Moment of glory

Finally, my wait is over

Since my first day as a poet, I dreamed of this moment

To have my words reaching the masses

To express my thoughts to all

I wrote my words with passion

With an urge to get noticed

Every time I entered my poetry into a contest

I wished someday it would be published

I still remember those days of despair

When my friends used to laugh at my poems

The more I became inspired, to write for a cause

Bringing out the unusual themes

To wipe out the tears and pain of someone

To bring smile and laughter in someone’s heart

To express my anguish against the grueling issues

To express solidarity with struggling souls

To shed my tears and pain also to share my happiness

Nithin.R.S.

Lazy words

My words have become mechanical,

A poet inside me is long gone!

A tint of romance is not there,

Even my imagination ceased to work!

Feeling a bit rusty and aloof,

With all friends gone.

Feeling of loneliness is looming,

Threatening to overpower my desire.

Even dreams don’t inspire me now,

Images of past and uncertain future,

Confusing a dare devil heart,

Whether to choose left or right,

or straight direction?

Still looking for a friend for ever,

But damn friends hurt the heart,

Leaving myself hating friendship,

Even a virtual love doesn’t seem

to work!

Leaving fuming heart in search of

Peace and inspiration.

Nevertheless, hope is the last resort,

In which one can take refuge!

Nithin.R.S

Last Advice

Till some months back,

I had someone to rely on for advice

When ever I felt short on gas to fight on

Or lost somewhere down the road

Confused to choose what next to do

Somehow, he used to see farthest path

And used to warn me to take action

Somehow, always I listened, never acted

Only to learn my faults through downfalls

He never were angry, just gave the nod to go on

Now, deep down inside I want direction

But feels helpless, emotionally drained sometimes

Yet there is something

I could take everywhere I go

Some words from the heart for me

From my dad

I never thought it would be for the last time

We will be discussing about future

Never thought it will be his last advice for me

Finally I learned, why he let me do the way I wanted

To learn the path to success from my own

To get the urge from my heart itself to fight on

From the falls and the pain that comes along with it

Many a time I blamed him for restricting me

Now I understand, why he did

Knowing me very well, he didn’t leave me alone

Gave me the advice of a life time

To get on with what ever I endure in

Never to give up on the midway as I always did

As the failures and setbacks are just round the corner

Don’t bother about it, keep working harder

One day you will succeed.

A last piece of advice for me

Nithin.R.S.

Insecured mind

When things go wrong,

It seems, every other issue popping up,

At the very same wrong time!

A mess of a situation to be in,

Wrangling the mind, with tide of agony.

Confused state of mind,

Makes it fight like a warrior without a cause,

Makes it give up like a defeated soldier,

Makes it sad as if it lost something big,

When there is, nothing lost at all!

Senseless emotions make these happen

Brain seems to stop thinking

It’s the volley of emotions

That wages a war against an imaginary opponent

Consequently, the fight is located towards

those who are closer,

Creates small issues from nowhere

Only to hurt those around

Words becomes uncontrollable asset

Just like an erring missile, that lost its direction

Building tensions

Insecurity inspires to take on challenges

Without knowing what lies ahead

Just takes on every obstacle

As if, there is no other way to secure

Nithin.R.S.

Hell

If you were detained in the hell for a while, what would you do?

Would you try to escape from that grueling landscape?

Would you like to walk around and see the sights in the hell?

If you were alone by heart, with no known people around

What would you feel then?

Would you feel that you have been jailed for trillions of years?

Would you feel that you have been punished for over enjoying the life?

If you see devils around you with spears in their hands

Their faces may look ugly and dreadful

Groaning with anger, singing and dancing with an ugly smile

Then start teasing you with their ferocious egos

What would be your emotions?

Would you cry with fear?

Would you close your eyes in rage?

Would you run with fearsome heart for cover?

Would you try to fend off the devils?

Would you scream for help?

If you see people in swamp with only their heads above the mud

And you see a green pasture besides the swamp

With no other way to get there, other than running over their heads

What would you do?

If you see hands asking for help with a pathetic voice of despair

What would you do?

If you see a door to escape from hell to heaven

And you can hear the pleas from all behind you to help

Would you stay back for all others?

Would you try to save yourself from the misery?

Nithin.R.S.