,
Without all it is made of there,
Can happiness ever be full,
Without the pinch of salt to taste.
The bittersweet tastes better
The tang makes things merrier!!
Dread
A feeling of dread overcomes
Every hope of being alive
Of finding joy in all that life brings.
A pall of gloom descends
Scaring every lovely thought away.
Till when will the heart score over
Till when can this feel right!
A time comes for everything
And time’s the deciding factor
If this be true,
Then I wait,
When will the time for this come?
Every hope of being alive
Of finding joy in all that life brings.
A pall of gloom descends
Scaring every lovely thought away.
Till when will the heart score over
Till when can this feel right!
A time comes for everything
And time’s the deciding factor
If this be true,
Then I wait,
When will the time for this come?
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Torrent
A torrent of emotions
Dreams threatening to engulf
The past rearing its ugly head
Monsters from relationships dead
Quiet solitude,
Escape from my thoughts
A serene peace, a silent sea
Fitful sleep, unhappy dreams
Dreams threatening to destroy
Sounds in the distance,
Wish mine was one
A jarred sequence
An unhappy present
A mysterious longing
A noisy solitude
Dreams threatening to engulf
The past rearing its ugly head
Monsters from relationships dead
Quiet solitude,
Escape from my thoughts
A serene peace, a silent sea
Fitful sleep, unhappy dreams
Dreams threatening to destroy
Sounds in the distance,
Wish mine was one
A jarred sequence
An unhappy present
A mysterious longing
A noisy solitude
Friday, January 12, 2007
The End
And the beginning and the end was always there, before the beginning and after the end.
And why do I feel that the world is coming to an end over me
And why do I feel life just cant go on.
What to write and what not to write
The better u do the more u expect
Can one ever be satisfied.
If not a quest yet what else is life
A need to be the best, a need to improve, always.
A need to do, to make to deliver
The day wont close the night wont open
Its like an endless mire,
a road to nowhere, a lane to forever
and what all, and what more and what less
and what not
And why do I feel that the world is coming to an end over me
And why do I feel life just cant go on.
What to write and what not to write
The better u do the more u expect
Can one ever be satisfied.
If not a quest yet what else is life
A need to be the best, a need to improve, always.
A need to do, to make to deliver
The day wont close the night wont open
Its like an endless mire,
a road to nowhere, a lane to forever
and what all, and what more and what less
and what not
To 2
To make the most of what comes by
To never utter a word in regret
To work and never repent
To love and not worry about being hurt
To give and yet not expect in return
To try and and not rest till having achieved
To know your worth yet not shout it out
To rise above all yet remember to look down
To help all yet not depend on anyone
To be the best and yet strive for more
To never utter a word in regret
To work and never repent
To love and not worry about being hurt
To give and yet not expect in return
To try and and not rest till having achieved
To know your worth yet not shout it out
To rise above all yet remember to look down
To help all yet not depend on anyone
To be the best and yet strive for more
To
To write for the hands will,
to write for the heart commands,
to write for I need to
and not just
because I want to,
to move my hands
because a force moves them,
to go on
because I have the energy to, to live
because life was meant to,
to sing
because words wont be stifled, to dance
because the feet wont stand still, to speak
because the voice beckons,
to love
because its so beautiful,
to be,
because its so good to.
to write for the heart commands,
to write for I need to
and not just
because I want to,
to move my hands
because a force moves them,
to go on
because I have the energy to, to live
because life was meant to,
to sing
because words wont be stifled, to dance
because the feet wont stand still, to speak
because the voice beckons,
to love
because its so beautiful,
to be,
because its so good to.
Upheavals
Life is not without its upheavals,
Love is not without its sorrows,
Man is not without his woes
Hand in hand they come,
Joy and sorrow together,
Can one ever be true,
Without the other lurking close behind!
Can life ever be complete,
Without all it is made of there,
Can happiness ever be full,
Without the pinch of salt to taste.
The bittersweet tastes better
The tang makes things merrier!!
Love is not without its sorrows,
Man is not without his woes
Hand in hand they come,
Joy and sorrow together,
Can one ever be true,
Without the other lurking close behind!
Can life ever be complete,
Without all it is made of there,
Can happiness ever be full,
Without the pinch of salt to taste.
The bittersweet tastes better
The tang makes things merrier!!
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