I don't want to
dress up or dress down
wear a smile or a frown
be shallow or be deep
give away or keep
go out or stay in
be pure or commit a sin
love or hate
sleep or stay awake
be jealous or indifferent
be dumb or intelligent
be enthused or subdued
make peace or a fued
keep moving or stay still
be empty or be full
progress or digress
stay clean or create a mess
be kind or be callous
take in stride or create a fuss
i just want to be
yes thats the only wish from me
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
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
if you were
If you were a song
you'd be the only one I sing
If you were a bell
you'd be the only one I ring
If you were a feeling
you'd be the only one I feel
If you were a movie
you'd be the only one I see
If you were a thought
you'd be the only one I think
If were a drink
you'd be the only one I drink
If you were a flower
you'd be the one I always pick
If you were medicine
I'd always be sick
If you were a place
you'd be the only one I go to
If you were a job
you'd be the only one I'd ever do
If you were a poem
you'd be the only one I write
If you were a mistake
I'd hate to be right
if you were a book
you'd be the only one I read
but you are a guy
you are the only one I need
you'd be the only one I sing
If you were a bell
you'd be the only one I ring
If you were a feeling
you'd be the only one I feel
If you were a movie
you'd be the only one I see
If you were a thought
you'd be the only one I think
If were a drink
you'd be the only one I drink
If you were a flower
you'd be the one I always pick
If you were medicine
I'd always be sick
If you were a place
you'd be the only one I go to
If you were a job
you'd be the only one I'd ever do
If you were a poem
you'd be the only one I write
If you were a mistake
I'd hate to be right
if you were a book
you'd be the only one I read
but you are a guy
you are the only one I need
Thursday, December 18, 2008
a soul in solitude
i'll always have
the wind
to gently caress me
to play with my hair
and leave it in a lovely mess
the rain
to beautifuly drench my body
to revive and refresh my soul
with those gorgeous raindrops
the sun
to fill my life with light
and every time i'm cold
provide me warm warmth
the girl in my mirror
to talk to me
to comfort me
to support me
to love me
i'll always have me
the wind
to gently caress me
to play with my hair
and leave it in a lovely mess
the rain
to beautifuly drench my body
to revive and refresh my soul
with those gorgeous raindrops
the sun
to fill my life with light
and every time i'm cold
provide me warm warmth
the girl in my mirror
to talk to me
to comfort me
to support me
to love me
i'll always have me
Thursday, December 11, 2008
moving on
yes i think its finally happened
i've learnt to let go
and yes i forgive you
i didn't mean to create a row
all the anger has fizzled away
all thar remains is a hurt soul
i never meant to hurt you
like you didn't mean to play foul
i'd put a lot of trust in you
and was refusing to see reality
but its finally sunk in now
and i'm never going to believe in fantasy
this isn't the first time anyway
and you aren' the first person to scar
i'll jus be more careful now
i'll be near but i'll stay afar
i've learnt to let go
and yes i forgive you
i didn't mean to create a row
all the anger has fizzled away
all thar remains is a hurt soul
i never meant to hurt you
like you didn't mean to play foul
i'd put a lot of trust in you
and was refusing to see reality
but its finally sunk in now
and i'm never going to believe in fantasy
this isn't the first time anyway
and you aren' the first person to scar
i'll jus be more careful now
i'll be near but i'll stay afar
Saturday, December 6, 2008
terror....26/11
terror strikes
like a snake it rises its ugly head
its evil eyes..contemptful
it spits and hisses
and spares no one
indiscriminate...pure and poisonous
it bites all...no regrets
when it slithered into our world
no one knows
for how long its laid there
waiting and preparing to strike
we ask questions now
we scream after the kill
why didn't anyone see or recongnise it?
what chameleonistic trick did it do?
we give it exotic names
and play blame games
who is the charmer behind the snake?
why did we take so long to rise and wake?
like a snake it rises its ugly head
its evil eyes..contemptful
it spits and hisses
and spares no one
indiscriminate...pure and poisonous
it bites all...no regrets
when it slithered into our world
no one knows
for how long its laid there
waiting and preparing to strike
we ask questions now
we scream after the kill
why didn't anyone see or recongnise it?
what chameleonistic trick did it do?
we give it exotic names
and play blame games
who is the charmer behind the snake?
why did we take so long to rise and wake?
Thursday, December 4, 2008
alone..but not afraid
i've cut myself away from the world
not because i don't belong
but i no longer want to
we were very different leaves
but atleast we belonged to the same tree
have i detatched myself and flown away?
or have the others gone
and only i remain?
i don't understand anything anymore
why they laugh or why they cry
why they fail or why they try
i can't sympathise
or empathise with anyone
i can no longer laugh with or laugh at
i just can't mock or tease
or love or hate the same way
my feelings are not yours
they acquire a whole new
realm and reason in my world
my world...i'm not sure who is in there anymore
there is me and i think that is all there is
so much like yours
and so much not
so much more deeper
so much more shallow
a smile doesn't mean joy
tears don't mean sorrow
hope doesn't leave me hopeful
inspiration is just a word
anger and action aren't different
a pen just as good as a sword
i don't try to be like you
i know i never will
amidst so much activity
i've tried so hard to be still
this isn't a realisation
no it isn't an epiphany
i'm neither shocked nor surprised
to find myself alone
i've never been at peace anyway
there is no place i call home
not because i don't belong
but i no longer want to
we were very different leaves
but atleast we belonged to the same tree
have i detatched myself and flown away?
or have the others gone
and only i remain?
i don't understand anything anymore
why they laugh or why they cry
why they fail or why they try
i can't sympathise
or empathise with anyone
i can no longer laugh with or laugh at
i just can't mock or tease
or love or hate the same way
my feelings are not yours
they acquire a whole new
realm and reason in my world
my world...i'm not sure who is in there anymore
there is me and i think that is all there is
so much like yours
and so much not
so much more deeper
so much more shallow
a smile doesn't mean joy
tears don't mean sorrow
hope doesn't leave me hopeful
inspiration is just a word
anger and action aren't different
a pen just as good as a sword
i don't try to be like you
i know i never will
amidst so much activity
i've tried so hard to be still
this isn't a realisation
no it isn't an epiphany
i'm neither shocked nor surprised
to find myself alone
i've never been at peace anyway
there is no place i call home
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