My Poem

After a really really long time, almost after years, I thought of updating my blog. Not that I stopped writing or so, but somehow I missed out on publishing them here. This particular poem has given me the much needed motivation to get back to my Blog, hence this is the one I start with.😇

I wrote a poem on the flower,

and it faded.

I wrote a poem on the leaf,

and it dried.

I wrote a poem on the rain,

and it flowed into nowhere.

I wrote a poem on the bird,

and it flew into the sky somewhere.

I wrote a poem on the sun,

and it burnt brighter that day.

I wrote a poem on the moon,

and it took a new shape everyday.

I wrote a poem on you,

and for once,

it stayed close to my heart.

I wrote a poem on you,

my friend,

and it enriched my art.

Yours and Mine

This is my recent favourite poem and after I wrote it, I seriously fell in love with this poem. This is one of the most romantic poems I have ever written. The poem describes some very special things about me and my dream lover. Well, who is it? Keep guessing...

Those eyes stare at me so quietly

But when they meet mine, move away slightly.

They talk so much with me secretly,

But still take my breath away smartly.

That smile melts my heart completely,

It catches my attention cleverly.

My thoughts get disturbed by its memory so unknowingly,

It's impossible to stop loving it so easily.

These eyes keep searching for you so eagerly,

They long meet yours so unexpectedly.

But then run away in shyness so swiftly,

And then keep admiring you so madly.

This smile shows up on this face suddenly,

Whenever your name is taken randomly.

it rewards everything about you so gracefully,

It truly expresses my love for you so nicely.

You, I hate

The name of the poem itself tells us that this poem is about someone I hate. Well its not only about a particular person, it's about all those who have made me hate them by their deeds. I have written this poem for them to know what they have done to me.  This poem is the first sad poem I have written. The reason behind writing this poem is that I don't normally express my anger to people, I keep it with me. And so, when it gets too much to be held in, this is the best way I can think of to get it out of me.😅

You supported me when I was wrong,

You made me feel weak when I was strong,

You made me fall when I was standing high,

You made me cry with your cruel lie,

You loved me when it was not needed,

You overlooked me when I pleaded,

You avoided me when I needed you the most,

You so easily killed my trust,

You took me for granted when I hoped from you a lot,

Our journey together has now reached that final dot.

Beauty is in you

Beauty is something inert, its not defined by external features but by inner qualities. And as per what I believe every girl is beautiful in some or the other way. What are they you ask? Read this poem to find the answer...

Beauty is your smile,

Beauty is your thoughts,

Beauty is truly bright,

Beauty is infinite.

Beautiful are your choices,

Beautiful are you dreams,

Beautiful are your feelings,

Beautiful are their wings.

It's beautiful how you care for everyone,

It's beautiful how you leave the world for someone,

It's beautiful indeed how you say it,

It's beautiful ohh girl! how you live it.

You and I

You and I...This poem is written in a very special way because though the name suggests "YOU and I" that 'YOU' is not known to me yet. Yes that's right. I have written this poem for MY Soulmate. I may not know him today, but some or the other day I will find him and that will be the day when I will read it out to him. Right now its just like a journey without a destination and that's the real beauty of it for me.

I know you are listening to my voice,

To you my silly behavior seems so nice.

I know I am very hard to understand,

But still you manage to read my mind.

I may not know how you look like,

But your heart is still connected to mine.

I may not be the best you deserve,

But for you I am always reserved.

Cause Friends are my Family....

Every poem I write, I have some or the other thought behind it. Some feeling, some memory or some person forces me to write a poem and I, with the pen and the paper, become POETIC for that particular span of time. So here is a poem that I wrote for my Friends, new and old, close and far.

You entered my life as a sweet stranger,

But you are today my unbeatable power.

You know the best in me,

You've seen the worst of me,

You've heard the untold me,

But you still love this crazy me.

Your presence builds up a strength in me,

Your long lectures were a power-up to me.

You know me more than I do,

You care for me more than I know,

You've heard my heart cry,

But you still continued to be on my side.

So yes my dear friend I am no one without you,

And for the whole of my life I will always need you.

Don't you ever dare to leave me alone,

Because I'm scared my death will be preponed.