Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, August 08, 2010

It's OK

After a very long time the poet in me woke up. Just a few seconds before I woke up this morning I had a dream that I was singing in a church. Actually, I was singing only the "it's OK" part again and again with "coz you are there" tossed in occasionally. Obviously it must have been the chorus. So the first stanza of the song has been composed in my complete consciousness. And therefore sounds a bit of a cliche but it's OK as long as it is my own composition. Well, I think I'll try to complete the song and make it more deep and meaningful. But right now I must brush my teeth. :)

It's OK

My heart can sing
in you o Lord,
My life is true
with you o Lord,
And even though
I fail and fall
at every single step

coz when you are in my life 

It's OK (repeat several times)
coz you are there....

Monday, December 01, 2008

Ho Gayi Peer Parwat Si

Ho gayi hai peer parwat si pighalni chahiye
Is himalay se koi ganga nikalni chahiye

Aaj yah deewar pardo si hilne lagi
Shart lekin thi ki ye buniyad hilni chahiye

Har sadak par, har gali main, har nagar, har gaon mein,
Haath lehrate hue, har laash chalni chahiye.


Sirf hangama khada karna mera maksad nahi
Saari koshish hai ki ye soorat badalni chahiye

Mere seene mein na sahi to tere seene mein sahi
Ho kahi bhi aag lekin, aag jalni chahiye.

by - Dushyant Kumar

Monday, March 24, 2008

The Boy Who Held His Hand

They gouged them out;
At first I could not bear to look.
Empty and raw and cruel;
I would not look, the shock of emptiness knowing that he would not see;
I watched the shaven head bowed low,
Rocking with the rhythm of the grid stone,
Round; round; round,
I watched the needless shackles;
Heavy and hard;
Biting the flesh that needs no binding
Now! it does not matter
That his eyes are gone;
I am his eyes,
He sees through me;
He has to see through me
There is no other way;
And i have wept the tears he cannot weep;
For all those careless years;
And i've learned to love this broken man
While he has learnt at last
To fear his God!
So i am not afraid to die
Happy to be his eyes
This one last time
Taking his hand
Leading with practiced care
Step by guided step
Leading to a place where he can pray
Oh! Lord Oh! soverign Lord,
And as the pillars fall
I cried...AMEN

AUTHOR: UNKNOWN

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Happiness is...

In the bright blue sky,
After a rainy day.
In the glittering of stars,
on a dark night.

In trembling sound of waves,
at the ocean shore.
In cool breeze,
of the deep valleys.

In making stupid mistakes,
In giving your best, yet again.
In memories of the past,
In dreams of the future.

In the pain of leaving someone,
In the thought of the journey ahead.
In the dry autumn,
In the fresh spring.

In the rush of the day,
In peaceful sleep at night.
In losing things you most treasured,
In finding people you'll never lose

Its in rejection,
Its in approval.
Its here, its there.
Its elusive, its everywhere.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Bitter-Sweet is this Life

Bitter-sweet is this life
I don't know where to go
I don't know what to decide

Circumstances lead my way
Sometimes they brought me comfort
Sometimes they lead me astray
I desire to dwell in the fondness of someone
Who fills that space with love, with conversation
No foe, no doubt, no question.

Bitter-sweet is this life
I don't know where to go
I don't know what to decide

Not everyting withers away with time
Those precious moments together
When I said that you are mine
That ear-to-ear grin
You used to listen to me
You understood everything

Bitter-sweet is this life
I don't know where to go
I don't know what to decide

I am tired of living with borrowed expression
Of futile scathing, of useless criticism,
No more calculated steps, no more discretion
I realise what I need to do
And I won't look for a reason
To say that I've found you

Bitter-sweet is this life
I don't know where to go
I don't know what to decide

Thursday, August 23, 2007

I Called Her Again

She was walking down the corridor, when I called her name.
The night had not fallen yet but it was a dark and gloomy sky.
She was confused and yet amused,
Who is this who called me here?
Did I pass a face familiar?
She looked back but she didn't understand.
I walked up to her and I said Hi.
Do you remember me from the days gone by?

She sighed and she said;
"I have memories of you,
and I do have a sense of deja-vu.
But i cannot recollect who you are,
its must've been a long-long time,
many years must have passed by."
It started to rain as we spoke to each other.
Our words were concealed in the mystic thunder.

And at the end of it I said good bye to her;
"It was nice to see you once again.
I wish I had made better decisions back then.
Though life is not so bad without you
but I still loom back into the past
and wish that I did things that I was suppose to do."
She smiled and looked out the window
at the raindrops falling from the sky.

As the night passed by and she sat by my side,
Was this the moment? I had to decide.
Words were suddenly hard to come by as I began,
They were so unkind to me yet again.
Then she said, "I have to go."
For the rain has stopped now and the sky is bare.
Unbelievable I said to myself and laughed at my despair,
As I saw her walking down the lane,

I stood still and then...
I called her again.