29 Jun 2010

Bleeding Tears



You cry, when you are hurt
It is same with others
When you hurt someone
You might not know, the depth of their wounds
That you inflicted upon their hearts
As you are kept away, from those grief
As they believe,
You won’t be able to understand it
They just wish a piece of mercy from you
Some moments of peace away from you
It’s not due to any hatred
They just wish for some calmer times
Not to be hurt furthermore
As they prefer to cry in the loneliness
Without letting, anyone see their tears
Sometimes, excessive tears can induce bleeding
Through the nose without any warning
The more they love you
The tears will be harder to stop
As they don’t expect you to hurt so bad
Unlike others
They panic to control the blood and tears
Yet without any anger or ill feelings
It’s cruel not to see the depth of that love
Be it friendship or any relation
You don’t have any right to hurt anyone
Even if they have hurt you once in past
Even if you don’t care
At least can spare them with their plight
If you care, apologize from heart
All those tears will melt down into relief
As you are someone with high esteem in their heart
Control your anger when you are with your beloved
Your words have power to heal or hurt
Measure it with precision to constrain
As even, you don’t wish to cause anyone to bleed
Unintentional, yet if someone bleeds with tears
Care them and make them feel better
And never make them cry again
Tears are dangerous than you think
There is no point in loving from heart
If you can’t show it when it matters
Sometimes words are enough to console
Spare some words and use the better ones  
Rather than cussing, just tell with calmness
What you feel, they will understand
If you wish their happiness
Never let them cry with your words
Cos tears bleeds sometimes
It’s painful than you can imagine 


Some times i find hard to control anger.Only later i realise that,ive hurt someone when i was angry.Well,unintentional rants can land someone in trouble with tears,Experience taught me this lesson.

Time


I wish to cease the time 
So that i could save some 
As it is running so fast
Leaving me desperate to catch
Some breath in between my quests 


This poem derived from my feeling that 24 hours isn't enough to complete the tasks on a given day.I am lazy enough,but strive to do a lot,reaching nowhere. Yeah, i would love some planet where there are more than 24 hrs available in day.Lol.

28 Jun 2010

Rainbow Prince



Rainbow Prince
He is pretty and witty
 A perfect secret soul mate
He lives in her diaries and heart
Someone she calls her own
He travels with her all day
And rests in her words at night
He fills her dreams with magic
He grew with her words over the years
A bonding untold
He knows her teenage dreams
He knows her ambitions
He is her boyfriend
Whom she makes jealous
She looks up to him to wipe her tears
She looks up to him to hug her joys
She lives a life with a life with him
Far away from the eyes of people around her
He sits beside her until she catches sound sleep
She tells him everything happened on that day
 He is her warrior who fights for her anger
She tries to find him in those pretty faces
That catches her attention
He is her ideal man
But she knows, nobody can be like him
He is her confidante to store her secrets
He never hurts her, just loves her
She prefer this prince over all flirts
 Cos they look for only fun
They don’t have time for her feelings
This is her perfect fairytale love story
That keeps her going in her loneliness
There is no place for heartbreaks
As she fights and patches up everyday
A routine she loves to follow
She has obligations to meet
Can’t hurt anyone,
He taught her what love is  
Gave her courage to face life
He lets her enjoy life to the fullest
Finding happiness in whatever she do
Someday a man will come to take her away
But, she will take her rainbow prince with her
She will try to assimilate him in her man
A tough task, but it’s a wish



This poem is about a secret imaginary lover of my friend.There might be million rainbow princes living in hearts of millions of girls.  

A never-ending wait



Sitting in the verandah
A dad was in thoughts
A dilapidated cycle hung from the roof
A reminiscent of a colorful past
It’s three years
Since his son got nabbed
Still got the hope of his return soon
Police nabbed him as a suspected rebel
In the eyes of rebels
He was an informer
Caught in between two warring fronts
Like him, many poor people are struggling
Living in fear
Suspected
No justice
No help towards freedom
Death or life at somebody’s mercy
Join a front
It’s a risk
Cos informers are deep-rooted within village
A life without peace or aim
Survival is the only dream
But that dream soured
As the son finally got released
Rebels took their turn to nab him
Charged him with crime of informing
Executed without mercy
I wonder what sort of revolution is this!
They fight for the so-called poor
They terrorize the same poor
They kill the same poor mercilessly
What crime did those poor people commit?
No one has answer
In few days that dad will know
That his son won’t come back ever
He lived with one hope until now
Return of his beloved son
Who will answer for his broken dreams?
Can anyone give him back the soul?
That he took care for so many years
Now he face the lonely old age without support
Those who can’t see the pain of a dad
They can’t be humans
They are just butchers of innocent people
For their selfish glory

This poem is about a real life incident.There are many families in that part of the world who are facing this situation,caught in between rebels and authorities.Suspected by both parties,and they pay the price for being innocent.

27 Jun 2010

A day for yourself



Take a break from your anger
Take a break from your tensions
Take a break from your tears
Take a break from your regrets
Take a break from your dreams

Give yourself a day for peace
Go out and spread all your love
Shower all your care
Fly yourself in a world of freedom

Give compliments to the ones closer to you
Tell you mother and sisters
That they are beautiful
Tell your girl friends that they are sexy
Tell your brothers and friends
That they are handsome

Go out and spread the love
Let others know how much they mean to you
Make them feel wanted
As they makes up your world
In sorrows and joy alike

Have a great, peaceful day
Keep sometime for yourself
To rest and rejuvenate
As the marathon of life keeps going on
And you are just a runner
Trying to cross the finishing line
But the finishing line keeps moving away
As you reach near it
No one can sit back and live in glorious past
Cos tomorrow is a new day
With new tasks to finish and new glories to achieve



This poem is derived from the message sent by my friend July.