A gust of life
Born to tread a unique journey,
So your mother thought.
Pushed out of her womb
To fill the room with your tiny wails
And hushed whispers outside the room.
Mixed emotions await you,
You’ll soon know.
When they see your color, and your sex
And may be not in that order
Tears and blood have borne fruit
But these shall come to knot.
And your mother’s fate shall slowly unfurl
When they see, you are merely a girl.
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Monday, April 27, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
The Candle burns
The candle is burning
In a way that has never been
Even if I wanted to blow it out
My breath would never reach
The candle is burning
Wax melting slowly on the sides
The blue has never been deeper
While the orange never so fiery
Its flickers have turned restless
More fierce than before
Waging to go on war
As the wax crackles ever more
I have never felt
The candles burn so bright
As if wanting to tell me secrets
And it has never felt so right
The secrets it pours from its black fumes
And I awaken
Into amber light
To the candle that burns.
In a way that has never been
Even if I wanted to blow it out
My breath would never reach
The candle is burning
Wax melting slowly on the sides
The blue has never been deeper
While the orange never so fiery
Its flickers have turned restless
More fierce than before
Waging to go on war
As the wax crackles ever more
I have never felt
The candles burn so bright
As if wanting to tell me secrets
And it has never felt so right
The secrets it pours from its black fumes
And I awaken
Into amber light
To the candle that burns.
Friday, February 27, 2009
The Storm
Silence, the lull
comes with the tell tale signs
Of restlessness and dissatisfaction
The wind takes its speed
shakes me up from inside
I know the storm is brewing
Slowly, steadily
And I hold on
As my hands become a fist
and wait for what is ahead.
I sit quietly,
though there are people around,
All I see is the screen
as I divert my energy
Through the fingertips
The sound within seems
louder now
The storm is on now
Full steam ahead.
It has gone raving mad
And still the fingers keep flying
Against the keyboard
The words lending a garb
To the restlessness within
So what you read in front
is the storm,
concealed in clothes,
perfect and civilized,
with not a crease for you
to pin point.
comes with the tell tale signs
Of restlessness and dissatisfaction
The wind takes its speed
shakes me up from inside
I know the storm is brewing
Slowly, steadily
And I hold on
As my hands become a fist
and wait for what is ahead.
I sit quietly,
though there are people around,
All I see is the screen
as I divert my energy
Through the fingertips
The sound within seems
louder now
The storm is on now
Full steam ahead.
It has gone raving mad
And still the fingers keep flying
Against the keyboard
The words lending a garb
To the restlessness within
So what you read in front
is the storm,
concealed in clothes,
perfect and civilized,
with not a crease for you
to pin point.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Intention
Here is an intention
I hold for you
To be happy and
To be at peace with self.
Here is an intention
For you to be passionate
For life and to get
What you want from the same.
I intend for you
To inspire others and
To love wholeheartedly
And to show that love as well.
I want you to love
Not just others
But self too and
Respect what you got.
I intend for you to
Find what you are looking for
And then be at peace
With what you find.
I want you to
Be bold in wanting
To be positively sure and
Surely positive in life.
I hold for you
To be happy and
To be at peace with self.
Here is an intention
For you to be passionate
For life and to get
What you want from the same.
I intend for you
To inspire others and
To love wholeheartedly
And to show that love as well.
I want you to love
Not just others
But self too and
Respect what you got.
I intend for you to
Find what you are looking for
And then be at peace
With what you find.
I want you to
Be bold in wanting
To be positively sure and
Surely positive in life.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Sit by my side
Come, sit by my side
Quietly
Patiently
Calmly
Keep an arm on my shoulders
So I can rest my head on yours.
Let us sit away from the crowd
For a while.
Away from responsibilities
Respective schedules kept aside.
Let us not run on the beats of time
Let the seconds tick away,
Let this time be just ours.
Let us forget all our fears and anxieties.
There aren’t any, at this point of time.
Let us play in these stolen moments,
Let us start all over again.
Imagine this is the first day we’ve met
What will you tell me?
Something, anything,
You haven’t already said?
Let us sit next to each other
And communicate.
But, you need to feel the need
To do so first.
You need to have the feeling
That there is something to share.
We might love each other a lot
But our expressions are different.
We need to find a common language
To give more meaning to our love
To find our passions for each other.
To discover each other anew each day.
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