Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Thursday, 12 January 2012

Effort

An effort
to move away
from
the noises,
the hustle-bustle,
to listen to the
inner whistle,
the voices
that rise,
deep inside,
from the stillness.
Where emotions abound,
keep battling around.


Constant effort ,
to calm,
the sea of emotions
where waves rise and fall
and rise again
growing strong
increasing the pain,
At times washing away,
the small creations
the sand-castle of dreams,
leaving behind no trace
the agony don't show on face. 



Reluctant effort,
to move away
from the relationships
that don't last.
From the promises
some broken some kept.
to move away from
 the shadows of past .


 An effort
to let go,
the fear,
wishes ,
that didn't come true,
dreams that lost their hue.
to pause,
 to reflect,
to be free from bondage.
to be.with "self".
An effort,
to to walk down the path.
destination unknown.
to reach there all alone.


~deeps










Sunday, 1 January 2012

A small wish

A wish
to be loved
to love
to care
to share
moments of
success
pain
fear.


A wish
to be trusted
to trust
keep away from lust
to believe
to dare
to reveal
the truth
to be vulnerable
explain inexplicable.


A wish
to accept
defeat
loss
fate
long wait
not to deceive
to be not deceived
by fame 
name
be fair in life's  game.


A wish
to break
silence
but be patience
to fill the emptiness
to beat the loneliness
to enjoy 
happiness
small or great.

A wish 
to be at peace
to receive
to give
to spread smile
miles
A wish
to admire
beauty
nature
to nurture
dreams
relations
imaginations.


A wish
to learn
 to know
the unknown
to grow
to travel
the journey of life
to unravel
the mystery
taste victory.


A wish to
live
A wish to be "ALIVE".






~deeps





Saturday, 24 December 2011

Santa

Santa


From among the smoke and fog,
suddenly a figure emerged,
dressed in red and white clothes,
with a red cap and a long beard.


His eyes were dazzled,
his mind puzzled.
Is really Santa standing before him?
at once  something broke his dream.


He rubbed his eyes ,
looked here and there,
but Santa was nowhere.
yet another dream,he was quick to realize


Few drops  of water from among the leaves,
that trickled down on his cheeks,
brought him back from land of dreams
made him feel "life is harder than it seems",


He had to hunt for a new job,
for last night  was not as he thought,
he was scolded for being late,
and was then thrown out
but he never bowed down to his fate.


His dream made him happy today,
Thought something special is coming his way
even the land of snow was looking bright,
he finally got a work ,to his delight.


He had to stand all day long,
from dusk to dawn,
to greet everyone ,give them gifts,
and sing the Christmas song .


Dressed like the man in his dreams,
he was much delighted,
for never he had thought,
what to him life had brought.


Whole day he made people smile,
He couldn't rest for a while,
though he was in much pain
for last night he had slept in open again.


He was happy with what he got in the end,
sweets, money enough to celebrate the year end
When he was about to go ,
a small child came, stretching his hand


He paused and for a moment he thought,
not to give him what he had got,
but then he shared whatever he had.
For sharing and loving is what his mother taught .


Today he was fully satisfied,
He learned what is celebration all about.
Christmas is for spreading love he realized.
He was now happier than he had thought.


~deeps

Friday, 23 December 2011

Fear

Fear 

Its always there,inside you,
creates hindrance in whatever you do.
sitting quietly,but always ready to attack
by its sudden moves, you will be taken aback,

Just before the moments of success,
It will take over your mind,make it restless
It weakens your will,makes you clueless,
What is happening , even you wont be able to guess. 

It makes you suffer ,go through the pain
makes you feel all your efforts are in vain.
It will never let you be at ease,
makes your goal look farther than it is.

what and whom you hold so dear,
What if they are not near,
In our mind it raises such doubts,
It always plays with our thoughts.

Few words of encouragement and praise,
Weaken it, it may subside down,
but don't think it has gone .
It can be back in just few days.

In your heart, never let it grow,
or slowly it will make you hollow.
Soon it will be a giant.
Fear will rule you like a tyrant.


~deeps




Thursday, 22 December 2011

Eyes

When in extreme pleasure or pain,
When emotions are copious,
The lips wont express,they may seal
For words then become superfluous,
Don't be presumptuous,
Look into the deep eyes,
For they would never conceal,
Without words they would reveal,
What in depth of heart lies,
Going through intense agony 
or  riding the pleasure wheel.
Love ,hate,anger,despair
trust,lust or care
Read them carefully ,
They reflect what the heart feels.



Source: Google Images




~deeps

Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Can that stop me from loving you?

I  know you wont be mine,  
Its only in my dreams ,that 
with you I can dine
 Should that stop me from thinking about you?
Can that stop me from dreaming about you?

I know you are not near ,
not today ,nor in days to come,
to stand beside me when in fear ,
or to wipe my tear,
Should that stop my eyes from closing for you in prayer?
Can that stop me from loving you?

I know you wont be there,
to listen to my foolish talk,
even my cry you wont hear
but your memories ,still I hold so dear.
Should that stop my ears wishing to hear your voice,
But do have I another choice?

Distance may keep us apart,
but from my memories,my thoughts , 
you'll never depart,
You are and will  always be ,
a nondetachable part, 
of my soul.,be in my heart.
Nothing can stop me from loving you.

Source :Google Images

~deeps

Wednesday, 9 November 2011

Death

Death


The waves that rise, would come down,
The great Eagle that was flying high,
Now wriggles in pain ,on the ground.
The end of all is sure to come.

Nothing is here forever.
even the mightiest king ,
may turn into a beggar.
Death will engulf all sooner or later.

Death ,I accept you are great,
But no one in the world ,for you waits.
They know what lies in their fate,
but still ,they die each day in fear of death.

Why you create such a fear,
In minds of people each day?
Thinking you are near.
scared to live life to fullest
 in their own way .

One day you will loose,you wont be a threat
when a valiant  heart you will meet,
It  wont fear you ,shall cheerfully greet
Then I 'll say death you are not  great.

~deeps



Monday, 7 November 2011

Cascade

Cascade

Why is that I care for you,
a special bond between me and you,
From childhood to present ,
Day by day together we grew.

When I was small I didn't care,
 I messed Up with my curly hair,
Oiling and nourishing  it ,
was all my mother's affair.

As I grew up, I realized.
In you my beauty lies.
To your needs ,I was unaware
 You do need special care.

You are my part,
Through you I express,
Moments of happiness,
or when I am in stress.

At times a gentle tuck of Hair,
to show someone that I care.
when there are emotions to show,
I unlock them , let them flow.

It  falls down like a cascade,
without a single word being said,
All my feelings are conveyed.
When naughty , with those curls I played.

Love is a two way street ,
With love and care ,shall you I treat .
So that my hair loves me back,
I 'll nourish it to grow it more long and black.

Source: Google images

~deeps

P.S:  Written for the Dove Blogger contest :"Love is a two way street, love your hair , and it will love you back."

Monday, 31 October 2011

Speechless

Speechless


Source:Google Images

It felt like a long painful wait,
Finally the day came,though very late.
A tough fight between me and my fate.
It was almost six months ,that we met.

So many nights were sleepless,
Without you , I was so restless.
Though I was living, but as if lifeless.
Everything looked to me meaningless.

We used to talk a lot .
Even when we were far apart,
But when my eyes met yours,
I was unable word my thought.

Speechless I was,Silence made its way ,
Only did the hearts commune.
felt like a river shimmering ,
by the silver light of moon.

I was lost in your eye's radiance,
brightening up in love's ambiance.
Your kiss, your gentle stare.
filled me with sheer happiness.
loved the way you showed care.

I loved the warmth of your touch
Not in words I could ever.
explain to you ,or show you
That I love you so much.

My love for you is sincere and pure,
It is eternal ,all the tests it will endure.
Like a pearl in lying in a shell.
deep in my heart you dwell.

~deeps


Saturday, 22 October 2011

Winter morning.

Winter morning.

On a hazy winter morning,
like the sun rays,
silently making their way,
piercing  the cottony clouds,
Falling upon the morning dew,
bathing all in golden hue.

On a cold winter day,
somewhere far away ,
In the land of valley and hills 
climbing down ,steady and  slow
like the clouds,
embracing the mountains,
wrapped in sheet of white snow.

On such a calm winter morning,
trying to open my eyes,
rubbing them for clear  view.
Silently some memories,
make their way ,
bringing with them ,
moments spent with you,
brightening me up.
making my day.

Source: Google images

~deeps




Sunday, 16 October 2011

Food

Food

Small dark eyes,
looking from a distance,
at the the grand entrance,
of the great hall,which was
bathed in different lights.

Many well-dressed men ,
greeting each other,
he felt a little awkward , 
he was in rags,but soon he 
he saw something , 
that made him feel better.

His eyes brightened up
gazing upon delicious food,
 It was quite a long time ,
That on his face ,
there was a smile.
Today is his day , 
for a moment he thought .
he took a step ahead ,
but then he paused.

Looked here and there,
He was a little scared
what if anybody notices him here,
crouching on his knees,
he crawled in quietly.
As his hunger  overtook his fear.

He entered ,soon he was admist,
Affluent  men having delicious food ,
Some taking in more than they could.
He went to a corner where dishes were kept.
He was happy ,thought this day was his best.

Some how he managed to get something ,
and was about to take a bite ,
he felt a hand hold his back.
his face turned white.

Soon , there was a crowd ,
all shouting out loud,
"who let this jerk in?
throw him out"

He pleaded in front of them ,
urged them all ,
but nobody cared,and 
listened to his call.
They slapped him , 
they were very brutal.

He was thrown outside
on the ground he sobbed.
but after few minutes,
he stood up and wiped  his eyes.

He accepted his fate ,
for morning he needed to wait.
When these men would dump ,
What for them would be  waste,
At least he would get ,a little
 of those delicious food to taste.


Source :Google images


~deeps


P.s :  Written For "Blog action day 2011 :"food"




Saturday, 15 October 2011

My dear bro.

My dear bro.....

We are not born to same mother,
though not related by blood,
A relationship sweeter any other
He is my dear  little brother.

Two years back ,
he was a stranger,
but now we  both share ,
A very special bond,
 of affection and care.

We have shared  pain and smile,
We do fight with each other,         
 Even that made the bond stronger,
Moments I'll cherish forever.

He says ,at times I'm stress for him,
Other times a stress buster,
But whenever I was down and  cried,
He turned my tears into laughter.

I want this relationship to last forever,
Love and care to grow deeper and deeper.
I want to make a small wish ,
May his life be always a bliss.
He is my dear bro "krish"


~deeps

P.s: Dedicated to my sweet brother and a great friend "krish " ."Happy Birthday "



Thursday, 13 October 2011

A tiny seed

A tiny seed..

My life seemed to be an inexplicable question,
To move ahead,  I needed a source of inspiration.
In search of a solution,I wandered here and there ,
Wished I could find an answer somewhere.


Lying on the grass ,in a deep thinking.
Suddenly I noticed a tiny thing.
That was the answer to all my need,
It was nothing but just a tiny seed.

A tiny seed,which was slightly brown,
At first it looked me dormant .
Same as my life ,As if nothing is going on 
No motion , life was stagnant.

When closely observed ,I found.
 That I was completely wrong .
There was a lot going inside ,
It was taking in water from outside.

Slowly ,it managed to break its coat,
Soon a small white root came out ,
which went down in the ground.
Now It was beginning to sprout.

Same thing I needed to do in my life,
Come out from the prison of my thoughts,
Imbibing  all the good from outside,
A small push from within ,to break the doubts.

Looking up at sky ,grow day by day,
But feet should be firmly on ground.
That is what the tiny seed showed me ,
To struggle ,never give-up ,and pave my own way.

Source:Google Images

~deeps


Monday, 26 September 2011

Phoenix

Phoenix

Source :Google Images.


I don't know what is disturbing me,
Is it the painful unwanted memories ?
Or , urge of the soul to be free.
I tried to calm , but unable to be.

Those memories I had locked,
In the remote corner of my brain,
I don't know how they found a way out,
To come and haunt me all over again.

An incident made my life so worse,
It turned from a bliss to curse.
I feel the pain deep inside,
Tried hard but it didn't subside.

With each passing night and day
Instead of abating, anguish has grown,
Living with a hurt, agonizing soul,
Surrounded by many , but walking alone.

As I am trying to word my pain,
Though that still remains the same.
What I need to have peace  I wonder,
Do I need some more time to recover
or is it  permanent deep slumber?

Why am I unable to overcome all obstacles?
Unbound my soul from all shackles,
Why I am not able to be firm and decide,
Like the phoenix ,that from the ashes rise.

~deeps

Friday, 23 September 2011

Youth

Source:Google Images


Ignorant to cries of the poor,
Ear plugged with some headset,
Their call, he is unable to hear.
Unsteady steps with cans of beer.

They call it style and attitude,
to be apathetic,being so rude.
They took pride in being uncouth
This is what defines today's youth.

Myspace, Orkut, Facebook and twitter,
For them only these are what matters,
For virtual world, they have plenty of time.
For boasting idealism and exchanging fake smile.

Turning away their faces when ,
They come across a body in rags,
But they would certainly find time
To comment and thanks on Facebook tags.

Whenever something in the world goes wrong
They do feel pity and to show their  concern ,
They would write in their status update.
To the poor ,to dead they would dedicate.

Among today's modern men ,this is growing trend.
To make numerous Facebook and twitter friends.
With them they would spend hours chatting 
It doesn't  matter if the relationship soon ends.

"Life Moves On" Is what they'll say.
Why waste even a single day,
Those relations were not meant to stay.
They would easily find a new way.

They have made their own rules which they follow,
Wrapped in costly silk, but relationships are hollow.
What bothers them  is change in Facebook or twitter
Not When one dies of hunger, his body unattended, in tatters.

Amidst  all this blare and glare,
A soft heart is lost somewhere,
Which is not filled false feelings,
But those tender feelings of love and care.

~deeps


Thursday, 22 September 2011

Rs. 32

Rs. 32 :You are not poor!!


Working so hard for all Indians.
They are on a great mission 
and with their new "definition"
No More plans  needed ,
For poverty eradication.
Indeed a great achievement,
By our Planning commission.

Though they may themselves always in crores deal.
Thousands of rupees for their mobile and electricity bills.
According to them Rs.32 is more than enough.
Though It's not sufficient for even one day's meal.
Not even a single wound would heal.
But that is not what our government feels.
For them even if you have less than half of the price of one litre petrol,
You can celebrate you are rich , As your name is not in the poverty roll.
~deeps

NO , They are not POOR!!!


Source:Google Images


Human and Nature

Source:Google images

Its only few days back,
We were all taken aback,
by nature's sudden attack.

A sudden tremble,
a few seconds shake,
left thousands hurt.
Many were dead.

Dust and debris all around.
many still crying for help,
struggling lives beneath the ground.

We blame Nature for being cruel
for being so turbulent,
But what about humans.
Still so apathetic and ignorant.

Nature caused destruction,
it was massive but ,was brief .
What about humans ever growing greed.
for centuries ,it has been the reasons for grief.

We call our ancestors nomadic
But we have been more barbaric.
We say we have evolved through years
But still indifferent to someone's tears.

Innocent lives lost in war.
Causing much bloodshed.
Just for money and power.

More lethal weapons are being made,
Millions and millions of lives they can take
Seems, we didn't  learn from our mistake.

Even tsunami or the quake,
Is  unable to shake ,
Sleeping soul of humans,
As if they are dead.

Will the icy-heart of humans ever melt?
Wrapped in sheet of money and greed .
Where feelings of care has frozen.
Will this sleep  ever be broken?

~deeps

Monday, 5 September 2011

Teachers


Teachers
Source: Google images


I was an ignorant fool, 
you gave me wisdom.
You helped me grow.
You are beacon of knowledge
You guided me all the way through.
You were my biggest support.
Whenever I fell apart.
You gave me your hands,
Helped me to stand again,
And you lighted my path . 
Bit by bit you  helped me grow.
Whenever I was wrong ,
you were there to correct me.
So much you did for me,
In these words I can't show.
I respect and follow you .
To You a lot I owe.
Bit by bit you helped me grow.

~deeps

Sunday, 4 September 2011

A new dawn


A new dawn

Source:Google images

The sea is appearing so calm,
Rising waves have come down.
Turbulent thoughts have gone
After the dark ,Its a new dawn.

Vision is much clearer, no doubts
No more battling with my thoughts.
I have come out from shadows of past,
Peace I craved for ,peace I found at last.

Enough of lamenting, enough of cries and weep..
Why I plunged into the sea of past ,so deep.
Memories should have been buried, not  lived
How foolish and ignorant I was indeed !

Locked in prison of thoughts so long
A little late though ,but now I realize
Let the past be past, don't think of days gone
Break all the shackles , It is the time to rise.

Lots of precious moments wasted
Now its time to wake up
Lot to be done to make-up
To enjoy each moment,Now is the  time.
To live life to fullest,to drink life's wine.

~deeps