others may have wine, i have poetry

We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.

We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.

And the human race is filled with passion.

And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.

But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

Dead Poet's Society

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

shaken...

Are a few moments of bliss
Worth the far many more of pain?
Am I being too skeptical?
Or is this what maturity all about?
Am I failing to look at the bright side?
Is there one at all?

Not essential to my existence
And though sometimes it feels that way
Not mandatory to my happiness either
Not a need – more a want
Will I ever find him?
Will he be worth my all?
How will I know if its real?
And he feels the way I feel?
How am I to be sure it isn’t fake?
And that for granted, me, he won’t take?
I know it is a risk
But how will I know its worth taking?
I know it may be a mistake
But will it be worth making?

Hers was a darling
Now more than a devil
Made her laugh once
Now all she does is
Cry over him

He was the reason
She believed in life
And they were the reason
I believed in love

And now tha oasis has turned out to be just a mirage
And I am left all alone in the desert, thirsty for….reason,sense,love,trust…..

2 comments:

Manasa. K .Kumar said...

Nithya, you know what ?

We'll never ever ever be sure if its right or wrong, whether hes worth it or not, whether a risk is worth taking , especially concerning him.

And yeah, Im going to be single all my life.

Lol.

Juhi said...

welllll...that isn't only you Nith..i guess i've joined the club..and not only me,but all every girl is going to emphathize with 'Shaken'..We don't have any other go!these guys are so confused all the time!