Showing posts with label Random poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Random poem. Show all posts

Monday, March 19, 2012

Flame


Sitting by the window
Accompanied by my shadow
In a boring room
On a lazy noon
Deep in thought
letting time pass
Lots to do,
But I am hanging around.

Those delicate fingers
taps off the cinders
Fuming into flame; the sparks
Slope of gold and blue and red lurks
The bold face of fire as in hearth
Blown brighter by the breath

Whiff of cold air hits me hard,
I don't know why its sad
The blue blue sky
Is dark and hazy.
I wonder why?
I want to see the bright blue sky
But I just see it dark and hazy

Lots to do,
But I am hanging around.
I am waiting for you
and the blue blue sky...
Image Courtesy: Yours Truly
Verses by: Insignia

Monday, March 05, 2012

Love Hate


You are
A poem I never wanted to write
A fear I never wanted to fight
An ocean I never had the strength to cross
A tear I never wanted to wipe.

You are
A dream that was too good to come true
Illusions, reality, mirages, the old and the new
A passion that had the power to destroy me
A hope that could kill so as to survive without you

Now I run, just to find what I have lost
And to lose whatever I have.
And I run, run away from me
To live, go on just to set you free.

I hate you, for my love cannot go beyond that
And I hate you to continue loving you
It’s my love for my destroyer
And my hatred for the survivor. For the fighter.

PS: These are just random thoughts and they have nothing to do with the dead or alive me.

Image Courtesy: http://www.trulygraphics.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/sad-girl544.jpg

Friday, October 08, 2010

I am tired

I am tired
Tired of the words they say

They please you, they praise you, they win your heart
They admire you all the time, making you blind;
They make sure you trust them from the start.

I am tired
Tired of the games they play

They catch you, they push you, they rip you apart
you lose faith, you lose friends, you lose it all you have
They leave you all alone, with a broken heart

I am tired
Tired of the things they do

they stab you in your back and come to console you
They command you, they possess you
you are left at their mercy, they have the last laugh.

You are all alone, nowhere to go
You cannot run, you cannot hide
they make sure you are not even left with the option to die

you are in total darkness, scared of yourself
they have won! won the game they played

Yes I am tired
Tired of losing all over again..