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!

 

 

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 🙂

memories of the night

It’s twelve midnight

As this urge I fight

To go near him

Drawn by his endearing sight

 

His body radiates a heat

I give in unable to beat

The magic of his persona

Always a delicious treat

 

Over him my fingers run

And then begins the endless fun

He shows me the world

As I sit here, stunned!

 

We share a connection so deep

But there’s a time to sow and a time to reap

So good night for today Mr. Laptop

You and I should both go to sleep!!!

 

A memory frozen in time

Those brown eyes alive as ever

The smile that fades never

That face of a four year old

Looks at me, through time’s million folds

 

The innocence of that face

Takes me back in time to a place

That no longer exists now

But manages to stay in my memory somehow

 

She asks me how I lived her life

I’m not sure…did I do it right?

Those years that passed between that picture and me

Did I do justice to them? Asks my frozen memory

 

 

Hi all!! I’m sorry for being away for so long. I was quite busy and was also having a bit of a writer’s block. Thank you for all the comments on my previous posts. I promise to reply and visit each and every one of you when I have the time.

I hope you liked this poem about a childhood picture of mine 🙂

Lots of love to all xoxoxo

…….a long time ago…..

 

Born in the mountains

As a tiny stream I flow

Destined to meet you

Following the only path I know

Forcing against the currents

Of the winds that come and go

Hoping someday you’d join me

Among the lands high and low

I would then cease to be a stream

And into a lovely river I’d grow

As we reach the sea, we’d be one

Like we were, a long time ago

And carrying the wisdom of the sea

Towards the sky’s heavenly glow

We’d fly once again

Like we did, a long time ago….

 

 

This was written for the Poetry Potluck 🙂 Hope you all like it!!

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