Category Archives: Poetry

As I sit here alone

By a grim windowpane

Lost in warped thoughts of love and restrain

The moment surpasses the realm of reality,

And I submerge into my thoughts so plain.

 

Thoughts clutter my mind

As I try to collect

These scattered tads of a broken heart

The shattered dreams shine bright at me

As I find my way out from the dark.

 

The tranquil sky sleeps bathed in blue,

Comforting the chaos in my mind so wild

I think of you and I think of you

My thoughts become so soft and mild

 

I know I am all that you are not

I know I am not the one you want

But for all that I am, 

And for all that I can be,

I promise you a love for eternity…

 

me

13.11.2006

 

 

Winds blow soft into my face

 As I open the gate to the memory lane

A still world, the flowing dead pace

Trying to uncover memories,I feel refrain

Taking a step ahead was always tough

 But today, turning back is game

 I tumble on the path so rough

No one to watch, no one to blame

 The breeze brings back the yester year

And the past revives all over again

Thoughts freeze, moments flow as tears

It’s sorrow, it’s life, it’s love, it’s pain.

 Life is an unsolved mystery

It brings so much to look forward to

 And each moment becomes yet another history

Every future is a past, and it’s proved true

 I try to pick up the scattered pieces

Of a broken heart and shattered dreams

 It hurts me, it pains, it teases

I put them back in the memory stream

I pluck some petals as friends I

 take a pinch of clouds as hope

I borrow some soil as legends

I steal some shadows as a scope

I gather them all and run ahead

 Closing back the gate of memory lane

 The past is gone-it’s void, it’s dead

 I run to my future, there’s so much to gain…

Me ( 13th Nov, 2005)

I walk past time,

I run by my past,

I brush through my present,

I wait for my last.

Me (15 Jan, 2007)

Mindless talks,Random thoughts,

Craving for the useless rots,

I sit here alone by the grim window pane,

The broken dreams keep falling down

 I pick them up, grain by grain. 

The dull dark night sky,

Sinking into my mood tonight

Makes me feel worn out and dry

I live in my moments of fright 

It’s a scary night I’ll be living by

It has no rhythm no theme,

I’m scared of dreaming one more time…

Scared of another broken dream 

Me (9th of March, 2005)

I Dreamt a Dream! what can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen:
Guarded by an Angel mild;
Witless woe, was neer beguil’d!

And I wept both night and day
And he wip’d my tears away
And I wept both day and night
And hid from him my hearts delight

So he took his wings and fled:
Then the morn blush’d rosy red:
I dried my tears & armd my fears,
With ten thousand shields and spears.

Soon my Angel came again;
I was arm’d, he came in vain:
For the time of youth was fled
And grey hairs were on my head

-William Blake

Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory-

Odours when sweet violets sicken, live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,  are heaped for the beloved’s bed;

And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,

Love itself shall slumber on…

P.B. Shelley

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen’d grain;
When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;–then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

 John Keats

The tough gets tougher
The way seems rougher
The nights seem longer
The world seems stronger
The moon becomes your friend
The boulevard has no end
Nothing happens as you pretend
The clock won’t stop, the time won’t wait
Rivers will flow with their own gait
Gather yourself before it’s too late
If life has given you sorrow
There is joy also to borrow
Sadness comes and sadness goes
Don’t just sit with your woes
Preserve your tears that you shed
For happier times that lie ahead
Begin your life afresh anew
And see your dreams becoming true!

Me

27.11.1996- 1st prize- poetry competition

As I sit here alone

By a grim windowpane

Lost in warped thoughts of love and restrain

The moment surpasses the realm of reality,

And I submerge into my thoughts so plain.

 

Thoughts clutter my mind

As I try to collect

These scattered tads of a broken heart

The shattered dreams shine bright at me

As I find my way out from the dark.

 

The tranquil sky sleeps bathed in blue,

Comforting the chaos in my mind so wild

I think of you and I think of you

My thoughts become so soft and mild

 

I know I am all that you are not

I know I am not the one you want

But for all that I am, 

And for all that I can be,

I promise you a love for eternity…

 

me

13.11.2006