Isla Amor

Isla Amor

A small island of curse

In the Brazilian seaway

Surrounded by white beach

Lush green with bushes and coconut trees

Bought for romantic honeymoon

Turned out to be the last straw

In a relation

Now one of the cheapest islands

Something painful for owner

Trying to forget at the best

About a lost wedding diamond ring

A ruined honeymoon

Mysterious downfall of a doggie

A failed attempt to cheer

The Heartbroken wife

Horrible hours of dehydrations

A long wait for help from mainland

Bed ridden days in clinic

And a tragic divorce aftermath

May be it’s a lucky land

That measured the depth of love

 That didn’t existed as he expected

He showered his wealth to make her happy

But she couldn’t bear a tough day

Neither his riches was able stop her from leaving

Nor his painful tears of love

Isla Amor, teaches the lesson

True love stands by at all tough times

Glittering feelings vanishes in moments forever

He may call it as Isla Cadella

Instead of Isla Amor 

But it’s his lucky charm that freed him

Towards a world of true love,

That he will discover one day

 This poem is totally inspired by an ad of an island for sale. For more details check out Isla Amor. 

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.

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.