tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-274100532024-03-07T10:59:18.719+05:30Poetic ExperimentationThese are some of my poems, that I thought deserve to be posted...Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-83264062420358396532012-02-22T18:35:00.002+05:302012-02-22T18:37:33.115+05:30An Old, New BlogWould you like to follow me <a href="http://marita-abraham.blogspot.com">here</a>? <div><br /></div><div>I'd like the company. :) </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-79032355715374087172012-02-22T18:27:00.001+05:302012-02-22T18:28:22.213+05:30The Loss of Pride<span style="color: rgb(187, 187, 187); line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(137, 179, 201); "></span><span >In my worried head<br />I planned a gentle discussion.<br />I made it a point<br />Not to be bossy.<br />I know you hate that.<br /><br />I said, "can you" instead of "won't you"<br />"Try to" instead of "I want you to".<br />I heard my quietness.<br />My pride, bleeding<br />On the floor.<br /><br />You enjoy the power<br />My weakness<br />Gives you.<br />As I try to hide<br />Behind stubborn eyes.<br /><br />NO.<br />I don't ask you again.<br />You shan't reconsider.<br />Breath punched out of my lungs<br />I'm sorry you said, "No."</span><span style="color: rgb(187, 187, 187); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(137, 179, 201); "></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-84982084615502341112011-08-21T21:55:00.005+05:302011-08-21T22:51:33.600+05:30Highway Rider<div>Bike. </div><div>Buzzed on beer.</div><div>Buttons black leather jacket.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Speed.</div><div>Stargazing.</div><div>Shedding all inhibitions.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Slow.</div><div><div>Succumbing</div><div>Steadily to alcohol.</div></div><div>
<br /></div><div>Swerve!</div><div>Split-second.</div><div>Suddenly thrown into air.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Blood. </div><div>Broken bones. </div><div>Barely alive at nineteen. </div><div>
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<br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-54927471204068152312010-11-18T22:37:00.002+05:302010-11-19T00:18:38.084+05:30Firsts<div>The first time we spoke</div><div>Over a song. Over a joke. </div><div>Sudden friends</div><div><br /></div><div>The very first spark</div><div>In a bus. In the dark. </div><div>But you didn't notice</div><div><br /></div><div>Our first week across states</div><div>Couldn't stand it. Couldn't wait.</div><div>To see you again</div><div><br /></div><div>Your first confession</div><div>Changing course. Confusion. </div><div>Pulse escalates</div><div><br /></div><div>First kiss</div><div>Bliss. Bliss. </div><div>Heaven in your arms</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-38992180038762578322010-07-02T01:33:00.002+05:302010-08-11T22:00:29.322+05:30Nobody<p class="MsoNormal">I am like dirt under your shoe </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Or a children’s book you forgot you had</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Like an ache that you can’t bother to heal</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Like I was just someone, anyone, no one at all</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Words that sound like poetry</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Coat your mouth like caramel</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sweet, indulgent but really</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Just a sticky mass of unhealthy sugar</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">It hurts again. I thought it could never be </p> <p class="MsoNormal">As bad as the last time </p> <p class="MsoNormal">But it’s worse and more crushing</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Because I didn’t think I would let myself hurt this way</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">No one but myself, no friends who understand</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Just a room with little corners</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Where I cry until my legs fall numb</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Until I turn into an irrational mess of a person</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">What am I to you? Just a girl you convince yourself is the one</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Who your heart doesn’t allow to love enough</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Subconsciously, you push me away</p> <p class="MsoNormal">It hurts to feel like nothing to you </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-12721301576946698232010-06-08T02:24:00.003+05:302010-06-24T19:21:34.618+05:30I wish I wasI wish I was your Princess<div>The girl you'd waited for</div><div>The one for whom you'd do anything</div><div>If she came knocking on your door</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I wish nothing else mattered</div><div style="text-align: justify;">When you looked in my eyes</div><div style="text-align: justify;">And everything else came second</div><div style="text-align: justify;">When you had me as the prize</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I wish every time I cried</div><div style="text-align: justify;">You'd swear to heal my pain</div><div style="text-align: justify;">And as long as life was in you</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Never let me cry again</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">But I am not your Princess</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I'm not your perfect bride</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Even if you swear otherwise</div><div style="text-align: justify;">This truth I know, inside</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-78873687497247348042010-06-01T16:08:00.003+05:302010-06-08T02:24:31.783+05:30Father<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcjGo8G0LuFURWAEqVs9M1a6TDC4qsTu3vKZO8KQlwiBfdEQH15QzgvhTLbYs2lRBtBK7oRdDkU1FAxHxUbScJXEH2YDtXje6p9u7m8hBfF5jp2DeyqV9a3qkGYAKDtPvkMaBl/s1600/DSCN0036.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcjGo8G0LuFURWAEqVs9M1a6TDC4qsTu3vKZO8KQlwiBfdEQH15QzgvhTLbYs2lRBtBK7oRdDkU1FAxHxUbScJXEH2YDtXje6p9u7m8hBfF5jp2DeyqV9a3qkGYAKDtPvkMaBl/s320/DSCN0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477774653803582226" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Big shoulders strong enough</div><div style="text-align: center;">To protect</div><div style="text-align: center;">From everything</div><div style="text-align: center;">Speeding car, leering men, broken heart</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Eyes that twinkle more often </div><div style="text-align: center;">Than they cloud</div><div style="text-align: center;">With anger or fear</div><div style="text-align: center;">Light brown pools of hidden emotion</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Never perfect, yet seeming just so</div><div style="text-align: center;">Efficient </div><div style="text-align: center;">Machine</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yet more than lazy enough to be human</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Downs a pint of whiskey (only the best) </div><div style="text-align: center;">A gentleman</div><div style="text-align: center;">Controlled</div><div style="text-align: center;">Loose, but never a drunken swagger</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The smoothest driver, shifting gears</div><div style="text-align: center;">With ease</div><div style="text-align: center;">Experience</div><div style="text-align: center;">That cannot be taught, only admired</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The kite flyer, the ocean swimmer</div><div style="text-align: center;">Careful </div><div style="text-align: center;">And carefree</div><div style="text-align: center;">The one who taught me to ride a wave</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Brimming with stories and terrible jokes</div><div style="text-align: center;">A father</div><div style="text-align: center;">A friend</div><div style="text-align: center;">Switching between roles seamlessly</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-57635307611982053552010-04-29T22:50:00.000+05:302010-05-31T12:44:04.324+05:30Hidden Child<p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Suitcase, black stilettos, crisp </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Perfect posture stands</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Holding an ice cream cone</p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-65281129715729043492010-03-20T19:49:00.002+05:302010-05-31T12:44:13.354+05:30ResidueYou took my soul, loved it with all of you<div>But I wasn't good enough to fight for</div><div>You took my soul, squeezed the life out of it</div><div>Gently, without you or I knowing </div><div><br /></div><div>You left your fingerprints to haunt me </div><div>When I am sleeping, when I am lonely</div><div>You left your sweet tasting fingerprints</div><div>To remind me it will never be the same</div><div><br /></div><div>I cannot forgive you for stealing my faith</div><div>Sixteen was too young to find a soul mate</div><div>I cannot forgive you for stealing the part of me</div><div>That could love without fear of being trampled</div><div><br /></div><div>You swirl, swirl, swirl like the residue in a teacup</div><div>That is meant only to be thrown away</div><div>I swirl, swirl, swirl in my own confusion</div><div>In limbo between the past and present</div><div><br /></div><div>Look at me now, a shell, an amputee</div><div>How will I find someone who will accept this</div><div>Look at me now if you can stand to see it</div><div>I wait for someone to bring me back to life</div><div><br /></div><div>If I could go back, I would pry </div><div>Out of your hands my most fragile parts</div><div>If I could go back, I would take my soul </div><div>And save it for someone better than you</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-5890293667513122622010-03-20T19:14:00.002+05:302010-05-31T12:43:42.894+05:30Summer Day<div style="text-align: center;">Heat sweating.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You laugh.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We tickle. </div><div style="text-align: center;">You say little jokes </div><div style="text-align: center;">Small little jokes.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We find shade</div><div style="text-align: center;">Only to laugh more.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Only to touch </div><div style="text-align: center;">Gently. Pretend</div><div style="text-align: center;">It didn't happen. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Eyes dance </div><div style="text-align: center;">Mine laugh</div><div style="text-align: center;">With intensity.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sudden joy</div><div style="text-align: center;">That you are here </div><div style="text-align: center;">Listening</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not listening</div><div style="text-align: center;">Looking the other way.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I pull you towards me</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pushing letting go </div><div style="text-align: center;">Closer </div><div style="text-align: center;">Then further.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a game.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The laughter sinks in</div><div style="text-align: center;">Like the sunlight</div><div style="text-align: center;">In the city's heat.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I told you secrets</div><div style="text-align: center;">Little dark spiders</div><div style="text-align: center;">That web in my brain.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You understand.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Strangers no more</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have found you.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Discovery</div><div style="text-align: center;">That makes day</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lighter fuller</div><div style="text-align: center;">With laughter</div><div style="text-align: center;">Silliness</div><div style="text-align: center;">Immaturity</div><div style="text-align: center;">Playfulness.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-72043933536302229722010-03-08T20:50:00.004+05:302010-05-31T12:43:42.897+05:30Taboo<div>It began with a playful fight on a lawn</div><div>Little shoves and tugs from which were born</div><div>Something, a spark, a tiny flicker</div><div>A trickling stream that was bound to get thicker</div><div><br /></div><div>Tickles slowly replaced the pinches</div><div>And distances between us reduced to inches</div><div>That night, easily, naturally, without a pause</div><div>I found my fingers tangled in yours</div><div><br /></div><div>I know I should have, could have stopped</div><div>But sparks ignite with a mere drop </div><div>Of fuel; A touch, a glance a smile suffices</div><div>The fire, it grows like a beast and rises</div><div><br /></div><div>One minute, a glass of beer in hand</div><div>The next, everything we'd planned</div><div>Melted down to nothing and instead</div><div>We fell over each other on our rooftop bed</div><div><br /></div><div>We laughed and rolled and kissed all night</div><div>And all that was wrong, seemed so right</div><div>I don't know where to go from here</div><div>So for just a minute more, stay with me here</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-80824290586843306372010-01-10T00:24:00.003+05:302010-03-07T23:48:50.246+05:30Small PoemsTiny things, little tiny poems that happen when I can't sleep. <3<div><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">When you appeared<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Like a baby in a china shop</p> <p class="MsoNormal">You toddled over to me</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I knew, at that moment</p> <p class="MsoNormal">You were going to stay awhile</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><o:p> </o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Suddenly, without warning</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Without wanting it to</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Love flooded me, beautifully</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I breathed again. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><o:p> </o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">Your curls<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Brown, orange, maybe even red</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Naughty, unruly, soft</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">They epitomize you</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">They flirt with my memories of you</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><b><br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">Cultural Differences<span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span><o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">Language, hometown, habits, tastes<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">Where did we find the connection? </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">It’s invisible, but strong enough. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">Little Things<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal">A laugh. A girl’s name that annoys me. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Your eyes. Your cheekiness. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Your <st1:time hour="0" minute="0">midnight</st1:time> kisses. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The nine-month-time-of-my-life<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">Distances<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Airplane tickets divide us</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Time not enough, feet too slow</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">If only. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><b><br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">Promises<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">As if you mean them with all your heart</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">You make promises, so many</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">They are broken like fragile pots</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">I still would bet my life that you’ll keep them</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><o:p> </o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><o:p> </o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><o:p> </o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">Impressions<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Eyes closed, eyes open</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Either way, you appear</p> <p class="MsoNormal">On my heart, mind and soul </p> <p class="MsoNormal">You leave your gentle footprints</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">Insomnia<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Some nights I wait for you, hours and hours</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">You never come</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Some nights I dream with eyes open</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Of our happiness</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><br />Don’t</b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">Don’t leave me just yet, there’s more</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">Don’t give up already, we have a chance</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">Don’t change your mind, it’s not over</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;">I’m terrified you’ll forget about me</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">Addictive<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I want to get out before you hurt me again</p> <p class="MsoNormal">But your eyes are honest</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Your kisses soothing</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I give myself another chance with you<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-83412057272703794962009-11-03T19:56:00.004+05:302010-01-10T00:24:09.017+05:30The Day You Left<div style="text-align: right;">A hot, blistering day begins</div><div style="text-align: right;">With a flustered morning</div><div style="text-align: right;">Waiting for you, pining, aching</div><div style="text-align: right;">Your call, a whiff of your voice</div><div style="text-align: right;">And I race to the door</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">And wait and wait and wait</div><div style="text-align: right;">Until your curly hair enters </div><div style="text-align: right;">My field of vision. Escalator</div><div style="text-align: right;">Ascending. Blue shirt. Shoulders.</div><div style="text-align: right;">You walk the wrong way</div><div style="text-align: right;">And I run, run, run...</div><div style="text-align: right;">Embrace. Relief. Peace. </div><div style="text-align: right;">I cling onto you for life</div><div style="text-align: right;">With time ticking frantically </div><div style="text-align: right;">Every minute bursts</div><div style="text-align: right;">With the pang of your departure</div><div style="text-align: right;">Every time you look at me</div><div style="text-align: right;">Mixed with the happiness you bring</div><div style="text-align: right;">Come waves and waves of sadness </div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">And we walk. Hot, sweaty, hand in hand</div><div style="text-align: right;">The sun can't burn away</div><div style="text-align: right;">The hurt I feel looking at you</div><div style="text-align: right;">My stomach churns with dread</div><div style="text-align: right;">For when you'll say goodbye</div><div style="text-align: right;">My blue-shirt-curly-haired handsome</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">You stand by the gate with me</div><div style="text-align: right;">Wanting to stay and needing to leave</div><div style="text-align: right;">I curse the forces that pull you from me</div><div style="text-align: right;">I hold back the rain</div><div style="text-align: right;">Choking my eyes, burning</div><div style="text-align: right;">And try to smile. Try to let you go. </div><div style="text-align: right;">I can't. A hug. Another. Another. </div><div style="text-align: right;">Can't erase the heaviness I feel</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">So, as always, I run from my sadness</div><div style="text-align: right;">I walk away from you, faster</div><div style="text-align: right;">Hoping you don't see me and cry</div><div style="text-align: right;">Sitting in a bus stop</div><div style="text-align: right;">Head in my hands, trying</div><div style="text-align: right;">To numb out the hurt</div><div style="text-align: right;">You see me. You mouth something</div><div style="text-align: right;">I don't understand</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">I am drawn to you </div><div style="text-align: right;">Like a magnet</div><div style="text-align: right;">I follow the blue shirt in the rickshaw</div><div style="text-align: right;">I follow you like a lost puppy</div><div style="text-align: right;">I run, run, run...</div><div style="text-align: right;">Hoping, irrationally, that you will stop</div><div style="text-align: right;">And come back to me</div><div style="text-align: right;">Instead you accelerate</div><div style="text-align: right;">Around a bend, I lose sight</div><div style="text-align: right;">Of the blue shirt. I'm blind</div><div style="text-align: right;">With hot, lava-like tears</div><div style="text-align: right;">Sweating panting running</div><div style="text-align: right;">Trying to catch a glimpse</div><div style="text-align: right;">A flash, a touch of blue</div><div style="text-align: right;">In the crowded street ahead</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nothing but my ragged breath</div><div style="text-align: right;">Alien unattractive strangers</div><div style="text-align: right;">And thoughts of kisses, laughs, tentative smiles</div><div style="text-align: right;">Of a tiny silver ring on a big finger</div><div style="text-align: right;">Of your quick entry into my world</div><div style="text-align: right;">And your even swifter departure</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">The tears rain on ceaselessly</div><div style="text-align: right;">I walk and walk and walk and walk</div><div style="text-align: right;">To nowhere; lost without you</div><div style="text-align: right;">No polestars, no blue shirts</div><div style="text-align: right;">For direction</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">I still cannot fathom the pain</div><div style="text-align: right;">This goodbye brings</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-52977508510176248012009-11-03T19:36:00.002+05:302010-01-10T00:23:43.903+05:30BittersweetAs strongly as the heart yearns<div>For home, good company, familiarity</div><div>So the heart embraces the new</div><div>And welcome winds of change</div><div><br /></div><div>As I ache for the cool touch</div><div>Of my mother's weathered fingers</div><div>Her clatter in the kitchen</div><div>Her halo of protection and comfort</div><div>So I stand wide-eyed, excited</div><div>For me new-found freedom</div><div>Bearing new responsibilities</div><div>With a smile and strong stance</div><div><br /></div><div>As furiously as I cling to</div><div>The part of me i left behind</div><div>So I let this new person</div><div>Find her soul</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-47265741227921584252009-11-01T14:12:00.001+05:302009-11-03T19:31:47.717+05:30Missing Ma<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkWimBJvLx6myqIz3mGcNWZQMcqlAmhEyuzsaA1dGl9hPn13XYpzkUF3UTPWrgNzqVyJ9PSQuxs_3niXIILvDG5XS99IAhfplvk8HxCwumCYioGtrrCugy_PegAQzf2X68d7Qw/s1600-h/n545528721_1674751_7170070.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkWimBJvLx6myqIz3mGcNWZQMcqlAmhEyuzsaA1dGl9hPn13XYpzkUF3UTPWrgNzqVyJ9PSQuxs_3niXIILvDG5XS99IAhfplvk8HxCwumCYioGtrrCugy_PegAQzf2X68d7Qw/s320/n545528721_1674751_7170070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399877239261170210" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">You burst with beautiful energy</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">You laugh and you become a child</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I ache for that laugh, its warmth</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It reminds me how similar we are</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your fingers worn soft </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Telling your motherly tales</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">You read me, meticulously</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Every smile, every movement</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">To you I am transparent</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">My lies fall to pieces before you</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">My tears, hidden within bathroom walls</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Some you caused, and some others</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">From when I was a seed inside you</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">You could feel my heart beat</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Even today, you sense every single</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">One of my sorrows</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I get so angry at you sometimes</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And you at me, we fight</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">But when I lie down to sleep</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">All I can think of is that I let you down</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Tonight, in this cold hostel room</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I miss you, your touch, your hug</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your words that curl around me</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Like a well-worn sweater</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I regret sleeping late into the morning</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Instead of being around you</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I take you for granted</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And now I hate myself for it</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I would have said all this to you</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:medium;">Cuddled up next to you</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Over and over how much I love you</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">But we never do that. We argue. We hug. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I am falling to pieces without you here</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Tonight I just want your presence</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I look at your photograph</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It isn’t enough. I miss you.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-87405509768780580172009-05-04T17:56:00.003+05:302009-05-04T18:03:42.239+05:30He's just not youHe's so gorgeous<br />His lines outrageous<br />He makes the first move<br />But he's just not you<br /><br />He's naughty, like a child<br />He's crazy and wild<br />It's great, he's funny too<br />But he's just not you<br /><br />He flirts with me all the time<br />But he doesn't make me rhyme<br />He's fresh, he's new<br />But he's just not you<br /><br />HE can't write beautiful songs<br />He can't make me belong<br />In your arms like you do<br />No one could ever be you.<div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-72731198700276731932009-04-22T15:27:00.004+05:302009-04-22T16:28:34.478+05:30I can smile though you hurt me<br />I won't cry if you desert me<br />I can be just your friend<br />There's nothing in me to mend<br /><br />I don't miss you like before<br />I don't need you anymore<br />You aren't my life blood<br />And it feels so good<br /><br />It's OK when we fight<br />I don't stay up at night<br />Wondering if it was my fault<br />Or if i should have called<br /><br />You're not the sun <br />I revolve around<br />You're not the one<br />To whom I'm bound<br />You were everything once<br />But an end always comes<br /><br />I don't miss you like before<br />I don't need you anymore<br />You aren't my life blood<br />And it feels so good<br /><br />oh honey, no offense, it feels good.<div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-15036166294606991792009-04-09T11:18:00.002+05:302009-05-04T18:13:42.636+05:30Wishes<div style="text-align: center;">Let us marry on a beach<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">With white rosed garlands<br />Let our parents bless us<br />With all their hearts<br />Let our footprints on the sand<br />Never erase from memory<br />No matter that they were<br />Erased by the sea<br /><br />Let us spend those first years<br />Like new lovers<br />Discovering each others'<br />Bodies, minds, souls<br />Let the passion never die<br />Despite the years that pass<br />Let our hands always hold<br />To comfort each other<br /><br />Let our every thought, word and action<br />Be infused with gentleness<br />Let we never lie or betray<br />And if we ever do<br />Let us forgive in time<br />If ever there is a doubt of fading love<br />Let it dissolve at once<br />When we are in each others' arms<br /><br />Let the harsh words that we speak<br />Be drowned by the laughter<br />Of our children<br />Let them reflect our childhood<br />And remind us to be carefree<br /><br />Let us never be too busy<br />To say, "I love you"<br />Let our arguments be peaceful<br />I hope work never forces us<br />To neglect our family<br />Or to neglect our love<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I wrote this one night when I couldn't get sleep. These wishes are things that i know will never really come true, little girls like to wish upon stars. I just wanted to write down my insane hopes. I don't know if it classifies as poetry, but it is the song of my heart and I hope that counts.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-44657342622101045612009-03-12T15:04:00.002+05:302009-03-12T15:29:03.210+05:30Loveless<div style="text-align: center;">Love in the movies<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In the park holding hands<br />Hides in an invisible nook<br />Jumps out and ruins and plans.<br /><br /></div><br />Loveless:<br /><br />A computer keyboard chatters<br />Father is hard at work<br />Other trivial, inconsequential matters<br />In his shadows lurk<br /><br />Mother sings along to the radio<br />Cooks, cleans, makes house home<br />Silent tears ebb and flow<br />Like a sad, soft poem<br /><br />They met under parents' watchful eyes<br />Barely knowing each other<br />Two loveless decades pass by<br />They have not yet grown on each other<br /><br />Their two children bind them<br />And they suffocate<br />Some unknown duty confines them<br />To a life they hate<br /><br />They sleep in two rooms<br />Share not a word of love<br />Anger and regret they speak of<br />Why not just end it in a courtroom?<br /><br />An impossible possibility<br />An act unheard of<br />Divorce? Absurdity!<br />Marriage was never about love<div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-696066910189994472009-02-01T13:45:00.002+05:302009-02-01T14:10:52.634+05:30LullabyAre you sleepless tonight?<br />See the firleflies light<br />In the city smoke bright<br />The only stars of the night<br /><br />Can you hear my voice<br />Over the hostel boys,<br />Over your brain's noise?<br />Can you feel my sorrows and joys?<br /><br />Let's take a quiet walk<br />Our faraway hearts talk<br />Our lips lock<br />Till sleep on your door knocks<br /><br />As settles the morning dew<br />Tonight, I am awake too<br />Me heart clings onto<br />All the wonder I found in you<div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-785758502929873842009-02-01T13:35:00.002+05:302009-02-01T13:44:08.842+05:30OppositeI inhale<br />You exhale<br />I cry<br />I sigh<br />You smile<br />All the while<br />I understand<br />You just can't<br />I'm lost<br />At sea, tossed<br />And turning<br />Stomach churning<br />You're ashore<br />Locked your door<br />In the clouds<br />Laughing out loud<br />You don't know<br />I'm waiting below<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;">You walk<br />You talk<br />Move along<br />Sing your songs<br />I wait<br />You're late<br />Your words<br />Absurd<br />So kind<br />I'm blind<br />To your love<br />Tired of<br />Fighting<br />Lighting<br />Our flame<br />Like a game<br />Of hide and seek<br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;">I'm weak<br />You're strong<br />I'm wrong<br />To accuse you<br />I can't lose you<br />You stay<br />Today<br />Tomorrow<br />I know<br />Bigger things<br />Life will bring<br />You'd leave<br />Bereaved<br />I'd lie<br />I'd cry<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-86631823508739951122008-11-04T20:42:00.003+05:302008-11-04T20:53:49.735+05:30FamilyThis is a very personal poem, something I wrote when I was bursting with tears. I fear that the emotion I felt at the time cannot be aptly portrayed through my words, but I hope I can share a tiny sliver.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You say we are not family</div><div style="text-align: center;">But do you mean it?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can you spend a day not worrying</div><div style="text-align: center;">If your children are safe?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The home we made</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seems like a prison to you</div><div style="text-align: center;">But it is my solace</div><div style="text-align: center;">The place where I find family</div><div style="text-align: center;">But you say we are not your family</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Who am I to you, Mamma?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Am I simply some child?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Am I a burden in your arms?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Are you forced to love me</div><div style="text-align: center;">Because we are bound by blood?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I love you despite your words</div><div style="text-align: center;">I beg you, I kneel, I cry</div><div style="text-align: center;">For you to feel in your heart</div><div style="text-align: center;">My ever flowing love</div><div style="text-align: center;">But I am not your family</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then how can you feel the peace </div><div style="text-align: center;">That i feel when I come home</div><div style="text-align: center;">To have three people I can readily</div><div style="text-align: center;">Give my life for</div><div style="text-align: center;">That I can always lean on</div><div style="text-align: center;">That are a part of my being</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yet, you know not this family</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And without you</div><div style="text-align: center;">We are simply people</div><div style="text-align: center;">Waiting for the missing beat</div><div style="text-align: center;">That you took away</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Each in our own way </div><div style="text-align: center;">Love you unconditionally</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can you not love us? </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-88055813886162636292008-09-07T22:50:00.002+05:302008-09-11T16:05:59.479+05:30There's Something About YouThis isn't serious poetry; i was just having some fun :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Something about you makes me smile<br />Just thinking of our times together<br />And when I start, I can't seem to stop<br />Proof of how much we love each other<br /><br />Something about you melts my heart<br />I feel a longing to cuddle in your hug<br />I want to hold your face in my hands<br />Sit on a couch with you and a coffee mug<br /><br />Something about you tickles my ribs<br />I roll around in a giggly fit<br />You cheered me up with all that humour<br />My dark days with laughter you lit<br /><br />Something about you tears me up<br />Because our time is running out<br />Is it my fear that forever can never happen?<br />Yet in the depth of our love, I know no doubt<br /><br />Something about you turns me on<br />Well, everything about you does<br />From your voice to your wrists to your yummy kiss<br />Just a bed, some chocolate and us!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-78951718937712933682008-08-15T13:00:00.002+05:302008-09-07T22:10:22.286+05:30Sweet Surrender...againI began a chapter of my life with Sweet Surrender, and now I close it.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">What's this thing I've never felt<br />I find so hard to define?<br />With these feelings I've never dealt<br />Come near me, I'll be fine<br /><br />For so long life revolved<br />Now you, the center shifts<br />And all at once, life dissolves<br />The wings of love now lift<br /><br />I walk myself down that wondrous road<br />Every footstep a precious memory<br />Every bloom a kiss, on the path we strode<br />Now simply a silent reverie<br /><br />Those gentle words you whispered<br />Still float in the tunnels of my mind<br />And I, breathless enraptured<br />Know that you, darling, are one of a kind<br /><br />Like midnight without a star<br />Like a rose without its hue<br />Like day break without a sunrise afar<br />Life loses its magic without you<br /><br />Time passes like the blink of an eye<br />Where the years went, I sigh in wonder<br />But love, you taught me how to fly<br />I'm glad to you, I surrendered<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-74238882457208175542008-08-14T14:37:00.000+05:302008-09-07T22:10:22.286+05:30Time of My LIfe<div style="text-align: center;">I keep writing about all we did<br />Held hands, spoke with our eyes<br />And I forget to write down<br />How you make me feel<br />Or rather, avoid the act<br />For my mind would search so deep<br />To find apt words<br />These mortal feelings cannot be described<br />By a million immortal words<br />So ephemeral<br />Drifting between the shadows<br />Of reality and magic<br />Feelings of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">unencompassible</span> love<br />Of sudden bursts of fury<br />That die with a thought of you<br />Of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">stretched</span> hours of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">loneliness</span><br />Surrounded by people<br />Yet in my own dark corner<br />Of searing fits of pain<br />The separation, the distance, the silence<br />Rings like an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ominous</span> bell<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">There's always escape</div>Imperfecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056noreply@blogger.com0