My latest poem...hope y'all like it!
Life is a gamble that we all take,
Some show it real, some do it fake.
Its about those decisions that are of concern,
Enough said by me, now its your turn.
Why does it always have to be me?
Can't you ever set me free?
I've got no obligations, so then, why this toll?
That even before my imagination, I take a fall...
It's not the pain, I can bear through that...
But what about the reality upon which I just sat?
It happens so often that I become numb,
Then, be it my heart or be my thumb.
All this noise, I am losing my patience...
I just know that now things are becoming intense.
Before it's too late, you better come back,
Or else, I will snap and our world will crack.
I still plead to you and I still pray,
Hoping there's a comeback and you can stay.
But if not then atleast give me reasons,
'Coz I've waited too long and seen too many seasons.
I have always put my trust within you,
But, will we still get through?
It seems unlikely as days pass by,
And all I can do is sit and cry...
Life is becoming worse day by day,
But one day, I still know that you will come back and stay...
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Woh Pehli Nazar
My first hindi poem!! I simply love this poem!! And I can never tell enough about how much it means to me...
Woh pehli nazar,
Kar gayi asar,
Phir dil ne kaha, yeh soch kar,
Ki tum hi to ho meri jaane-jigar / humsafar.
Tumko dekha hua mujhko yeh aabhas,
Maano pyar ka thaa woh pehla ehsaas.
Bas tumhara laga sabse alag andaaz,
Isliye tumhari khatir rachoonga main ek naya itihaas.
Kahaan hai dil ka karaar, yeh mujhko nahi pata,
Kya hai yehi pyar, yeh mujhko tu bata.
Ab hai tera intezaar, mujhko to sada,
Kyunki ho gaya hai, yeh dil fida.
Ab mera yeh dil, to hai bekaraar,
Ki kare tu bhi ab to ikraar,
Aur kahe ki hai, tujhko bhi woh pyaar,
Jiske liye hai tadpa, yeh dil baar-baar.
Ab to main kahoon, bas keh hi doon,
Kyunki tere bin, ab main na jee sakoon.
Tere pyar main basi hai, meri har-ek saans,
Haan, itna ho gaya hai, mujhko tujh par vishwaas.
Woh pehli nazar,
Kar gayi asar,
Phir dil ne kaha, yeh soch kar,
Ki tum hi to ho meri jaane-jigar / humsafar.
Tumko dekha hua mujhko yeh aabhas,
Maano pyar ka thaa woh pehla ehsaas.
Bas tumhara laga sabse alag andaaz,
Isliye tumhari khatir rachoonga main ek naya itihaas.
Kahaan hai dil ka karaar, yeh mujhko nahi pata,
Kya hai yehi pyar, yeh mujhko tu bata.
Ab hai tera intezaar, mujhko to sada,
Kyunki ho gaya hai, yeh dil fida.
Ab mera yeh dil, to hai bekaraar,
Ki kare tu bhi ab to ikraar,
Aur kahe ki hai, tujhko bhi woh pyaar,
Jiske liye hai tadpa, yeh dil baar-baar.
Ab to main kahoon, bas keh hi doon,
Kyunki tere bin, ab main na jee sakoon.
Tere pyar main basi hai, meri har-ek saans,
Haan, itna ho gaya hai, mujhko tujh par vishwaas.
My Valentine
A very sweet poem! I love this poem!
My life asks for your love,
And I hope it won't fly away like a dove...
Love is prone as a twine,
So, I ask, if you will be my Valentine.
I have never felt this feeling before,
When I stay awake everyday until four,
Then, my eyes start to get sore,
And, I can still feel you inside my core.
My life does not exist without you,
And my love for you is very true.
You might ask me for some proof,
So, I will simply jump off the roof.
You are a major part of me,
Which holds together my integrity.
Without you, I will cease to be,
And so will God's creativity.
It isn't hard to say 'I love you'
Or pick up the broken pieces too...
It is done by the whole world's crew...
But how? Is the mystery to undo!
I ain't any clever Einstein,
Or some scary Frankenstein,
But, trust me, with me, you will be fine,
So, please become my Valentine.
I know our love is divine,
So come, let us together have some wine,
For you have come in my life as sunshine,
So, please become my Valentine!
My life asks for your love,
And I hope it won't fly away like a dove...
Love is prone as a twine,
So, I ask, if you will be my Valentine.
I have never felt this feeling before,
When I stay awake everyday until four,
Then, my eyes start to get sore,
And, I can still feel you inside my core.
My life does not exist without you,
And my love for you is very true.
You might ask me for some proof,
So, I will simply jump off the roof.
You are a major part of me,
Which holds together my integrity.
Without you, I will cease to be,
And so will God's creativity.
It isn't hard to say 'I love you'
Or pick up the broken pieces too...
It is done by the whole world's crew...
But how? Is the mystery to undo!
I ain't any clever Einstein,
Or some scary Frankenstein,
But, trust me, with me, you will be fine,
So, please become my Valentine.
I know our love is divine,
So come, let us together have some wine,
For you have come in my life as sunshine,
So, please become my Valentine!
Aakhiri Umang
A lovely poem! Its the one I wrote when I couldn't confess my crush on this girl I liked so much!!
Dil ki baat zubaan par laa naa sakaa,
Main tujhko apna banaa naa sakaa.
Ab iska to dukh rahega mujhko sadaa,
Kya karoon, na bhool paaye, yeh dil, teri woh ada...
Ab tujhko to paana hai, mujhko har haal main,
Chahe pahaar uthaana pade, saagar ke bahaav main.
Meri zindagi ka panna tujh hi se, shuru-khatam hota hai,
Kyunki tere khwabon main, yeh dil, din-raat khota hai.
Tera naam sunoo to, sukoon mujhko milta hai,
Aur agar kuch galat sunoo to, gusse se bhi sar hilta hai.
Ab hai mera lakhsya, tumko haasil karna,
Tumhare saath jeena ya phir, tumhare bagair marna.
Apni khushiyaan bhi tumko main baat doonga,
Tumse jo ladega, usse badla main loonga.
Tumhara hukm hoga, mere sar aankhon par,
Ek baar to hoke dekho, tum mujh par nirbhar...
Tumhe leke sanjoye hain, maine jo kuch pal,
Unhi ki khatir to, ho raha hoon safal.
Laayega nayi umange, aayega jo naya kal,
Tab tak aas lagaoon main teri, bina khaana ya jal.
Tumhari khaatir kar doon main, zameen-aasmaan ko ek,
Din-raat ek karke, tod laaoon sitare anek.
Sabse pehle pahuncha doon, tumhari Birthday ka Cake,
Ab to ban jaao meri, For Goodness Sake!
Dil ki baat zubaan par laa naa sakaa,
Main tujhko apna banaa naa sakaa.
Ab iska to dukh rahega mujhko sadaa,
Kya karoon, na bhool paaye, yeh dil, teri woh ada...
Ab tujhko to paana hai, mujhko har haal main,
Chahe pahaar uthaana pade, saagar ke bahaav main.
Meri zindagi ka panna tujh hi se, shuru-khatam hota hai,
Kyunki tere khwabon main, yeh dil, din-raat khota hai.
Tera naam sunoo to, sukoon mujhko milta hai,
Aur agar kuch galat sunoo to, gusse se bhi sar hilta hai.
Ab hai mera lakhsya, tumko haasil karna,
Tumhare saath jeena ya phir, tumhare bagair marna.
Apni khushiyaan bhi tumko main baat doonga,
Tumse jo ladega, usse badla main loonga.
Tumhara hukm hoga, mere sar aankhon par,
Ek baar to hoke dekho, tum mujh par nirbhar...
Tumhe leke sanjoye hain, maine jo kuch pal,
Unhi ki khatir to, ho raha hoon safal.
Laayega nayi umange, aayega jo naya kal,
Tab tak aas lagaoon main teri, bina khaana ya jal.
Tumhari khaatir kar doon main, zameen-aasmaan ko ek,
Din-raat ek karke, tod laaoon sitare anek.
Sabse pehle pahuncha doon, tumhari Birthday ka Cake,
Ab to ban jaao meri, For Goodness Sake!
Desire
A very passionate poem!!
You are that 'live' wire,
Which sets my soul on fire!
I hope I can hold you within my attire,
Since, you are my sole desire!
When I see you, my blood starts to rush,
What can I do? You are my 'big' crush!
Just to hear you, I make everyone hush,
Thoughts about you, and, I begin to blush!
No second thoughts, no hesitation,
From now on, you are my anticipation.
Without you, I see only frustration,
Which is why, I say, you are my final destination.
You are my heart, you are my soul,
In this lonely world, you are my only hope.
Without you, life is impossible to cope,
As it makes me feel like hanging on a rope.
You are my love, you are my admiration,
You are my destiny, you are my inspiration.
You are the reason why I do respire,
Since, you are my sole desire.
You are that 'live' wire,
Which sets my soul on fire!
I hope I can hold you within my attire,
Since, you are my sole desire!
When I see you, my blood starts to rush,
What can I do? You are my 'big' crush!
Just to hear you, I make everyone hush,
Thoughts about you, and, I begin to blush!
No second thoughts, no hesitation,
From now on, you are my anticipation.
Without you, I see only frustration,
Which is why, I say, you are my final destination.
You are my heart, you are my soul,
In this lonely world, you are my only hope.
Without you, life is impossible to cope,
As it makes me feel like hanging on a rope.
You are my love, you are my admiration,
You are my destiny, you are my inspiration.
You are the reason why I do respire,
Since, you are my sole desire.
Mystery
My first ever poem...on an emotional note...
Everyday, I watch the sun rise
In the hope that it will bring a surprise,
Eventually, though I do realize,
That it can bring only darkness and demise...
Since, I met her, I've been anticipating
Now, when she's gone, my life is dissipating.
When it began, there was love, tender and care,
Only to end up in agony, fury and flare.
It feels like my heart is hit hard by harpoons,
While, my head is weary of the typhoons.
My life has been all about ups and downs,
Seeing, talking & meeting with people filled with frowns!
This poem has meaning way deeper than just the rhyme
Although, my efforts have turned out to be slime.
It's such a good feeling when 'something' is received,
But ask me how it feels when that 'thing' is deprieved.
I always thought you would give me a reason,
For your unrealistic and uncharacteristic treason.
After all those seasons, I have forgotten it all
Cause it's too late and I am about to fall.
It's not just about death and life
It's about my strive with my strife.
Whenever I try to rise,
I fall back due to the high price.
In this web, I am a small cut part,
Who is looking ahead for a whole new start.
Weaknesses are all I profess,
And this is all I have to confess...
So, is this all that life can be?
All to do with sadness and misery...
I've always wanted to be free
But, my life is still a mystery.
Everyday, I watch the sun rise
In the hope that it will bring a surprise,
Eventually, though I do realize,
That it can bring only darkness and demise...
Since, I met her, I've been anticipating
Now, when she's gone, my life is dissipating.
When it began, there was love, tender and care,
Only to end up in agony, fury and flare.
It feels like my heart is hit hard by harpoons,
While, my head is weary of the typhoons.
My life has been all about ups and downs,
Seeing, talking & meeting with people filled with frowns!
This poem has meaning way deeper than just the rhyme
Although, my efforts have turned out to be slime.
It's such a good feeling when 'something' is received,
But ask me how it feels when that 'thing' is deprieved.
I always thought you would give me a reason,
For your unrealistic and uncharacteristic treason.
After all those seasons, I have forgotten it all
Cause it's too late and I am about to fall.
It's not just about death and life
It's about my strive with my strife.
Whenever I try to rise,
I fall back due to the high price.
In this web, I am a small cut part,
Who is looking ahead for a whole new start.
Weaknesses are all I profess,
And this is all I have to confess...
So, is this all that life can be?
All to do with sadness and misery...
I've always wanted to be free
But, my life is still a mystery.
Life
My 2nd ever poem...still on an emotional note...
My life is a mystery,
Sometimes a joke, otherwise a misery.
It is very complicated to tell its presence,
Since everywhere, I face resilience.
I call life a joke
So people call me a bloke!
I am not a broke
And neither do I get any stroke!
The pressure on me is extremely immense,
Although, most of it, may seem nonsense.
Life seems to lack essence...
And neither does it have an existence.
Does it have an end?
I searched even in the sand!
The question still remained
Just a little more stained.
Everyday, I pray
How longer will I stay?
I still don't get an answer
Neither do I get a transfer.
I am raging furious...
While, everyone else is curious!
I want fairness from the jury,
And that tells the whole story.
Sometimes, things are fast
Mostly in the past.
Now, things are slow
So, I must go...
My life is a mystery,
Sometimes a joke, otherwise a misery.
It is very complicated to tell its presence,
Since everywhere, I face resilience.
I call life a joke
So people call me a bloke!
I am not a broke
And neither do I get any stroke!
The pressure on me is extremely immense,
Although, most of it, may seem nonsense.
Life seems to lack essence...
And neither does it have an existence.
Does it have an end?
I searched even in the sand!
The question still remained
Just a little more stained.
Everyday, I pray
How longer will I stay?
I still don't get an answer
Neither do I get a transfer.
I am raging furious...
While, everyone else is curious!
I want fairness from the jury,
And that tells the whole story.
Sometimes, things are fast
Mostly in the past.
Now, things are slow
So, I must go...
For You...From Me...
This is the poem I wrote to a friend who was very close to me.....I wrote this when he was leaving my college (in India) to go to a different one...it is a sorta sad one but it is very meaningful to me....
Not more than 3-4 weeks have been through,
Since, I met a special friend. Its true
That it is easy to make friends,
But these people are those who change with trends.
However, in contrast, you are very unique,
And this is not for your mentality or physique.
You are different because you have touched my heart,
And, now I will miss you, even if you go a million miles apart.
All the laughters we had and the joys you gave,
Are all part of the memories that I am trying to collect and save.
The experiences you gave, some cowardly some brave,
All add up to the satisfaction of my friendship crave.
One day I see you sitting in a cafe bar,
As a celebrity, as a star.
Because you look very 'fundoo', just like 'Sallu' yaar!
So, better keep in contact, 'warna padenge joote chaar!'
The last phrase has got some indian (hindi) terms so i am telling them here for those who didn't understand their meaning...
'fundoo' means cool
'Sallu' is the short for Salman Khan, a very handsome Indian celebrity (he has been voted in the top ten most smart looking faces on earth in the past!!). This friend of mine looked extremely similar to Salman Khan so, we teased him often with his name!
'yaar' means friend
'warna padenge joote chaar' means if (warna) you don't keep in contact then, we will hit (padenge) you with our shoes (joote) 4 times (chaar)
Not more than 3-4 weeks have been through,
Since, I met a special friend. Its true
That it is easy to make friends,
But these people are those who change with trends.
However, in contrast, you are very unique,
And this is not for your mentality or physique.
You are different because you have touched my heart,
And, now I will miss you, even if you go a million miles apart.
All the laughters we had and the joys you gave,
Are all part of the memories that I am trying to collect and save.
The experiences you gave, some cowardly some brave,
All add up to the satisfaction of my friendship crave.
One day I see you sitting in a cafe bar,
As a celebrity, as a star.
Because you look very 'fundoo', just like 'Sallu' yaar!
So, better keep in contact, 'warna padenge joote chaar!'
The last phrase has got some indian (hindi) terms so i am telling them here for those who didn't understand their meaning...
'fundoo' means cool
'Sallu' is the short for Salman Khan, a very handsome Indian celebrity (he has been voted in the top ten most smart looking faces on earth in the past!!). This friend of mine looked extremely similar to Salman Khan so, we teased him often with his name!
'yaar' means friend
'warna padenge joote chaar' means if (warna) you don't keep in contact then, we will hit (padenge) you with our shoes (joote) 4 times (chaar)
Peace
Just thought to make a poem on world peace so here it is...
What is peace? What is its identity?
For me, peace is nothing, other than humanity.
The one word that separates insanity,
Helping save the world and prevent calamity.
Peace has always been in our history,
Because it defines the world's chemistry.
Peace is our vulture,
That prevents destruction of our culture.
Peace is beyond us, peace is among us,
Taking away our pain, by taking away the pus.
Peace, in our society, brings in love
Which then thoroughly, represents it with a dove.
Peace comes with patience,
When the story becomes intense.
So, then, why is the natural trend,
That peace should come at the end...
What is peace? What is its identity?
For me, peace is nothing, other than humanity.
The one word that separates insanity,
Helping save the world and prevent calamity.
Peace has always been in our history,
Because it defines the world's chemistry.
Peace is our vulture,
That prevents destruction of our culture.
Peace is beyond us, peace is among us,
Taking away our pain, by taking away the pus.
Peace, in our society, brings in love
Which then thoroughly, represents it with a dove.
Peace comes with patience,
When the story becomes intense.
So, then, why is the natural trend,
That peace should come at the end...
Pain
Trust me I wasn't feeling very good (emotionally) when I wrote this...
I felt it before, I felt it again
My heart sinking and hands tied with a chain.
It makes me feel empty, it makes me go insane,
These are my feelings when I'm going through pain.
I feel like being showered totally in acid rain,
Which will therefore, cause all my blood to drain.
I feel like I've been left desperate for a single piece of grain,
This is how it feels when you are left alone in pain.
Blood splashing out when your head is hit by a cane,
Or, you been squelched hard by a cruising train,
Or, just like jumping from a sixty foot high crane,
These are similar to the way I feel my pain.
I have seen that big red stain,
Which is somewhere inside my brain,
I know it only gives me losses and no gain,
Yet, I still can't overcome my pain.
I felt it before, I felt it again
My heart sinking and hands tied with a chain.
It makes me feel empty, it makes me go insane,
These are my feelings when I'm going through pain.
I feel like being showered totally in acid rain,
Which will therefore, cause all my blood to drain.
I feel like I've been left desperate for a single piece of grain,
This is how it feels when you are left alone in pain.
Blood splashing out when your head is hit by a cane,
Or, you been squelched hard by a cruising train,
Or, just like jumping from a sixty foot high crane,
These are similar to the way I feel my pain.
I have seen that big red stain,
Which is somewhere inside my brain,
I know it only gives me losses and no gain,
Yet, I still can't overcome my pain.
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