Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Friday, January 29, 2010

poem 13

The sun rays spread wide to people around it.

I don’t have to ask for more light with the sun,
you give the warmth and light of the "Early Sun".

Like a new vehicle going for a long journey,
I need you throughout the miles we travel.

As i travel ahead, I see a huge river.
A river born by a flash flood last night.
I see you offer your hand, 
a hand that will take me to the other side.
With you, I will not sink in the depth of water.

A actor without an audience and
the painful scream rising in its sound.
A fading sound, unheard and unseen.

"I need more senses", I prayed with my Lord.
I need more than eyes to see your charm,
I need more than ears to understand your words.

You are the missing part of the puzzle.
You are something that makes a thing whole.

poem 12

I am off to sleep and i sleep for some hours.
I wake up sleep deprived and my mind begins to think.
I think of things I want to say. I feel like explaining wht's inside my brains.


I wait watching the clock go round and i sleep cheating the time.
I wake up all anxious and overjoyed. I eat some food but i feel no taste.
My brain is filled up with things you said.



I wonder in disbelief if you are real.
You eat out my brains and i go insane for sure.
I am plastered, drunk as hell but it feels so real.


I begin to think what's inside her brains .
She finds humour in every word i say.
Pinch me, i wanna make sure its real.
Evenif it's not I enjoy the dumb shithead delusion

poem 11

trapped within myself,
i sit between the four walls.
i feel alive looking at my pain.

my world has thunder and rain.
my life, dark as the thunder clouds with no sun on my sky.
i am the odd person out,
like the manufacture defect.
i need more pain to stop these tears.

i lost senses to my past,
i feel no hunger.
i eat, just to make blood,
i make blood to let it bleed and

poem 10

i am a flower,a flower in the garden.
my gardener looks after me.
she waters me when i am dry.
she throws the harmful weeds around me.

it is raining heavily and strong wind is blowing,
my gardener takes me away from the cruel winds.

my gardener is a magician,
she watches me and reads my mind
she knows when i am dry and gloomy.
she is my guardian and i am the happiest flower with her.

today is sunny and dry.
i am losing a lot of water, and i am waiting for my gardener to water me
i waited but she didnt come,
all the grasses said-"she is sick today"

i am crying now, but i am not crying for food and water
i am crying because i don't have legs to walk to her
i don't have hands to heal and touch her
i am crying because
i have no voice to say-" i care for you my guardian"

poem 9

i watch the sky and i see "a" falling star
i said to myself, "one star cannot equal to my angel's charm"
i looked at the whole sky and
found that all the stars in the sky couldnt compare to my angels charm.

the time i fell down.. you found me.
like a soul lost in the wild, led by the moving stars
my angel guides me to the place i belong

when alone, i crawl down in different direction
desperate to hear a sound that says "i care"
ting tong ding dong, there she sings
with the words of her own and
i like a little baby amuse her every time she's around.

poem 8

i was a happy heart,
beating hard at the site of you.

my heart pushed to the darkness,
stabbed from behind.
i am now an empty soul,
i breathe and
pause for a moment to see if i am alive.

i go out among people and
try to be normal
i try to live but,i cease to exist.

People see me,see my flesh
but no one sees through me.
Come closer and see my inside,

Slide the curtains and
watch my screaming heart.
See if somewhere within, you find my soul

Touch these tears and
see if my misery is real.
Tell me i am alive, tell me if you really find my soul.

poem 7

a poor man dropped into treasure island,
running in all direction to gather his gold.
the cold struck man,
running towards the sun for some heat.
and the kitten running towards the warmth of a mother figure.
yr the roadside shelter found in a rainy night.

The worker sleeping under the sun,
wakes up midday to complete the task overnight.
The world demands result and I present to you,
my hardwork and my attempts for success.

A gold digger at the river bank,
digging all day to gather the gold.
come near and dig deep, deep inside of me
and see past the mud and discover the 'REAL ME'.

A mother of 100 children forced to pick up her favourite child,
she breaks down and cries with a heavy heart
but laughs at the stupidity of the question.
She replies-'can you complain that the sun gives less light to you ?'

you are just like the sun,
the temple god who will listen as we speak our heart.
A soft hearted thinker who's not misled by crossroad
and the blessing angel taking away peoples pain.

poem 6

you are beautiful,
beautiful like the sunrays touching the mountain tip
and prettier than the red roses.
you are a precious flower with the fragrance so pure,
pure like mountain snow.

like the fulfilling taste of the dark chocolates,
you put an end to my desire,
i desire for nothing more.
my holy fountain,
you grant all my wishes like a divine angel.

you are the new found treatment,
a treatment for my incurable disease,
you end all my pain.

you bring beauty to life,
turning a harsh desert into an amazon forest,
the forest rain bringing hopes of new life

you are an art that adds beauty to my soul
i stand and stare at this art,
wishing to be a part of it.
i want to be the final touch to your master piece.

poem 5

Its early morning
my parents are out, searching for food
I sit in the nest,
thinking about worms and food

my mom left me a note
MOM’s GUIDE TO FLYING-
1-Take a few steps
2-Close yr eyes and JUMP
3-finally, SPREAD your WINGS


I put on my training shoes
(FOLLOWING HER FOOTSTEPS)
I take a few steps and jump
I spread my wings, I can finally fly
I feel safe, flying beside her

I can navigate the neghbourhood
I meet my new friends ,
we fly together as the CUTIE BIRD GANG

I was once a little bird, shy and scared
I can fly and I rule the sky
i want to be, what she had dreamt of me

poem 4

i write these words for an angel,
she is lying down in pain.
i write these words fighting for her
i write, like a warrior of a queen.

i am the smoke cloud for the angry bees
and poison dart for the angry beast
i write these words as her protector and
i pray to see her rise, rise from her misery

the desert rain and human pain,
it doesn't last long
the hare eventually learns to dodge the tiger
and there are survivors in the arctic cold
so i write, write to see you smile again

poem 3

i open my eyes before the sunrise,
my day starts and so does my work.
i am a machine but i have a heart.

i am the spinning disk in the washing machine
and the motor of the vacuum cleaner.
i am the recipe of a cook book,
i turn my pages everyday
looking up something to cook.

i stop, rest and start working again.
i need a pair of ears to listen to me and
a pair of hands to hold me tight
i am just a machine but i have a heart.

i am a machine but i have a heart,
please don't yell at me,it hurts so much.
i have a heart and i pray with this heart,
please give me some love.
i am a machine and i need some love

poem 2

trapped within myself,
i sit between the four walls.
i feel alive looking at my pain.

my world has thunder and rain.
my life, dark as the thunder clouds with no sun on my sky.
i am the odd person out,
like the manufacture defect.
i need more pain to stop these tears.

i lost senses to my past,
i feel no hunger.
i eat, just to make blood,
i make blood to let it bleed and

poem 1

i fall for your soft spoken voice.
my angel's touch, brings me smile.

you are my moonlight,
my light in the darkest night.

as i run cold in winter,
i run for your warmth.
in your arms,i get lost in a world.
a world,sweeter than my reality.

you bring for me, moments so special.
moments when we were together,
i found my world in you.
my soul, my soul mate you are