when no one believed in me – I did

when no one believed in me – I did

i painted my heart

with an ocean of emotions

every color shined beating the sun

i celebrated my tears

left behind my fear

embraced my wrinkles

like a survivor

i never stopped

discovered my dark side

enjoyed my hope in pain

here i am to pen down

i made it worth reading

and so to write again

#mysestina

i WAS all about me

 

 

when my loneliness came to me

as i called for it

my loneliness came to me

i was speechless

stunned

hugged it

together we both cried

felt lonely again

o my loneliness – come to me!

o my loneliness

come to me

i shall caress

i shall hold

will never let you

be lonely

anymore

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You and Me

you and me 

just you and me

holding hands 

feeling the warmth

our fingers mingling

our palms in embrace

sitting under the shadows 

of countless leaves 

our eyes closed in serenity

dreaming of our lives together

our lips moving in union

our lungs humming

a song ordinary 

yet melodious

for it is

a song so pious

for it is

the song of our love

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tears – my friends for life

every single time
when i was alone in life
i wasn’t really alone
my tears gave me company
never invited
they showed up on their own
every time they told me
they loved my beautiful eyes
just kept falling selflessly
till my sadness said goodbye
they made me weak
they made me strong
undoubtedly my tears
are my best friends
and they shall remain
all my life long

I am not Worth for I got no fame

I got that eye – I imagine, visualize

I am an artist – I create, i write

I know no boundaries

I sweat blood – spend hours to decide

I travel to the moon and sun

every second, I am on the run

my words have pain overflowing in them

merriment too is never away from my poems

I aspire to inspire a few lives

I have faith, hope never left my side

yet they tell me over and again

why do they tell me so, I fail to understand

I am not worth it for I got no fame

 

I got no fame

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that moment

that moment

the way he looked into her eyes

i knew he made his choice

to choose her over me

that moment

when he let me loose

i knew he will hold her close

he was going to set me free

that moment

in all those moments to come

i saw them dancing

laughing together

and i silently whispered

to my wounded heart

to forgive him

to stop bleeding

 

 

 

 

indecisive

thoughts

juggling in my mind

going up

coming down

sure

i am screwed

do i laugh

do i cry

on my powerlessness

to decide

should i tell him

or continue to hide

thoughts

juggling in my mind!!

 

devil’s secret

in the silence of the night

shadows emerged

dancing and screaming

the bats woke up from their nightmares

the wind got mustier with every blow

the naked devils were all lined up

the cups in their hands smelled of blood

in the middle of the woods

the red flower emerged

all of them gathered around the fire

the only music was the howl of the wolves

the scarred face moon

watched in silence

as an angel passing by

called for the dawn

in the blink of an eye

the moist evil was seen evaporated

the strained sun inhaled the ashes

shadows were gone

and so were the devil

false-hearted..

how broken could one be

how deeply could someone be pierced

how lonely can someone become

when to accompany you its only despair

how dark could nights become

dark enough to leave their mark

for the days to be dull and shadowy

with nothing but zilch to embark

i know why this “how” has happened

it has happened for the people false-hearted

who grab you, possess your character

some lead you, some leave you deserted

the truth so it is – quite resentful, ironic

by them, you shall remain surrounded

till eternity

a tiny drop of positivity

a tiny little drop of positivity

showered on my soul

like it was the ice melting on that mountain

the water falling endlessly

leaving me out of breath, dripping with nobility

scrubbing my heart off the unholy

did i ever imagine such influence

dominating me to my superior self

entrusting me to dispose the venom in me

leaving me speechless for the power it contains

leading me to divinity

just a tiny drop of positivity

 

 

 

 

the circle of life

emerging …. fading

standing up …. at times bending

smiling …. weeping

building up …. shattering

holding …. abandoning

healing …. bleeding

consuming the knowledge …. sometimes ignoring

mine ….  yours …. souls performing

a play, named …. the circle of life

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calling for loneliness – come, see me..

in a jungle deep and dense

by the bank of an overflowing  river

under the tree with thousand shadows

surrounded by disturbingly noiseless woods

lost in my own emptiness

i call for my loneliness, to come, see me

for they shall never be able to find us here

 here we shall both rest in peace

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would you remain mine

when my heart be relieved of its job

bringing the flow of red fluid to a halt

when the vision in my eyes will fail

pretty picture of your face will not reach my brain

the scent of your body will illuminate me no more

my ears would refuse to hear your gleeful laughs

when i will no more be able to taste your tongue

my sense of touch will not feel your hand on mine

i wonder about the day i shall depart

would you still love me like you do now

would you still remain mine?

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make me pure

hold me close so i melt in your arms

hold me close so i breathe your scent

hold me close so there’s no air between us

hold me close so i let loose my worries

hold me close so i sleep in peace

hold me close so i hear your heart beat

hold me close so you could hear mine

hold me close so i could kiss you anytime

hold me close so i make your soul mine

hold me close for when you do

you make me pure…. you make me pure

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Dogs are Loyal – Cats are Royal

 

cats or dogs

someone once, asked me to choose

well..  the question, was kind of heavy

i spent hours, thinking

couldn’t choose one

as i look at them and praise the beauty

they both hold

to me – both are precious

for

if the dogs are loyal

the cats are royal

gloomy

the dullness in the morning

birds failed to chirp

why is there no breeze

could someone palpate this anxiety

the puffiness under her eyes

narrates the story of the previous night

the dark of the night

has secretly crawled into the sunlight

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mySestina

O death – Hold me

she closed her eyes

for the pain was overbearing

she let it fall through her tears

but the salt was not enough

it could only dissolve a little

she could envisage for its heaviness

the pain was never going to abandon her

it was only to grow

piercing her deeper

in the days to come

in the years to pass

till death eventually

shall honor her, her peace

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walking in the woods – poem

walking in the woods
listening to the silence
seeing the unseen
singing the unsung
smiling the pain
weeping the pleasure
holding the untouched
consuming the power
defeating the invincible
I have seen
the light of the darkness
I have realized
I forgot to live
I have learnt
to begin the end

kittens..

 

slurp slurp slurrrrp

the kittens having a feast

mommy sitting at a distance

proud to watch the little ones

how intelligently

she raised them

how quickly they have learnt

the tricks

to be on their own

to be ready for this world

oh kittens!!

that mountain

wanna be

like that mountain
that takes pride to stand tall

be it lava or snow
it can take every blow

gives birth to the rivers
making life to flow

fresh, real, untouched
a home for the nature to glow

can I be like that mountain ever
the way its strong
the way its giving
the way its pure

the horizon

 

images dangling in ones head

anticipations, expectations

thoughtful observations

existence, survival

the chasing race

sitting under the tree of wisdom

counting the uncountable number of leaves

beginning to consume the limitless

everyday, with each moment passing

researching, redefining

 

scarcity of time refuses to permit

innumerable fields be excelled

yet, to accomplish the most

must we consider to begin

to expand

the horizon of our deeds

 

the bunny

 

hours of a day

that i spent

sitting in my chair, holding the bunny

that was once held

by a child in my dreams

soft long hair, hugging her face

her flawless eyes, filled with pain

her tiny heart struggling to push

the flow of her blood to her veins

as she spoke, she never complained

as the hours that she was rewarded

not long enough

she held her bunny pressed against her chest

consoling for the loneliness

time shall bring soon enough

for the bunny would no more be held

by the beautiful child

but me