I wonder |
I wonder if she smiles from heart |
or faking it just to look sane |
I wonder if she is hiding her pain |
Still remembers what went wrong down her memory lane....... |
I wonder if she has moved on |
or accepted there is nothing to be gained |
I wish i could make her smile and keep it true again |
I wish i could make her forget all her pain........ |
Just to make her smile from heart and not fake ever again... |
I wonder.......! |
Broken winged bird |
Time does not move by the hands of the clock |
Nor it is passed by turning pages off the calendar |
My clock is still stuck to the time |
We last met and held our hands together |
I am a bird, people expect me to fly |
Sure I have got wings but without any feather |
Keeping me alive |
You are like the rain drops at night |
Cannot see them but gets you wet |
You are like the sunset |
Giving out light but cannot feel the warmth |
But you are also the air I breathe |
Cannot see it but keeps me alive |
Bride and guest |
Waking up,most memorable day of your life has just started |
Gone are the dark clouds since we've been apart |
Near and dear ones gather around you |
Wishes come pouring from all the rest |
You are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen |
Where I am invited as just another guest |
Still Strong |
The words are lost to me forever now |
But still I hear the music somewhere far playing along |
Your expressions, your smile your touch is phasing out |
But what I felt for you, I still feel and its still going strong |
Heart of Stone |
Never try to talk a man out of love |
For he will be bind and deaf to your words |
Never let a broken man drink alone |
For he has lost the will to live |
And his heart is replaced with a stone |
The magic of first kiss |
Quivering lips, trembling hands |
A short moment passing through your palms as sands |
Fighting within yourself, never knowing the correct time |
Wishing no ones existence at a far away land |
The gentle gust of wind |
The disturbing lock of hair |
Not a single word all there is but silence |
Music is heard only of our heartbeats truly rare |
Eachother's warm breath in between,conversing through eyes |
Knowing the depths of how much we love and care |
Gently touching of our lips, tightening our embrace |
Finally expressing how we feel and we breathe the same air |
....the magic of first kiss... |
the moment..... |
Right at this moment... |
Someone is having the experience which will never be forgotten, |
Someone is making a mistake which will always be regretted, |
Someone stood up and started to fight,Someone lost hope and has given up, |
Someone met for the first time and will grow old together, |
Someone lost who never thought would ever leave, |
You don't have to take a leap but at least take a step......... |
You know what you need to do! |
True Smile |
My love is the silence when you need to speak |
The support when the world rejects |
Coat for the rainy days and jacket for winter chills |
My love is the smile I get when I see or think of you |
My love is the hope I may keep your smile forever true |
Silent love |
Your scent still remains on my shirts that you tried |
It was my shoulders that you leaned on and cried |
Still want to have that one last long night ride |
Seeing you happy is what matters |
So just going to keep my emotions to myself and hide |
Winter chills |
Foggy mornings, withered trees |
All signs of winter around the bend |
Have never feared the cold and the chills |
But afraid its going to remind me my deep seeded pain |
Some untold stories, many unforgettable moments |
The winter same as these but from past memory lane |
The touch, the laughter and your loving embrace |
I still feel it with each winter shiver |
Which still keeps me sane |
Deep cut without a blade |
All the reasons and all your excuses |
Truth in your eyes which I had already read |
Foolish is my heart, believed each word you said |
Deep is the cut that is made without a blade |
Thoughts from my heart |
Even now I try to play |
The betrayal was on you |
But not a single word uttered by you to say |
With time your tears might naturally fade |
But the deep cut was made by me without a blade |
Love and Feeling |
My love for you is not just a feeling |
It is the monsoon rains , autumn winds and every other season |
A wish with every shooting star |
And the humor that makes me laugh without any reason |
Makes me live in my fantasy |
It is the curtain that hides the truth |
Your existence is within only me |
Keeping you alive, I have passed my youth |
I guess my love is just a feeling |
To make all these events turn untrue and concealing |
Life and home |
You are the only part of me that is true |
The burning beacon that gets me back to shore |
With time we may have drifted apart |
Winds may have pushed us farther than before |
Know that you are the missing past for my complete home |
There is no second thoughts on writings inside my heart's core |
Believe what you feel and let yourself go |
Let us find each other |
and finally we will start living for sure |
Embrace |
The feeling of completeness |
What would on want for more |
Your waves of locks keeping me in darknesss |
Would never leave you, silently I swore |
The arms tightened and entangled |
Heard each other's heartbeat refusing to beat single anymore |
Together we rebelled for world disapproved |
If only time had stood still, we'd be together heretofore |
They say last moments are memorable |
But I always prefer to reminisce the before |
Your confidence, my nervousness |
Lucky for me which you adore |
Thousands of words in hundreds of poems |
They can never tell you what I try to implore |
A hope of loving geture, an embrace by you |
All the lands, all the seas for which I would explore |
At least we met |
Distance between us maybe incomparable |
But our first meeting, that you'll never be able to forget |
Many great things you will accomplish with someone else |
But all those silly things we did, you'll never regret |
Many may hurt you, many will not even notice |
Some may pat your back, some may wipe your tears when you are upset |
But you will remember me for making a fool of myself |
Just for making you smile even when your eyes were still wet |
Many souls live and many look for what we shared |
But most of them give up, rest of them never get |
Don't be sad for we are far apart |
Our feelings are not dead yet |
Those were the best seasons of our lives |
Even if it was for a short while, be glad at least we met |
An Irrevocable bane |
Slight curve of her lips, eyes closed, open hair by her side |
Calm and serenity lay over her as she falls asleep |
Rising of a new hope when we met,things we imagined |
All seems like a dream now, as our faith took a different leap |
Now lay motionlesss, fragile and cold |
Her palms that gave the warmth in winter chills |
The incompetence of me to do anything but wait and watch |
Thinking and asking to myself is all I can do, and it kills |
Suddenly her withering fingers grip me , her heavy eyelids pry open |
All the emotions that I had been holding back come rolling down |
Her slight smile and weak gaze is all it took to make the present forget |
No words spoken but said so much, she wanted me to be happy |
With heavy heart I saved my tears |
As her hands slipped aways with no energy left to hold |
the time had come which I had dreaded for so long |
her slight smile was nowhere to be seen, her voice lost to me forever |
Silence, emptiness and a void which will never be filled played as song |
as her head tilted to a side with her last breath |
I knew for sure I will never move on and accept her death |
No more wounds, no more pain will she ever feel again |
For her a boon, her emptiness for me an irrevocable bane |
From within |
When I write, I write from within |
When I speak, its just my lips moving |
Thinking about you |
Thinking about you brings smile to my face |
And I smile all the time nowadays |
Realize |
Guys run after many for one happiness |
Until the day he realizes |
All you actually need to run after is "the one" |
Who can give you many happiness |
Inspiration |
You are an inspiration |
Inspirations are few, creators are many |
The best day |
The day someone is born because of you |
Exceeds all the days spent and yet to live too |
Profess |
Want to hold your hand loosely |
And play with each other's fingers as each raindrop makes us shiver |
Want to pull you near, kiss your lips , smell you hair |
And profess my love through you ear |
All over again |
Whenever I see you |
I fall in love all over again with you |
And the times we are apart |
I am missing you with every beat that comes from my heart |
Imagine |
As my fingers graze your smooth skin,I gently touch your face |
To remove your black locks shading your sweet face |
As the shadow of your hair disappear, Your gentle soft lips appear |
As I run my finger tip on your lips, You shiver and your lips quiver |
As our lips lock together, Wishing this moment to last forever |
I pull you by your waist closer to me |
As you try half-heartedly to free yourself but never want to be |
Dark is the night but our kissed lips are glistening |
As we breathe the same air our heart beats is the only thing we are listening |
As I pull back on your hair, you give a faint cry |
As I bite into your neck, you wrap your hands and hug me tight |
You've closed your eyes but missed nothing |
Just imagine me playing on your neck with my tongue |
And you might even feel the tickling |
Just to chance |
You'll always be the only one to be in my arms |
You'll always be my desire and I'll be crazy over your charms |
You'll be the only one with whom I'll ever dance |
And when it comes to you I'll never leave anything just to chance |
Trust |
No matter what the relation might be |
If there is lack of trust, with time it will soon rust |
Never stay in a relationship where there is no trust |
Friend |
Better to have a new friend who understands you |
Rather than having an old friend who does not |
Travel notes |
Ignorant are those persons who believe in things written by others |
not those who write from their life's travel notes |
Lost for words |
Don't get lost for words |
Your presence alone lets me know how you feel |
Your unconditional love is enough |
To hide away my heart's scars and lets it heal |
You loving gaze pierces my soul |
Forces me to ponder if I deserve you, as I kneel |
Raindrops |
As we get wet with every falling rain |
We come close, much closer to kill our pain |
The sparkling rain drops on your lips |
So close we could absorb with our finger tips |
A slight shiver runs through our body |
We can't help but encircle our arms around |
My fingers move gently over your sweet wet face |
To remove the wet locks that had you confound |
We start to linger with the sounds of each raindrop |
Our thoughts coincide to what is coming next and approve |
But our silent lips but talkative eyes |
Wait out each other tom make the first move |
Raindrops that get us wet are ignored |
From the waist till our heaving chest we get attached |
As our wet clothes are becoming one |
Even then our wanting quivering lips are detached |
My patience runs out |
I feel my heavy lips as magnet getting attracted to your |
Just when our lips were about to be sealed |
You pull away as if you want me to implore |
Beside me |
Have been walking the same road |
Following your footsteps while you are alone |
Wishing if only you would stop and see |
And find me worth so I could keep you beside me |
Standing tall |
Go ahead walk the dark alley |
For I'll be there with your first call |
Walk the rocky roads |
For I'll be there if you would stumble and fall |
Take the unknown path and face your greatest fears |
For I'll be there beside you forever standing tall |
Love's heat |
Umbrella can keep you dry |
But rain will pour with every rainy season |
Sun may go down and keep the world in dark |
But each night stars will always shine without reason |
You may ignore me and reject my presence |
But as long as your heart beats |
Raging fire burning inside of me |
Will make you sweat with my love's heat |
If I may |
If I may dare to dream the life we are living |
Love would overflow, turn into stream |
But we can't even hold hands |
And stream of love would dry up and bind |
Nor they would exist or leave any sign |
Neither there will be any heart that loved you like mine |
True value |
Presence gives you security |
but absence lets you know its true value |
Marriage |
The word " Marriage" makes us think of parties,music and |
drink…but in true nature marriage starts when the last guest |
leaves the party and the music stops |
Beauty |
Reasons why you/your mother finds you beautiful |
you/your mother always focus on your good features |
people tend to focus the bad features due to which they bring negativity |
Mother: Post operation I |
Gently holds my hand asks for some grapes |
As I see her parched lips I feel helpless |
Nothing to do but console as I curse |
For my tears are not good enough to kill my own mother's thirst |
Never wait to give love |
Never wait to give love,show love |
to make your loved ones loved,appreciate love |
that one big loving geture will not last long |
compared to all the little ones that you give daily |
Changes |
To see change one has to change him/her self |
everyone thinks of huge steps |
but the changes are made by replacing small regular day to day things |
one has to rebel against every regular pattern |
if you speak a lot….listen …if you walk fast…walk slow |
the changes and the ripple made by them |
will unfurl right in front of you |
Amusement |
one's misery is….other's amusement |
No matter |
No matter how broad our roads may get |
no county, community, family can develop |
until we are broad minded |
Cup of tea |
My heart is a tea bag |
My blood is milk |
you are my sweetner |
with you my life is a cup tea |
Women |
They make our knees go weak |
becomes our strength at times when everything is lost |
they become the ray of hope at darkest hours |
help hide our fears in light |
they cry for us , laugh at their own pains to ease ours |
Woman….never can understand you and no one will |
you are too special to be categorized |
Candles on cake |
Doesn't matter how many candles you've got on your birthday cake |
what matters is: you've got a cake to cut |
and people who care for you |
and take time to light those candles for you |
Mother: Post operation II |
No limits to what I would do |
To look and care for her with feelings true |
For you she is just a patient with number |
For me she taught me all numbers with patience too |
You see an old withered wrinkled weak body filling the bead |
But you have never seen her radiant strong women side with high held head |
Nurse,O nurse please look after her |
for you will have one patient after another |
But I will always have one and only one true mother |
Unborn |
Hope,happiness,satisfaction and a new chapter |
You are all and more |
Many things you will be when you arrive |
And with time you will have multiple parts to play |
But for us you are our first of everything |
First of our love |
First of our fear |
First of our peace and serenity |
Above all…..first of our pride…our unborn |
"Collection of original poems in English,Nepali and Hindi shayaris with a bit of mild thoughts......"
Monday, January 12, 2015
English Poems and Mild Thoughts
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