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Trying to Write a Poem…

I am thinking of writing a poem,
I’m out of words and out of topic,
I wish something comes to me fast,
Some beautiful entity or weird logic

So here I am writing a poem,
Poem on not being able to write a poem,
Its sort of an ironical situation,
Or maybe just my desperation

I feel like Sherlock Holmes now,
Not that I’m a consulting detective,
This empty mind craves for mystery,
Or it feels like its somewhat defective

I guess writers feel it too,
This feeling of desperation,
Not being able to conjure their imagination,
Defeating their only true aspiration

I am listening to some songs,
Trying to awaken my emotional faculties,
This will help me start contemplating,
And write about some personal intricacies…

-Self

Emotions

They say laughter is contagious,
I believe tears are more so,
Seeing someone cry,
Brings out emotion uncalled for

I guess this ties us together,
By a bond way stronger,
Bond not visible physically,
That which lasts way longer

Unique entity these emotions are,
Expresses like words unsaid,
No one can teach us how to show it,
Life’s the only lesson we ever had

Let this emotion bind us together then,
Together such that we understand,
Understand that you & I are one,
Oneness on which Humanity stands

-Self

Starlight

Stars are shinning bright,
Some are just faint glimmers,
Moon is showing off its white,
This Night is just for us; the dreamers

I’m gazing into this darkness,
Darkness of the greyish sky,
Hoping that I’ll find it,
Find my very own Starlight

This search has been on for years,
Sometimes it appears in an instance,
It tries to stay for a while,
But It dies when I approach it from a distance

I know it’s still out there,
Finding its way to me,
That’s why I still gaze into the sky,
Hoping that it’ll come & set my spirits free

Night is still very young,
I will cherish this splendid memory,
Awaiting all this while,
For my starlight to complete its journey.

-Self

Pain

Why is it that we are always in pain, is it something that we like or something that we deserve? No matter what we think; no matter what we say, we derive certain pleasure from being in this state of feeling pained. It makes us aware of our presence and I guess that’s what makes us realise the importance of little yet frequent moments of  Happiness. I’ve somehow come to the conclusion that people like being part of this act of Masochism; deriving pleasure from our own pain.

Do we need a reason to feel pain? Well, not really. We are capable of feeling it just by triggering our senses. Pain can be derived physically, mentally or emotionally. People moreover prefer the last one, this being the easiest one to realise I guess.

What’s the purpose of all this agony? I can’t tell, even when I sometimes like to think that I’m hurt and pained by someone or something. But I don’t think that it’s particularly bad. Its actually useful, but only if this pain is borne and felt in solitude, where only you can contemplate on its cause & effect and how it helps us. Comprehending the reason of our being and confiding in our self when in need…

-Self

Ye Dil (Hindi)

Dil aaj kuch udaas hai,
Najaane kya baat hai,
Shayad kisi ke intezaar mein,
Ho raha ye Nirash hai

Kyu essa hota hai,
Nadaniyo mein kyu ke khota hai,
Kitna bhi samjhao isse,
Phir unhi raho ki aur rukh modta hai

Aaj phir woh dard utha,
Jiski na mujhe talaash thi,
Par kehna nahi manta ye kambakht,
Ye dard shayad umeed ka ek ehsaas hai

Ab apne bas mein toh kuch nahi,
Karne deta hu isse mannmani,
Asha hai ye sambhalega,
Meri iss udaasi ko ye samjhega…

-Self

A Birthday Worthwhile

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I was born on this very day,
Born 27 years ago,
This day comes every year,
When I fare the previous year ado

Every year its just a routine,
Routine of getting wishes,
Routine of returning the same,
But this year it was different game

Friends gifted me something,
Gifted me some unique memories,
Memories that can be preserved,
Memories previously unseen & unheard

I don’t know what I did different,
Different from last time,
Sure enough I don’t deserve it,
Amazed I am for this new life line

Where would I go with all this affection,
All this love directed my way,
I guess I will bask in this sunshine
While it lasts, while it stays…

-Self
(24th November)

Love Conundrum

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No matter how practical you seem to be, no matter how objectively you think, when it comes to the matter of heart you always tend to flow with the emotions and forget about all the technicalities which were once holding you & acting as a shield against the cruel yet thriving world. Now the question arises, Is this the right thing to do? It’s not like we’ve an option here, but it’s worth pondering over this question.

I’ve myself been part of such a conundrum, realizing it beforehand that it would make me think irrationally at times, yet I fail to figure out the reasoning behind it. Perhaps, it’s the enduring feeling of love, getting to know someone closely and sharing part of your being, your soul with him/her, or maybe the feeling/fear of losing someone which makes us act erratically. Emotion after all is the most powerful factor which guides us in our decisions.

Moving on from the argument of this phase being right or wrong, we have to realize whether it’s worth the while. I believe that if it helps you pass your day on even a slightly better & positive note, it’s absolutely worth it. For me, sight of her smiling, voice of her laughter, watching her feel joyous while at work, makes my day. We don’t know whether there’s a life after death, why don’t we find our heaven here itself then? Personally, it’s fine to me if she’s not with me for this life time, although it pains me to even think that, all that matters is for her to be happy which in-turn will make me feel blissful. It might seem selfless act of love at first, but there are only few deeds that are more selfish than this because this moreover soothes your soul and it is you who gets a purpose out of it; purpose being his or her happiness and prosperity.

-Self

 

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