Sunday 22 January 2012

Breaking Borders

F E A R S 
bordering us 
from 
having
FAITH

T I M E
bordering us 
from
staying 
in TOUCH

H U R T 
bordering us 
from 
being 
HAPPY

M E M O R I E S
bordering us 
from 
enjoying
the MOMENT

P R E J U D I C E S
bordering us 
from 
understanding
PEOPLE

D O U B T S 
bordering us 
from 
pursuing 
our DREAMS

B O U L D E R S
bordering us
from
being what we are
 MEANT TO BE.


Prompted by Poetics prompt by Claudia at DVersePoets - B ¦ O ¦ R ¦ D ¦ E ¦ R ¦ S

Cat Of Many Colors

I was all dark and black
But something I used to lack 



With my color, I was fed
So I wished to be all red. 



Everyone told me, I was a silly fellow 
So I changed myself to yellow


But then I felt quite mean 
Because with jealousy I turned green 


After all this, I had no clue
With sadness I turned blue


At last, I fell into a dark sack,
Finally I came back to being my dear black


Image courtesy : Google Images



This was an impromptu rhyme I came up with while attending a workshop on telling stories to kindergarten kids conducted by Dr.Vatsala Iyengar ... Haven't made much edits to my original draft

Sunday 23 October 2011

Let It Be

Image courtesy : Sweetestsin2862

This poem is a message from a father to his dear child...


Sleeping peacefully, my dear baby, so lovely and mild
Three words I would like you to know, my child
"Let it be"

Sometimes you will give your best
Yet you might be nowhere close to the rest
Just let it be

Sometimes your heart might be broken
With only memories left as a token
Just let it be

Sometimes you have to forget your long wait
And walk away with a losing, disappointed gait
Just let it be

Sometimes all your efforts might go in vain
You might be left with just regrets and pain
Just let it be

Sometimes life may get rough and harsh
But never allow your mind to be marsh
Just let it be 

Sometimes close to victory, you might face defeat
But do not let your confidence go offbeat
Just let it be

Sometimes when you are very lost and confused 
Know that, within you, I am always fused 
So just let it be 


Prompted by Bluebell Books: Short Story Slam Week 12



Thanks to Ava from The Poetry Palace for selecting me as the Thursday Poets Rally 55 Award Winner





Saturday 10 September 2011

The Departure



She waves to him with her sweet smile
But her smile just lasts for a while
As his ship moves farther into the sea
Her agonies, she begins to see! 

Unfolding the letter she had
Reading his words she felt glad
His voice echoed in his words
Her dreams began to fly like birds 



Thursday 25 August 2011

The Beginning



Entering into the Library of Life
He goes towards the Fiction section
Searching his book of Genesis

After looking for hours
Finally he gets his favorite novel
Written in his own thoughts and dreams


He begins reading from the middle
Painting those words on the canvas of his mind
Reading the story of "The Beginning"

A lush, beautiful garden
With trees of time filled fruits of fun
Birds and animals living in harmony

There are waterfalls filling him with wonder
Rainbows in the background of nature's rhapsody
Finally he spots the only two humans in this eden.

He knows who they are..
Adam, His mind - the thoughtful and the wise
Eve, His heart - the beautiful and nice

Looking at them causes him to think
They would live happily ever after
Not realizing the twist of fate..

He flips to the beginning of the book
Reading how all this was created by the One
The One, he calls the Soul.



Saturday 13 August 2011

City Safari


It was a cold , dark night
Baby monkey Gundu was not able to sleep
Though it was 2 hours past his bedtime

He started crying, filling the night's silence
With his loud wails
Mother monkey rushed to him.

She was busy accumulating
Bananas for the next day's festival
On the coconut tree.

She asked her boy
"What is the matter my dear?
Why are you not in bed?"

"Mama, I am not able to sleep.
Tell me a story
Else I will cry more" He said.

"Okay sweetheart. Which story do you want?"
She asks her son,
Making him sleep on her lap.

Now that mom is here
Little Gundu stopped crying and excitedly
Asks "Tell me the baby elephant's story!"

"Once upon a time, there lived
A naughty baby elephant named Chingu
With his parents in the jungle"




<To be completed>






Tuesday 2 August 2011

Finally Insomniac Sleeps

Lying on his bed of willow,
On his favorite pillow,
He listens to the singing clock,
Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock...

Turning left , Turning right,
Waiting for take off of sleep's flight.
Turning right, Turning left,
Longing for consciousness's theft.

Suddenly his dog begins to bark,
There's something moving in the dark...
It's just a large insect - A dragonfly,
He breathes in relief with a sigh.

His dog has now begun to snore
Its irking sounds , he tries to ignore,
When in his balcony, an owl hoots,
He shoos it off with his boots.

Though his tiredness abounds
Sleep is nowhere to be found
Forcibly shutting his eyes,
He imagines the star-lit skies.

Seeing the bright, shining moon
Sleep begins to lure him soon
Flowing away from thought streams,
He finally dives into sweet dreams.



Image courtesy : Google Images 
 
Posted for OpenLinkNight#3 at the dVerse ~ Poets Pub


Submitted for Thursday Poets’ Rally Week 50