THE OLD GOLDEN BOX

I was sitting in,
My messed up room,
Upturning everything that came in way,
To doom.
I was searching for something,
Oh I forgot,what was that thing.
I kept searching,
Dusk became dawn,
But all I found ,
I had even more messed around.
I just thought of,
Leaving the room going away,
But as i dashed to the door,
I hit something,
And stumbled on floor.
There laid in some distant,
Corner a glittering thing.
I went over and,
Grabbed it closer.
It was an old golden box.
It was a kind of portkey,
Made me apparate in reverie,
I found myself in some Heavenly Place
Every mess around started clearing,
Sweet birds started singing,
Peace around me was beautifully springing,
Lights scattered out of trees happily hanging,
I saw children smiling ,
Those sweet,true,heartmelting smiles.
The bliss of Childhood came alive.
I saw the innocence in their eyes.
Thought upon,what place,
This world would be like,
If everybody had innocence in those Eyes.
A butterfly hopped and,
A flower popped.
I rushed to see the flower,
Oh my God It dropped,
And turned into a golden box.
I held it up,
Alas I apparated back,
To my world.
Much more full of life.
Thought of the stupid thought ,
That made me search all along.
Everything seems worthless,
To what I have now found.
What I searched for I forgot,
And cherished what I have now got,
My old Golden Box ,
Returned my Childhood Bliss.

P.S- This poem was a gift for my childhood frnd ...whom i found jus a day back.

A PROMISE MADE....

The semester starts,
And a promise is made,
Will study regularly,
Without fail.
Days pass by,
Class pass by,
Lab passed by,
And I am up on my bed.
Damn the promise,
Life is no jail.
My life,My bed,My pillow,
Thats all what seems sane.
Alarm goes off,
I wake up to rush,
For yet another day.
No progress was made,
And the CATs turned.
Like Buddha's enlightment,
Seriousness come,
as too think what needs to be done.
Hunt for the syllabus,
And books and notes begun,
Just to be overwhelmingly depressed,
How much needs to be done.
Somehow the CATs pass by,
With one thing in back of my mind,
That should not be the case,
In rest of the life.
But the day CAT is done.
Its such a bliss that no one can overcome.
All pains gone,
Just all fun is done,
The rejenuvation continues,
Till the other CAT has come.
Same condition persist,
Same promise made,
Just like them Term End comes,
But no exam is ever last,
There is always morning after night.
New promises are made,
Rest all so ever is great.

Back to present...

Hello there.. all my posts above this wll be of present ....I m done with the past ..and to bring to your kind attention a sad news ..i lost my poem Strange Is this world ..I gt its inspiration in TRAIN.Pray tht i find it.

SEASONS OF LIFE

As Spring give colourful flowers,
In the same way,
Birth of a child,
Gives the family happy hours.

As the Rainy season ,
Brings happiness as well as destruction,
In the same way,
Lovers' age brings,
Smile on faces,
Or gives tears for ages.

As in Summer,
Sun ray are vast.
In the same way,
Youths are very ,
Strong and fast.

As the Winter is,
Cold and white.
In the same way,
An old man is,
Frail like fading light.

As in Autumn,
Leaf fall from tree.
In the same way,
In the end,
Body leaves,
The soul Free.


P.S - My first poem class 9th english H.W. which I never showd my ma'am..Coz nobody else did.How sad i was about it:...lol

WHEN YOU GET WINGS......

Here when I sit on chair,
My mind takes me to the place,
Where I was earlier there.
The sumptuous food I took forgranted,
Revolves before my eyes reminding me,
How I never cared.
Everything of past seem beautiful,
Fear to see whats ahead.
I want to be somewhere,
I would really love to be.
God my sensitiveness will leave me of nowhere,
Why you made me that way,
Why I am this way.
A fragile soul bound ,
By a weak thread.
The last thread I am bound with,
Is my Father and Mother.
Now when I live alone here,
With threads lost,
But their impact has kept me together.
Wish they were here.
But when you get wings,
You have your own sky to fly.
This is what my Father said,
When eggs hatch birds ,
Feed into the mouth of chicks.
They teach them how to fly,
Then they leave them alone ,
And see them fly above thier Heights.
So soar up the new sky and ,
Let sky not be the limit,
Become someone who sets limit,
Higher than the SKY.


P.S -This poem was written in kota when i was emotionally 'overwhelmed':)

THIRST

I dont need a drop of water,
It cannot kill my thirst;
I dont need a glass of water,
It cannot satisfy my thirst;
The ocean seems too small in front of my thirst.
I wonder am i really THIRSTY?
Coz sweetest spring water seems to evapourate in my mouth,
what is it God ?
It is the thirst to succeed ,
It is the temptation to be on top.
And when you are out of your way,
To your destination,
Your thirst becomes killing.
So,If you want to get rid of your thirst,
Go for your dreams,go for your destination.
Dont linger around mirages as they are illusions,
And will give nothing but exahuation.
Keep on walking on the right path,
People will themself give you way,
To be ahead,
Fearing your metal core determination.

PS- 3-5 mins wrk durin competition prep....ma wouldnt have allowd more:p

NOTHING

I want to cry for nothing,
I mean everybody cries for something,
Something that we wanted
But couldn't get,
Something that we deserved ,
But someone else had,
Something that we suffer,
But can never express,
Something that is missing,
But not knowing what,
I cry for this reason,
I mean I cry for "Nothing".
Everybody is around ,
I like them all,
Talk,laugh,listen,get involved,
In conversations with faintest relation to me,
Trying to figure out ,
In anything & everything,
What exactly is missing.
So according to you,
I seem to be longing for something.
Dear we should learn from our mistakes.
But its human to err or To err is human.
I think I am kind of an influenced anaroid,
Of whom every now and then,
world has sucked out life;
Look the world around me is all bizzare,
All dipped and dyed nothing genuine nothing natural.
Nothing,the clothes you wear is according to,
What is in fashion not what you are comfortable in.
You have food that will make you look fast.
You wear shoes that will elevate you above your soul.
You have yourself from skin to core,
Out to become someone world wants to have.
Yeah ,Responsible citizens,building the nation,
Eradicating disease,developing technologies,
Becoming machine slaves.
We live to improve quality of life,&
Die before we start living.
This race you are in ,
Will give you nothing,
You will still be a "Rat" in the race.
So is what love now a days;
Not genuine,forced,tried,formulated,
Experienced,heard of ,walked into,
Got lucky,just not natural.
As the cool tantalising breeze,
As crystal clear flowing stream,
As the mighty highness of sun,
As the touching simpicity of moon.
The two stars glowing together above,
Sea of overcrowding,overlapping,
Entangled disco lights.
Stars just glowing effortlessly,
With some blissful aura of heavenly light.
They dont feign they are just themselves.
Together in the darkest hours
Vanishing in the bright happiness virtually.
But still... together.
Stars are in reality but a fantasy.
Something that exists but hard to realise,
Something that is there but couldn't be reached ,
Something that is there but fails to catch your sight.
So try to live for yourself,
Go out in wilderness relish your breath.
Find yourself ,search your soul ,
Be who you are not ,
Who you want to be .
Live the life dont think if you could have another.
God sent us all for a reason,
Try to find out what.
Everybody is worthy.
I say even a "Terrorist".
I think God made them to ,
Spread this message around the globe,
Dont wait for tommorow live for today,
Nothing is permanent you could have been one,
in World Trade Centre on 11th sep.
Search your soul find reasons for yourself ;
And please just dont cry for
"NOTHING".

P.S-The earlier poem was a bit inspired by dis one.I wrote this poem aft my three days at vit...10mins wrk plz dont try to find literature in it..thus..Was just overwhelmd and wrote it......giv me a pen and paper i wll do way d depression...haha poetic..its true to my lyf i can nvr speak meaningful coz i m emotionally dumb.

DARKNESS

Its a winter night,
With no moon in the sight,
Just a clear dark sky;
I look up on it ,
But see nothing;
I think about this life.
We live life as if ,
We will never die
And die feeling ,
We have never lived.
The one with heart bereft of values,
Is like living corpse.
Just engulfed in worldly pleasure,
We forget the purpose of life.
But one day when darkness falls,
We find nothing around but,
Ourselves in gloom.
All people around whom our life revolved gone;
All objects we kept hugged to bosom worthless;
All the places we loved to go bizzare;
All what we loved to eat filth;
All we would want to know is,
What we have done;
We are left to wonder,
If any of our deed was worth,
Did it give real eternal happiness to someone.
In our life,
If we have one thing ,
We can die for.
If there are people around,
We can give up our life,
So they can continue living,and
With them wanting to do the same in disguise.
If there is any place where we go,
Makes a difference there.
If ever we tried to feed our soul with spiritualism;
All this we will wonder,
When darkness dawn upon.
For one who kept the gods word,
Searched meanings out of life,
Worked for nothing but,
Just a blessing,a kind word,
Or simply a smile.
Loved someone with divine passion of life,
Did something that really changed lives,
Followed the spiritual path amidst,
the alluringly dark,
For them darkness never dawn upon,
They carry in themselves,
The glory of the sun,
With the impact ,
That will keep eyes occupied
Till the world goes numb.


P.S -This poem won third prize in VIT's this year cultural fest 'RIVIERA' ..on spot topic was given 'Darkness'.

Just Me!!!!!!!!

I dont know what made me create this blog but I m certain for one thing this is whr i may find my blissful self.yeah its lost wid sum cruel heart .....cold as rock.I fear to see whats ahead but cant keep my self frm peepin thr.I luv the aura of uncertaininty tht prevails.Hope sumday somewhr i find one who will let loose my trueself.