a poetic correspondence

a poetic correspondence

ME
my heart doesn't need poems to heal
a poem won't really erase the hurt i feel
all i want are some words earnest and true
and if you could add a hug, then that would be good too
but it is sad you don't realise this my friend
sad that you don't have a few kind words to lend
sad you have nothing to say
sad that you should feel this way
but thats oki'm not mad
just a bit hurt and maybe very sad
i love you still, thats what friends do
and if you need me i'll be here for you

SHE
hey....

you told me you need no poem...
but i think i need one
so just listen to what i have to say..
just this once...

i know you're hurt , i know you're sad
i know its not easy to let go just like that

i'm sorry for what i did
you know i did'nt mean it
its just that , its been so long...
i thought our friendship had grown really strong...(it still is!!!!!!!!!!!!- i hope...)

i'm not upset , i'm not sad
i'm not even close to anything like that

i know i have'nt completely understood you,
but i promise, i will one day,
believe me , 'coz i believe in you...

ME
a poem they say comes from the heart
a poem they they say is truth from the start

a poet you say you are not
but a poem you just wrote, did you not?

a poem so true, it shook me from within
a poem so beautiful , it made music like a violin

a poem i know i didn't ask
but writing one like that should have been one mean task


if what you have to say is going to be filled with so much sincerity
i'll listen to you for not just once but for all eternity

it has been long, our friendship has gone strong
but listen to what i have to say, don't get me wrong

even the oldest and strongest tree faces a storm
young or old they all do, its the norm
even the tree with the deepest roots needs water to survive
water is a neccessity if it needs to live and thrive
but do you the difference between the young and the old tree
if you don't - then hear it from me

the old ones face the strong much better
it may get ruffled but won't give in to the pressure
our friendship darling is like an old tree
it may need water and face storms of the highest degree

but in the end it'll stil stand
in the end it'll emerge strong and
better than ever before

may this strom be a lesson well learnt
may it be into our hearts and mind burnt
may it remind us what a beautiful bond we share
and to let go ever, may we not even dare

a kite on the tree

a lonely kite flutters on the tree
hanging dangerously on the brim
is has a choice to make - a tough choice
a choice between easy and right

the distance to the ground
seems so much easier to cover
than the distance to the skies

the decision has to be made fast
or the wind will rip it apart

the skies seem dauntingly infinite
terrifyingly unconquerable
yet temptingly free and beautiful

the ground is easy to reach
it just has to fall down
but then it will be impossible
to rise upto the skies ever
Once it falls-itfalls- no hope
No scope to go anywhere better

the decision has to be made fast
or the wind will rip ti apart
the end seems so near
and life seems so dear

the lonely kite flutters on the tree
it reminds me of someone - it reminds me of me

eclipse

a need to prove myself
clouded by the fear of failure
setting my priorities right
overridden by teenage fantasies
a resolution to work hard
blurred by the want to have fun
the choice to do the right thing
fogged by the tendency to do whats"in"
the discretion to be rational and wise
misted by the tendency to be impulsive
the decision to believe the good in myself
hazed by doubts about self worth
the wish to stay sane and focussed
overcast by the inclination to go crazy and digress

what matters

it isn't the fullness of your lips
that makes me want to kiss you
it is the words that you speak through them

it isn't your well built body
that makes me want to hug you
it is the heart that lies within

it isn't the color of your eyes
that draws me towards you
its the truth and kindness they show

it isn't the softness or shine
that makes me want to ruffle your hair
it is those amazing thoughts that lie inside

coz it isn't for the handsome guy
that i fell
i fell for the beautiful soul

Forever kind

I went to the shop yesterday
to pick out a card for you
don't ask me the occasion
I just went coz I wanted t

I picked a few
Then I kept them back
I went around to look
At some in another rack

I searched, browsed, looked
And read almost every card
And though some were good
To pick one for you was very hard

Some talked of long friendships
Others of sharing it all
While some were straight from the heart
Other told stories long and tall

Then it struck me why
This task was such a bother
Because the friendship we share
Is unlike any other

It hasn’t been long
We haven’t yet shared it all
And the compliments we share
Are outnumbered by our brawls

Yet there is something about us
That I feel in my heart and mind
You aren’t just any other friend
You are the” forever” kind

I didn't do nothing

Our eyes meet across the street
He checks me out from head to feet
Of course I’m looking at him too
He looks simply too good to be true

That bronze like skin
That chiseled chin
Those amazing eyes
The colour of the skies


He gives me a half smile
Brimming with naughty vibes

I don’t smile just pout with my lips
Bat my lashes give my hair a flip

Another look into his eyes
Tells me he is all mine

Just then the girl
Standing beside
Nudges his elbow
And gives me the evil eye

She drags him away
He keeps turning back
She thinks, ”What does she
Have That I lack?”

There is nothing wrong with you darling
I think it’s just me
I was just flirting around
Didn’t you see?

Don’t worry about it
Don’t give it another thought
You can’t really help it
if your boyfriend thinks I’m hot

student

forehead filled with worry wrinkles
eyes beneath reflect injustice
a stooped down shoulder
a let down spirit
a walk without the spring
a voice without life

innocence - not lost, just never found
creative instincts trampled and buried in the ground

a brain filled with nonsensical words
and meaningless numbers

a day filled with homework
a week filled with tests
months filled with exams
and the vicious cycle keeps going on

a race to achieve what is most coveted
a snooty university, a plushy job

lucid visions of love and lust
painted in the canvass of their minds
by the brushes of the media

a world that begins and ends with"me"
a world with no time left for "we"

"kindness, humility, humanity, peace and love"
words familiar only in textbooks

"secular sovereign democratic
brotherhood and fraternity"
words known only because
it is "coming" for a test

where relationships turnneedy
where friends turn greedy

oh what is it with them
their monotonous days
and superficial ways

present

aching ...yearning
longing
loved ...lonely
confused
in denial
yet acceptance??

a hopeless fear replaces
a fearless hope

outgoing
yet unable to express?
or maybe able to express yet can't?
engulfed by love
embraced by hate

at peace with the world
in war with self

essence

an oyster without its pearl
a dance without any swirl
a garden without flowers
the night without stars
a candle without its light
a clown without delight
a poem without rhyme
a bell without chime
a tree without any leaf
a prayer without belief
winter without snow
a deer without a doe
monsoon without the rain
a genius without a brain
a painter with no paints
an holy place with no saints
a writer without words
a birdhouse without birds
an ice cream thats not cold
an antique thats not old
bread without butter
a fish not in water
a groom without his bride
a horse you cannot ride
a somg without melody
a mistake that has no remedy
a guitar with no strings
a bird without wings
a world without babies
a promise full of "may be"s
a book without pages
a worker without wages
a delicacy you can't eat
a challenge you can't meet
a prize you can't win
a top you can't spin
a rainbow without color
a hero without valor
a unreachable goal
a body with no soul
like coffee without cream
like sleep with no dream
a beach not near sea
THAT IS YOU WITHOUT ME

so real yet unreal...thats how i feel

it isn't envy
though it something very close
it isn't admiration
no its way more
it makes my heart leap
and then shatter into pieces
my heart beat goes up
and then to nothingness - it decreases
my spirits soar
like a dove in the sky
and then they dampen
and i begin to cry

you make me want to love you
then i hate you
i want to curse you
then i appreciate you

you are really special
i hope you realize that

"plain and ordinary" ??please
nothing even close to that

I'll never forgive you
for making me feel this way
yet i would have murdered you
if you wouldn't have told me that day

troubles

What I was promised
I haven’t got
I am forced to learn
What I wasn’t taught
I am willing to work hard
But that’s not enough
What used to be easy
Now seems so tough
I slog till my brain goes numb
Supposed to feel smarter
I still feel so dumb
I try to be positive
I promise to try
But whatever I do
I can’t help but cry
I was prepared for bad
I was prepared for worse
But I have landed upon
Is surely a curse
Whatever I do
However much I do
A drop is all I knowThere is still an ocean to go

struggles

A plunge into my soul
Scares me
A probe into my heart
Despairs me
An observation of my mind
Makes me weak inside
Who is this person?
What have I become?
What have I done?
What will be the outcome?

These feelings and thoughts
These phrases and words
All so overwhelming and so absurd
So much to do and yet I am idle
My whole life seems a question.
A puzzle. A riddle?

What seems important is not
What is supposed to be cold is hot
I am muddled when I am supposed to be clear
I am there when I am supposed to be here


Forces, emotions. All around
I feel lost. Totally unwound

So much praise. So much criticism
I get answers to questions I never asked
Unwillingly I am being pulled into my past

I struggle to break free
The harder I try
The deeper I am pulled
Deep and deeperTill I can’t separate me from my life

The girl in my mirror

you can see she is fighting a battle
a battle deep within
she is here
and yet she isn't
her eyes shine
but not with joy
at the brim
threatening to overflow
her lip wears a smile
but refuses to share it with her eyes
and then
her lips quiverher nose twitches
she grits her teethand clenches her fists
but her eyes are still open
they still shine
then suddenly
it all comes to an end
her eyes close
the tears come out..hot,
fast and impatient tears
her face is now uncoils
but her heart contorts
she grimaces...
...a battle lost
a battle deep within....

cognizance

As minutes turn into hours
As buds bloom into flowers
My doubts turn to fears
And my eyes fill with tears
I’m flooded with thoughts
I never thought were mine
I’m overcome with feelings
That I fail to define
I am consumed in them
My mind is in mayhem
I try to perceive. Analyze
To be rational and wise
Just as I disentangle the strands
And try to understand
They swirl into a mist
And then cease to exist
I search for my loss
But choose not to see
That what I lost
Is somewhere seep within me

a poem on a tissue

i am still waitng
for a sign..a phonecall..a message
to show you still care
wondering if you meant it
when you said that you'll be there
i wasn't going to talk to you at all
but then i changed my mind
because the truth i wanted to know
and the reason i deserve to find
when you asked my to love myself
was it because you didn't?
when you asked me to keep in touch
did it mean you wouldn't?
a relationship works both ways
and that is how it should too
when i gave all the love up to you
don't i desserve some in return from you?

you thought me to be kind
you taught me to be smart
but an important thing you didn't teach
was how to deal with a broken heart

do you even know what this is about?
or should i once again scream and shout?
do you know why iam so sad
and how hard i'm trying not to be mad?
I'm forcing myself to be rational
trying hard to be wise
trying not to lose my cool
i'm trying to break the ice

everytime i fill up with fury inside
i try to find an excuse..i try to think
"there has to be an explanation"
but then i change my mind

i think i've said enough
these tissues say it all
how it hurt deep inside
when you failed to call...

yeah so finally

ok at last getting this blog started after a lot of pursuasion and inspiration...will mostly post my so called poems..will not be free from ramblings though..so here goes nothing