Saturday, March 31, 2012

I wish that I could fly..




Oh, I wish to fly very far,
And I wish to fly very high
I wish to spread my wings,
And soar myself in the sky

A view from a bird’s eye,
I’ll devour every scene
The oceans so blue ,
And the forests lush green

Kissing my face,
Cool breeze will blow
Mocking the gravity
With air I’ll flow

I’ll feel the warmth
Of the golden rays of the sun
As it rises and sets
Across the horizon

But alas, I’m a human
The sorrow, the pain
I’m bound to go through
The tasks so mundane

I wish to fly away
From every human bane -
The trace of pollution
The politics insane

Oh, I wish to fly very high
Oh, I wish to fly very far
Soar myself in the sky
Never again to see any war..










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Tuesday, March 20, 2012

I will keep moving forward


Worries of life?
Oh, I’ll get through it
Tensions? Alright.
I’ll move through it

Oh, I know the situations of my life has put me down a bit
But, I’ll hang to the golden thread and I’ll get through it

There ain’t any mishap I can’t deal with
There ain’t no problem I can’t cope with
There ain’t any failure that I can’t sustain
I can stand it all, let them cometh

I’ve fallen on face, but I’ll stand again
And like a deeply rooted tree, I’ll face this rain

I believe in myself
I’ve this spark in me
I’ll break through this cage of misery
And set myself free

I’ll travel through the desert and I swim through the sea
I’ll climb the mountains, and one day I’ll be at the peak



Thursday, March 15, 2012

Sometimes it's just good to part the ways


(Feelings of an introverted person who had his heart broken by someone special)

Always, I know, we’ve been very close
Sometimes it hurts to be too close
And sometimes we all need our own space
So, sometimes, it’s just good to part the ways

A shy, reserved person; ya, that is me
Not good with feelings; ya that is me
Words fumbling, always stumbling; ya that is me
But a person good at heart; ya that is me

You tease me, You yell at me, You break my heart, I won’t complain
I’ll just have a little less confidence and maybe some disdain

I can’t be the person you think, I’m sorry, I can’t have it all
I’m just a person with dreams, just a person walking tall

My heart aches, my chest pains
I feel numb as I tell you this,
Coz if I don’t, I’ll ever regret -
Maybe this is the day I wanna forget -

Farewell to the stranger who was so near
Wish you the best; so good-bye dear
With a heavy heart I need to go away
Cause I now need to part my way..












Sunday, March 11, 2012

Zhop aali nahi..

This (slightly) humorous poem was created when I was desperately trying to get some sleep but couldn't fall asleep:


Bichanyat padlo ahe dole mitun mi,
Pan dokyat suru zhala nahi swapnancha VIDEO kahi..
Kay karu mi, mala zhopach yet nahi..

Lakshya gele khidki kade, baher aslelya chandanyan kade
Chandanya zhalya mojun, madhya ratra zhali,
ajun mala matra kahi zhop aaleli nahi..

Mag nazar firavli,
Pankhyawar ti geli,
Thodya wel baghat baslo,
Mag saali LIGHTach chaalli geli..

Vichar kela naukricha, college chya gelelya divsaancha..
Zhala vichar karun aata dokyat kahi nahi,
tarihi mala ajun zhop aaleli nahi..

Mhanalo mi swatahla -
"Premat tar padlo nahi?"
Mag nantar aathavla
"Arre chya, mala tar ajun 'tich' saapadli nahi"

Vichaar aala bhootancha,
Hanuman chalisa pan zhali,
Ajun mala maatra zhop aaleli nahi..

Gheun baslo MOBILE, suru keli kavita,
Arre aata TYPE karun tar majhi kavita pan zhali..
Ajun kahi mala maatra zhop aaleli nahi..

Sunday, March 4, 2012

My 2nd Poem posted on by blog (Can't think of a title)


 Dedicated to all my friends who have a fickle mind (just like me)-
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 Na koi kami hai,
 Na kuch khaas hai.
 Fir bhi pata nahi
 ye dil kyu udaas hai..

 Aakhon me na nami hai
 Na chehre pe hasi hai
 Par mann me hai bechaini
 Ek ajab si pyaas hai..

 Nahi hai koi bimari
 Aur naa hi ye pyaar hai
 Humesha reheta hai saath mere
 Ye bas mera ehsaas hai..

 Ye to hai bas ek "State of mind"
 I need to get out of it
 But then I say to myself
 "Leave it. I'm just used to it"

 Why bother? Ye mann mera hamesha hi aise hota hai.
 Rooun to hasta hai, aur hasu mai to rota hai..

 Ye to mann ki 'tendency' hai aise hone ki
 Seedhi baat ko ulti tarah sochne ki..

 Its a part of me,
 I can't stop it from being like that
 I'll just sing a song, get along
 And just get back to my work like that..