Month: January 2019

Blog Post About This Poem – Read This Before Reading The Poem.

Drained mind like a tired ballet dancer stood,
No more steps can be taken, no more moves to show,
Still deep inside amid the shallow paths of mind,
That once with brighter glow of romance filled,
Ah’ a stranger played hide and seek in a maze.

Turn, turn and turn and a dead end she found,
Where she hid and as my mind’s eyes reached,
She moved and moved and moved beyond sight,
Ah’ my own maze through which she moved,
Mind’s eyes fell apart as another turn I know not she found.

Took the lesson that mind in whole I know not,
Then I looked and I found a way out of the maze,
Stepped out and away from the maze walked,
Then I remembered ah’ I remembered I never seen,
The face of her, the stranger who played hide and seek.

Drained mind for a way ahead looked but only mirages seen,
When looked back I saw, she running away from the maze.

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Blog Post About This Poem.

Days of every kind I walked through,
As fast as they could light took away the days,
Oh’ spring, summer, fall and winter,
The days carried me too along,
The life that perplexed me as usual,
Always changed with the changing days.

From youth to middle age I rebelled with “My ladies”,
Images of them in my mind they left,
For me to see and cherish,
Even when in the darkness they hide.
In my mind every one with a name I kept,
But many I forgot as ‘much older’ I became,
But some from the long lost memories filled in,
When a beautiful lady pass me by who bears that name.

The world passed by that bit of time,
When images and omens drawn paths,
Then deliberately a path I have drawn,
Love is the omen through every sense I felt,
Only one image in my senses filled,
That image I vow to carry the rest of my time.

The image of you that erased every sin of mine,
With the purity of love deep in your heart you forged,
Just with my image that never stopped smiling.

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Blog post about this poem.

In circles and cycles time traveled,
As morning mist tried hard not to fall,
From the blooming trees that danced in morn,
Of a new birthed spring where to bind I tried,
Hopes buried in the winter frost of youth.

Ah’ life through cycles in circles unraveled,
Fortunes and misfortunes, ah’ wilder rides,
Eyes always felt as if to stained-glasses glued,
As beyond moved the puzzles of romance,
For reasons unknown cycles and circles they never felt.

The world around, oh’ the critics and mockers,
Gossips and laughs about the loveless life felt,
The buried talks and the whispers they know I heard too,
Ah’ none carried a spear or a dagger with them,
Still all pierced with looks and words that hurts worse.

Circles and cycles oh’ they bent time as one moved,
From thoughts to dreams and dreams to reality,
Ah’ as along space bent Oh’ nothing stayed same.
Dragged along the gossip lines the truth of loveless life,
Love, a wonder never ever felt as it lost me to loneliness.

Then the story I turned backwards and sideways to see,
As reality has many different faces than one knows,
The fortunate and unfortunate buried lot many tears,
Oh’ how lucky and peaceful I feel when I know I loved,
And how lucky I know you are, when I know you are loved.

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Blog Post About This Poem.

Anger, frustration, sadness and annoyance, 
These were all I was able to deliver, 
To your days and nights, 
Unknown to me the meaning of your words.

My meaning is unknown and I never searched, 
But it was love I intended to give and gain, 
And make our life a meaningful passage, 
Time will endure everlastingly.

Blog Post About This Poem – Read This Before Reading The Poem.

There was a ray that came
Spread by the Sun in the morn,
That touched your eyes to wake
The world around you and I.

Then your soul in reluctance stood,
Spoke no thoughts and shown no dreams
As it rhymed in my shyness to speak my love,
Still a glitter I saw in your winking eyes

The world around us ah’ they frowned
The material senses deep inside growled
The feelings though stronger grown
Stronger strangers injected venom of hate.

The leaves have fallen
The dreams they buried deep
Souls like phantoms wandered
As you told why you can’t like me

A scene of the drama in tragedy ended
Oh’ how many more to be played
How many more roles to be acted
But still our souls in each other will fail

Fail to understand why each other we can’t love.

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