letting go…

I forgive you…..

For all the instances you let me down

For all  the times you weren’t around

For all the paths I walked alone

For all the battles I fought alone

For all the things you did me wrong

For all the pains I carried along

For all the days I longed for you

For all the nights when I was blue

For all the words that were said

For all the tears that I shed

For all the reasons that we fought

For all the blames that I got

For all the apologies that I made

For all the times you betrayed

All those moments that were lost

 And wasted like a melting frost

Are running down my cheeks now

And for one last time, I allow

You to make me feel this way

 

And I forgive you…..

“…..I’ll be on my way…..”

She knew it was coming,

The sun was sinking in the west

Probably her last, it better be the best

From somewhere in that room, The Beatles play,

As the June light turns to moonlight I’ll be on my way 

She heard them ringing,

In a Church the sound of prayer bells

How she longed to be there, but her heart tells

It was forbidden, why, she would never understand

She only did what many did to her, but they were not banned

She was now playing,

In her mind, the flashback of her life

Which was nothing but a never ending bitter strife

Between right and wrong, pain and pleasure, good and bad

And a wish for the moment, to live the dream that she had always had

She began singing

The songs about friends and false lovers

Who saved their love for under her blanket covers

And, would leave the following morning with a tip or two

Only to be replaced by another, just the same, yet how time flew

She was disappearing

In the darkness around her bed

She closed her eyes, the day is dead

In a corner of the room, The Beatles still play

As the June light turns to moonlight, I’ll be on my way


return of the season

 

The night gets darker, I walk by the moonlight

I feel your presence, yet I long for your sight

 

The small café on the other side of the road

Is still open, facing your quiet, lonely abode

 

The tired old autumn leaves fall to the ground

Waiting perhaps, to return as the seasons turn around

 

And among them I walk, feeling you by my side

Holding my hand, following the stars as our only guide

 

And they turn dim in the golden sky, the night is gone

I am still there waiting for you to be back to where you belong!

 

 

What goes around comes around

You say it’s unfair, that you didn’t deserve it

I know the perfect thing to say, but I won’t say it

A million flashbacks run through my mind

Would you please rewind your memory to the time?

When you thought the world revolved around you

Oh! I’m sorry, you still think so, don’t you?

Things are still the same, there is, but one difference

You have become the joke that you once made at others’ expense

Call me all the names in the world, I couldn’t care less

I have no role whatsoever; you asked fate for this mess

I’m now over with what you did, over with being hurt and bruised and battered

Remember it’s always mind over matter; now I don’t mind and you don’t matter

The face looking at you that you call ugly and full of terror

Is actually karma showing you the mirror 😉

 

a forgotten friend

I saw you the other day

As I walked down the lane

Was it of shock or delight I cannot say

The feeling of familiarity that came

I thought you were gone

Or at least they told me so

Should’ve known they were wrong

Should’ve known you wouldn’t go

Missed you when the day turned dark

And in the sky when the stars did spark

Missed you when the rain poured down

And the arch of the rainbow touched the ground

Remember the dreams we shared?

About princes and castles and fairytales

If I asked you to, would you still care?

And join me again as I sail

Along the flow of memories I left behind

And with them, you, my dear friend

I kept you out of my mind

I thought that was an end

But now I know you were there

With me in every laughter and pain

When I gave up in despair

You were the voice that said “try again”!

 

the price

A shot of bullet, a merciless stab

And a world comes to an end

All it takes is a cold, stony heart

And that one fateful moment

To sweep away one universe

To destroy everything related

A thoughtless act eradicates a life

That was so thoughtfully created

Was it a right? We’ll never know

That ability to decide for others

But was it right? Definitely no

The tragedy that a lame excuse covers

The price of existence has come down to

Money, religion and the need for avenge

Blame it on the anger, pride or lust

Or simply the sweet smell of revenge!

 

 

Broken

The sound of it still lingers

The bits and pieces still scattered

The pain that came, when it shattered

From the eyes, flowing down like a river

Now dried up with the warmth of time

But still cold as ice, in a corner of mind

A revived memory from a forgotten past

An illusion that wouldn’t last

Like a vase, it broke

With one single movement

Never to be the same again

Never would it mend

Ended up on the floor like molecules of dust

Now blown away by the wind, is what I called TRUST

 

Passion

Poetry

Passion, dreams

Hobbies, entertainment

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I live in a free world

Inside my mind

And float in the sea

Of words and rhyme

I paint my days

With colors of wine

And dance to the tune

Of the flowing time

With every song I sing, I create a symphony

And in every dream I see, I end an agony

In every breath, there’s harmony

And I live….

…with passion

 

 

 

 

This was written for The Poetry Potluck week 14

Happy Potluck!!

 

A Horrid Phenomenon

I sit with my fifth cup of coffee

And lean my back against the chair

I throw yet another paper

And pull every strand of my hair

 

I try to scribble something, anything

With a pen and notebook in my hand

I end up tearing that page too

And add to the pile in the trash can

 

I look for inspiration in every possible thing

And write one sentence about them each

But, it just doesn’t come out right

I forgot my words, someone please teach!

 

“It’s too late, you’ve wasted enough time.

Take rest, go to bed”, says my bedside clock

Yeah, may be rest is all I need

I suffer from a disease called “Writer’s Block”!!!

MY ANGEL…

Take me with you my angel
To a place nobody knows,
Where the sea of hatred ends
And the river of love flows

Take me to your land
Where my soul resides,
Where fear loses its grip
And hope becomes my guide

Take me to the winds
Carry me along as you fly,
Let my wishes be my wings
And my dreams the never ending sky

Hold me my angel
And always do so,
Never leave me alone
Even when life lets me go

 

 

This is an old but a very special poem of mine…it is one of the first poems I wrote when I tried my hand at poetry around two years back 🙂

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