You've left, and I'm not Ok.
Yet, I don't have an unshaved face
or holes in my shirt.
I don't pass the nights sleepless
Don't walk under the stars.
You've left, and I'm not Ok.
Yet, I didn't take shelter in a temple
or even mumble day and night.
I didn't admitt myself in the hospital
I wasn't gonna escape the site.
You've left, and I'm not Ok.
Yet, I didn't take a handful sleeping pills
or try to jump off the roof.
I didn't touch any electric cable
Don't hang around railtracks.
You've left, and I'm not Ok.
Yet, I wasn't kicked out of the country
or sentenced life time prison.
I didn't hang from the ceiling
Firing-squad didn't put bullets in my bosom.
But life would've been better -
If I jumped off the roof
If I touched the electric cable
If I faced a train
If I Hanged
Or, Hugged the bullets.
The music of language, intricate rhyme schemes, elegant phrases, vivid images - the art of poetry is enough to inspire many to write it. Poetry is the practice of creating artworks using language. What could be a better way than discovering the music inside yourself than Poetry? Words are the soul of any rythm, any sort of music.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Today and Again
Friday, January 18, 2008
Confusion of Love!
Those simple words confuse me.
For I thought I knew what they meant.
Until I lost and won some,
My love today is for rent.
I LOVE YOU
Those simple words I know so well.
I wish for you to know.
That just liking someone is so different.
So I will say it real slow.
I LOVE YOU
Those are the words of a million feelings.
My hopes and dreams and joys.
Little girls writing love letters.
Chasing after boys.
I LOVE YOU
Those are the words that I say to you.
I whisper them to your heart.
You turn and look back at me.
I loved you from the start.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
To Spend Forever
I give you my heart,mind,body, and soul
I give you my love, for you to make me whole
I give you this promise, the promise to try
I give you each breath and the tears i cry
I give you my past, my future and NOW
I give you my thoughts and my hopes in this Vow
I give you my voice and the music i sing
I give you forever by accepting this ring
I give you my world all the pain and strike
I give you my hand and learn to share life
I give you this kiss and there words i say
"I'll Cherish you always as of this day"
I give you my faith that these words are true from now until the end I promise to you
I promise to spend the rest of my life loving you.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Hope in Black & White
Its been long I have been trying,
Looks like wet sand,
Was in my hand,
Now slowly and gradually drying.
Realities seems just like stories,
Used to be colored,
Never seemed blurred,
Now black and white, waterless dories.
The heavy cloud inside my head,
Keeps hoping cropping,
Just like head mobbing,
Now wants by isolation to get bayed.
The thunder while raining boggles,
Says sad and sorry,
The never stoppable orry,
Now like everything it always dawdles.
It seems this is life the fiery face,
Keeping the hopes alive,
A silver lightening in the hive,
Will bring glory and brightness in coming days!
Friday, January 4, 2008
Sold Out!
Its been long words came out
Given on rent ,vending out
Standing on the threshold
I'll blow all the ways out
Sold out! Sold out! Sold out!
All the words come undone
What is done what is done
Doubting it all untrueeeee
There is .. Is there?? A way out!
Sold out! Sold out! Sold out!
It has all just begun
Feel the magic floating all over
Just breath just breath and breach
Its all waking up and what's out??
Sold out! Sold out! Sold out!
Nothing left to prove , its a rush
Its simple but cannt explain...
Its another perfect day in lane
Sun fall out, rolling out, running out...
Don't know how, Don't know how,
Sold out! Sold out! Sold out!
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Who Ever Loved That Loved Not at First Sight?
It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is overruled by fate.
When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should love, the other win;
And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:
The reason no man knows; let it suffice
What we behold is censured by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?