I'm in search of a person,
I won't ask her to be good to me
Though I would like her to be talking
For words is all I have, to share
...
i remember a friend of mine
who used to be close to my eyes
always in a turmoil of rage and courage
in between the line of love and hate
...
I know this poem may not seem right
I know my efforts will break laughs
Still, I want you to know, this dear
Whatever, but my words are clear
...
You must have seen a few roses bloom
With beauty insane, ending up in tomb
I aren't that thorn, mind you again,
Lying across the soil under cloudy rain
...
I won't tell u why, the reason of my smile
I won't let u cry, for the jokes I had in my life
Time is precious, I know my lot,
It won't change any good or at all
...
Fear can be a very bad thing
In it is lost the essence of being
Darkness, murk and gloom all lost
Within in the stream of a deadly spin
...
I see a tired dream,
A dream that won't wake or lie
I see it coming on to me
In my sleep and in my shame
...
i ain't no killing no one
i ain't destroying lives
all i'm doing is trying my best
to listen to the words of my mind
...
I’ve seen some places
where dreams are sold
tears are bargained
and smiles are stored
...
I have a plant in my mind and I want it planted in my heart
I knew this won’t happen with an easy pace
for it takes what I can’t give
my heart has no soil for a plant so nubile
...
She is looking so pale, so ill, so ugly
Her looks was the envy of her place
She was in love with a man, they say
Was a man of losing words and faith
...
This skin will nest maggots on end
No sign of me stays through long
My breath won’t kick dust, no more
Within it will move death inward?
...
These are just words…..endless words
Words that means none to some
Still for others, on abode of love
These are just words…..poems
...
Words moved like wind
through ages and thin
got lost somewhere
got raided in between
...
Wish was there a world
with no boundaries to share
no borders to cross…..
no anthems to sing
...
Forgotten days
‘Some days are meant to fade away
some roads we leave and move ahead’
...
No days can match my days with you
filled my life with words and hue
you my friend, you know me good
may not remember the days we ruled
...
what if we knew why we dream, why we live and why we breath
why we cheat and why we spill
what if we knew all the colors and all the words
and emotions
...
There lived a man with one eye
but happy like sun and birds
he lived alone all his life,
having very little to shed
...
Not much to say except the truth that I tried myself at poems quite lately at the age of 14 with little support from parents. They thought that my poems are ruining my chances of excelling in academics...... nothing else......I'm still writing & enjoy doing so in obscurity.The best thing about writing a poem is absolute authority over words and expressions!
Undecided
I'm in search of a person,
I won't ask her to be good to me
Though I would like her to be talking
For words is all I have, to share
I don't garb with richness or with wealth
My life hasn't borne the fruit of bliss
And she must know this quite well
I'm running away from reality
And her dream must keep me in it
She don't have to be beautiful
She don't have to be great
All she has to be is true
And smile and cry, at least.
Men are known for war and skill
They are bound to create dates
Their names are shorn in golden words
For there isn't aught else to say
But my damsel, you need not bother
All I can do is write and speak,
My words are humble in its purest self
You shan't wait for a horseman's shudder
To wake you from your present state
No luxury on trail or wonder
All is fine with my simple self
Life is going the wrong way today
It won't, with your kind absence!
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