Poems - My Creation

Hard rock!

2011-10-07T13:14:00.007+05:30

Please don't step on me.
I look like a stone but may not be.
Learn something from a baby
who loves even a lifeless 'Barbie'.

You pampered me in your palm
and I misunderstood it as - 'calm'.
But it was an alarm
that you are about to hit me...
...on someone as a bomb.

I myself didn't cause any harm.
'til the time you pick me and bang
someone out of your gang!
Rather, you're a stone - more than me...
...you harm others and also injure me!

Farewell poem for a friend

2011-06-11T21:04:00.007+05:30

My office friend would soon leave for further studies.

So, the entire group decided to say 'good-bye'
with a poem and beautiful gifts :-)

Good luck... Alyce...

Never-ever retire

2011-06-08T14:45:00.006+05:30

Age of fear,
loneliness to tear,
perhaps that is why
I hate retirement my dear!

With no work,
one becomes a jerk,
either he's a Doctor
or some clerk.

Life is ruthless
many a times.
It has more salt
or more lime.
And all this is visible
when retirement climbs...

So why not choose
a hobby tonight...

...Before you and me retire
let's do something
that gives our soul an attire
to rest in peace
when it is most desired!

'Picturised' Wall

2011-04-05T18:59:00.002+05:30

Pictures on the wall...
say it all...
Man was tall
and the lady was a doll.

These people moved out...
...from apartment once rented out.

They left their pictures behind,
was something in their mind?

Oh! don't guess...
Its not a movie or a test.

They left these pictures intentionally
so that couple who move in eventually,
could witness that this wall...
carries a history to embrace love... THAT IS ALL!

My perception

2011-02-14T17:46:00.003+05:30

Few things I see,
might not be,
actual part of existence!
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But that doesn't mean,
you can't see,
what I call my perception...

Pictures in my mind
are difficult to find
and people call them 'hallucinations'.

I agree everything is inside,
there is nothing outside
hence, I am an artist of my 'conceptions'.

Poem: Wedding invite

2010-12-03T13:09:00.006+05:30

One of my friend's friend is getting married and he wanted a good poem for an online wedding invite. So, I gifted them this poem for their wedding e-card.

And last but not the least... May God bless them :)

~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~

All planets and stars planned;
they took me to their wonderland...
where I met this dove with whom I could fly
for rest of my life in this lovely sky!

Stars told me that she is a gift from God
and would connect to my family chord.

With immense pleasure and love,
I invite you all to wish me & my dove!
As she would become our family member,
only in your presence ... just remember!

So, I unfold this invite...
surely come to our wedding night!

What a theory!

2010-11-16T13:13:00.000+05:30

Out of loads that we've got,
many theories I studied and forgot.
Even if I try to recall
it would be a stressful call.

However, one of them,
I use as an emblem.
It fits in every situation,
scenario, query and plot.
It nullifies the differentiation
between good and bad that we've been taught.

Thanks to Charles Darwin for this one...
...'Survival of the fittest' made me won.

All deeds are done by everyone to survive.
So, why put them in good, bad, ugly and wise?

Confession

2010-11-10T13:55:00.001+05:30

In the race to overtake,
we've become quite fake.

I don't mind to accept
that I belong to the same subset!

I tend and try to hide
whatever 'good or bad' is inside.
Gallons of makeup has covered 'real me'
and this isn't what I want to be.

Still I'm courageous than the rest,
atleast I've the art to confess!

Breathless

2010-10-26T11:29:00.010+05:30

Picked up some sand in my hand,
all particles were thrilled in loosely gripped stand.

They loved my touch as I didn't trap,
gave them space and enough gap.

The moment I became harsh and bad,
closed my wrist with sand in hand ...
... didn't let them breathe; they became sad
and this lack of space suffocated sand.

Imagine 'this' is what we humans do...

We hold our dears with tightly gripped hand
with no space to enjoy the strand.

2010-09-03T14:08:00.002+05:30

Hello Readers,

I am taking a short break and would not be available for few weeks!
So, may read & leave my comments on your compositions once I am back...

Keep writing & take good care...
Bye for now!

Regards,
Dimple

2010-08-15T17:16:00.004+05:30

Hello to all my Hindi readers...

I have made a new blog & from now onwards, I would write in Hindi as well.
http://khayaalo-k-baadal.blogspot.com/
Let's see... how it goes :)

Regards,
Dimple

Silence unwrapped

2010-08-11T13:07:00.004+05:30

Someone asked me
to listen to the silence around me.
No need to mention;
what a different experience it would be!!

Just after he said this,
I thought a lot about silence...

I've heard people talking
and discovered noise battling.
At times, tried to listen to myself
but tell me how to apprehend silence??!!
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These thoughts ate my time.
But one thought helped me to find
the silence that's always confined!
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Perhaps,
nothing other than this is desired...
... trait of a good listener is required.

Not again!

2010-07-15T12:33:00.003+05:30

Couples met to walk hand-in-hand.
Enjoyed the rain that was unplanned.

Paper boats got a chance to swim,
Water-water everywhere; filled to the brim.

Leaves no more appeared 'unclean'.
Smell of mud added to the scene,
seemed someone painted all in green.
Perhaps, time to throw the 'sunscreen'.

And look, here I stand
..
..
..
bruised, alone and wet in the rain.

Thereafter, I decided
not to walk in the rain
'cause
it made me think of him again!

Why sorry?

2010-07-06T22:48:00.006+05:30

Why should I say sorry to you...?

Perhaps, it is not a question for you
but I think for me.
So, I would answer it honey!

I believed due to my mistakes;
then I realised it is nothing like that
because 'to err is human'.

Later, I thought due to our relationship;
then I recalled that you were the one
who was more interested than me!

Thereafter, I assumed due to your 'ego';
then I corrected myself as you were the man
to bend on your knees to propose me.

Finally, I settled on something simpler
and accepted all reasons stand baseless.
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It was always because...
'I love you' more than
you could ever imagine!

Finding answer in the sky

2010-06-20T02:47:00.003+05:30

When love between me and him faded away,
people just got another prey...!
Everyone counselled
me in some or the other way.

I forgot every fundamental with time
but one of them today made me write this rhyme.

This was their thought that I couldn't buy...
"Who so ever dies, becomes a star in the sky"

As love between both of us was not alive
but in the form of star it still survives...!

That star had the glow to brighten the sky
but it couldn't blossom our relation, may I know why?

I want the answer from the star tonight.
Thus, I would gaze at it the whole night!

Can you do this for me?

2010-05-17T16:43:00.004+05:30

I've been told that
you can do everything
then can you do this for me ...?

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No matter I open or close my eyes,
I feel you with all the trust inside!

No matter you give me free fall from skyscraper,
I enjoy it just like those gigantic rides!

No matter how tough it sounds my dear,
please make our relation - blessed and sincere,
so that it becomes true love and not fear!

I'm sure after you'll give me all this my lord,
I'd float in the sea named 'God'.

BLUE

2010-04-27T16:33:00.000+05:30

Love without rigour can never become a legal relation.
Love without sacrifice can never give eternal peace.

Love with warmth is so satiating.
Love followed by understanding is satisfaction.

Love without dreams is controlling the urge to fly.
Love without patience is just like hollow commitment.

Love with tears is what we call 'feelings'.
Love with faith gives courage to look into someone's eyes.

Love in the absence of emotions is fake.
Love without sensations is life with no hope.

. . .

As above 'with' or 'without' list will continue.
Thought to define love in lines, that are few.
For me ... Love is just like colour BLUE...
while blooming, it becomes - sky
but a senseless blue nerve when it dies!

In your name

2010-04-19T10:18:00.003+05:30

My day begins with your name,
And the night ends the same...

My love with you has never demanded any sacrifice.
I've touched sensitivity of love to be precise.

For me love is nothing more than your name.
Trust me with you in my life I've no complain.

We both understand silence of each other.
Tell me with all this why would I ask for another!!

Everytime, I close my eyes, I feel you inside.
This is how I define eternal love for my guide...

God, my faith in you deepens each day.
Be within me thats all I want to say!

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This makes the poem count... 50!
By the medium of this blog, I would like to thank you all for your time, comments and thoughts that you have shared with me time and again.
And, last but not the least, I thank God for being inside me as a motivation of all my compositions!
Regards,
Dimple

iTS fINE

2010-04-08T12:07:00.002+05:30

We are all alone
but we still look for illusions that we have known.

Our hunt for people around us never dies.
Desire to have more and more around us makes us get into 'lies'.

To make someone the 'substitute' of another,
we hop from one relation to another.

That fills our address book with fake contacts one by one.
And we succeed in a making of what we call 'fiction'...

The threshold surpasses at that time
when we boast about our fake relations in pastime,
infront of people who themselves have climbed,
the ladder of indignity but still we say its 'fine'!

How have you been?

2010-03-22T16:48:00.003+05:30

Discussions about money, crisis, highs and lows.
Took entire concentration and our brain...

We spent so much time on our enemies
and laid our life for friends who gave us pain.

Endless debates about sufferings
made us talk so much insane.

Style statement and lavish life
was one thing we wished to attain...

Break-offs and torned relationships
made our perception so damn constrained!
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In all this we didn't think about one power...
who saved us all the time,
on whom we vent out so many times...!

This is the extreme...
We never asked God, how have you been?

When will I grow up?

2010-03-09T17:48:00.002+05:30

One day my mind questioned me,
"When will I grow up?"

As...
Each minute I realise
that I was a kid last minute.

My deeds were nothing less
than what are done by a minor!

Alas, mistakes have piled up
one on the other just like a stack.
And everytime I think about it...
my inner self gives me one tight slap.

Perhaps, such a tricky question
has no other answer than this... I assure...
As my mindset will continue to mature.
The day I'll die
my mind would be completely ripe... that's for sure!

Re-realization

2010-02-25T11:24:00.004+05:30

People exploit and play with emotions everyday.
This has happened only after you went away...!

They make issues out of nothing and hurt me.
Your absence has given them advantage to injure me.

Everyone cross-questions me for weird things.
I cannot answer them as I am lost in your dreams.

People talk about friends and 'friendship'.
Now finding one like you again would be impossible.

There has been no encounter with happiness since ages.
I realize that it signed off at the time of your departure!

There is nothing that puts me on or off now.
I have murdered all feelings somehow.

Perhaps, here God wants to teach me the meaning of 'sustain'
That is why he kept me alive even after so much pain!

My valentine and a rose

2010-02-11T12:31:00.014+05:30

This is how emotions ignite...
He touched my hand with no fright
and said, "I am your insight to make things alright".

Just to re-live that moment I unpack
memories that are kept in my haversack.
Over and again I go to flashback.
Don't buzz me dear, as I don't want to comeback!

Our intimate talks have touched a new peak.
Life is full of colours that are unique!
At present, he is in office and I'm scanning our photos.
My heart says... this Valentine's we'll share the best pose.
It would be both of us and a red rose...!!

Hypnotic Reader

2010-02-01T12:38:00.004+05:30

He is capable of reading whatever is inside
no matter I show nothing from outside.

Irrespective of how much I try,
I cannot escape when he questions ...'why'...

He can comprehend all my expressions,
let they be thoughts or just reactions.

I count on my reader every now and then.
His talent gets nothing less than ten-on-ten.

I am always caught red-handed as he is wise.
My man is blessed with such hypnotic eyes!

His two little eyes have such an expertise,
they start reading from the point...
...where my mind cease!!

Love you!

2010-01-19T13:33:00.001+05:30

I don't know why
you are the warmest...
Has God made you this way
or time laid your foundation?

I don't know why
your lap is the best place to rest...
Are you a magician who can charm
even the night queen?

I don't know how
can you cook so good even in hurry
with the same love everytime?

I don't know how
can your touch heal all the pain
and cure all asymmetrical lanes?

Ahh...! at last I know a few things...

I know why you get panic...
Daily work exhaust you the most.
Tensions deplete your energy to the utmost.

I know I cannot be like you...
The day my kids growup they will end up
comparing me and you.

Like always you will win hearts even as granny!

~~~ Love you mamma ~~~

What is it...?

2010-01-09T21:54:00.002+05:30

Everything looks beautiful
I wonder...
Is it a god's gift,
Or is it a sensual lady...
Or is it a sweet lie?

Everything looks intimate.
I wonder...
Is it love,
Or is it 'need'...
Or is it a habit?

Everything looks hazy.
I wonder...
Is it the fog,
Or is it the smog,
Or is it a dream?

Everything looks lazy.
I wonder...
Is it the illness,
Or is it the weather...
Or is it the reluctance?

Everything looks tough.
I wonder...
Is it a puzzle,
Or is it a truth...
Or is it life?

Everything looks history.
I wonder...
Is it some monument,
Or is it a 'past tense'...
Or is it a lost LOVE?

De-Attached!

2009-12-15T21:27:00.004+05:30

Thanks to those golden days
when people were so damn attached.
That was the time I cherished the most
as nothing was a mismatch.

Perhaps, I would say
that people in every way
made me understand
the meaning of word 'attached'.

Here is a time when I march alone
without being known
that I am detached...
Now not only from family
but even from my enemies.
And, after all this
there is no feeling of void
Perhaps, I myself destroyed
fake relations that made me annoyed!

Rolling stone

2009-12-02T13:29:00.001+05:30

As days were passing by,
I kept on accepting every low and high.
It was just lately I realised,
my morals were chopped and confidence was sliced.

Gradually, became a puppet of other's choice,
where my individuality paid such a heavy price.
My identity was ruined away,
as I swallowed every "change" that came my way.

People around, made me so,
They took me to places where they wanted to go...
Perhaps, I'm a rolling stone,
with no target of my own...

Eye-makeup

2009-11-01T22:21:00.003+05:30

After so many hassles with sleepless nights
I finally made my mind to sleep last night.

Sleep was not going to come to me,
So I begged infront of sleep to rescue me!

You won't believe I even tried...
...all magic tricks to mesmerize sleep.

My dogfights with these dark nights,
Are nothing but add-ons to my fright!

My attempt went in vain,
Eyes are thirsty and insane,
Failure struck me again...

Perhaps, all are not even blessed
to have a single second to rest!

And here comes morning where I get up
when I've to plot same old eye makeup...!

Destruction

2009-10-18T14:00:00.004+05:30

I've bathed in the river of 'separation',
Survived each moment in isolation.
Convinced myself with every explanation.
Sadly love was a synonym of word 'limitation'...

Thirsty were my desires for dedication.
He was the only 'one' for reciprocation.
But eventually he was also an illusion,
And here begins the story of soul's destruction...

I kept on sinning

2009-10-07T11:54:00.001+05:30

A drug that silently
killed me from within
and eventually made me thin
was nothing but
a huge stack of 'fake expectations'
that every now and then
I was shown in every relation.

Hats off to people who
had this talent from very beginning.
They made a fool of me
at the end of every inning.
You won't believe
my soul is still running
in search of 'him'
for whom I kept on sinning...

Misconception

2009-09-08T13:31:00.002+05:30