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Rhyming across continents

Sushma

It’s Peaceful

Soft music playing

Eyes are misty

But

I don’t need them open

to see you

My fingers caress the air

now and then

I don’t need to actually touch

to feel you

But

My fingers still raise

I know not

Why?

and

Every-time they raise

 a surge,

of love?

Doesn’t matter what

“I smile”

After 4 years

I still feel the same

and

“more”

much more

it is no longer

LOVE

love doesn’t cause this

A

spontaneous welling up,

to my surprise

a drop falls

followed by another

This is not supposed to happen

I’m a man!

strong and willful

But

I now know

finally

what I knew all along

I’m just not in love

this is life

Mine?

no longer

what is life

without

A

Heart

Mine flew with you

So don’t despair

my love

You have company,

It is I

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Simple Truth

 

Words

were always easy

Truth

was always hidden

Simple

as they sound

 

Words pour out

just to

stop

at the edge of my

mouth

 

“Why?”

My Heart demands

“Not Now”

My Brain throws back

“But it is the truth”

 

The struggle

was a year

old

always losing

society, family, religion

were reasons

against it

love

was the only strength

for it

 

Twenty Ten

was all then

Now in ’11

is when

I tell myself

I CAN!

 

Tell

the world

what is

simple and true

in

my words

honest and humble

for

my angel

beautiful and true

 

I, as flawed as possible

love, as more than ever

You, for now and forever

Sushma, the first ray

of

my new dawn!

143

in our code 🙂

 

This was part of Jingle’s Thursday poetry rally.

Thanks Jingle

 

This poem won me the perfect poet award at Jingle’s week 37 Rally. I nominate Kavita for the next week.

 

A poem for you

is worth all the awards from the world

A word from you

is worth all the words from the world

A smile from you

is worth all the happiness from a flower

love from you

is worth all the good things of this life

Two Words

to

Jingle

From US

Thank You!

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Me, my words and Her

 

Every Year

For 30

Always me

Boring me

Selfish me

 

This Year

there’s

NO

me

There’s just

words

sometimes

rhyming

strung together

joining you

and

me

 

Before you

thank

me

know that

this is from

NOT

me

 

An Angel

believed

in

me

Loved me

Helped me

Saved me

She

gliding along

with

her wings of beauty

and

a

heart of gold

Me

and my words

flowing along

up on cloud #9

in

2010

 

 

Image by Iantonana

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I’m growing

This is my life.

It has no meaning,

fast losing hope,

losing the innocence.

 

This is the moment,

the beginning of a turning point.

I’m waking up to the world.

The years of happiness,

play,

care-free are fading into the past.

The bleak future is staring into my eyes.

I have the urge to write my life,

but I lack the heart to write.

What is there to write?

Death – An uncommon thought which is coming up again and again.

The turning point is here.

I wish I can stop.

But wishes will not always come true.

 

I want to stop now.

Go to sleep.

But then, I’ll just realize

that

I lost my dreams too.

I hope this is just for today.

I smile!

I know it is not just for today.

What is the question?

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365 days

since

you said YES

Yesterday,

all it took

was

just a few words

before

NO was said.

 

365 days

at

the-end-of-the-day

always

you say

Yes

 

Today

pick up the phone

and say

YES,I forgive you!

 

Without you

365 minutes

is all

I can stay!

 

Without a YES

there

is NO start to

my day

 

Image from here

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Rhyming of Writing

I’m not a poet
Not yet a writer
I’m not persistent
Nor consistent
Everyday I think
of a story
Someday I will
write my true story
Today, I do the easy
a quick poem…


Some-days I see
my friends
with their chapters
Why can’t I write
like Ollin or Lisa
Maybe they think
Why can’t I rhyme
like keshav and Kavita


I think. I dream. I Imagine
and I talk
But I know
I just have to write

I’m not a poet
Not yet a writer
I can play
with my words
Every word like clay
hoping to
mold an’ create


For a moment
Let me stop
the play
Just to tell you
a story



I dream of writing a book. A story of truths or maybe truth about stories. Start was great, a plan was made – 30 Minutes a Day. But plans do not reinvent the man. I’m still a man, most-times rhyming and sometimes writing, always dreaming to become a writer.


This a story
of a poem
OR
A poem
in a story
Short and rhyming
from
a poet
who is
Not yet a writer


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He is a man
who
changed
mankind



He was a man
just as any man
Thin as a reed
Squinting as may be



What he said
Nations listened
Where he walked
Humanity followed



A tiny speck
who refused to be blown
in him
was a
spark
which ignited
a million hearts



He was a man
who lived the truth
loved the enemy
cared for the friend



He was a man
with a principle or two
Truth was one
Violence was NOT the other



He was just a man
who saw MAHATMA
in
every other man

My tribute to the father of my Nation on his Birthday. I’m in the middle of his Autobiography, “Gandhi – My Experiments with Truth”, if you haven’t read this then please do so. This is not your average run-of-the-mill boring autobiography (Although this is my first).

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What do you do

What do you do

when

you have nothing to do



What will you speak

when

you have nothing to say



What will you think

when

you are afraid of your thoughts



When will you act

before

you change your mind



What will you believe

when

you want to change the world



How will you answer

when

you ask yourself – Can I change?



The answer..

think if you will

feel if you can

But

Just end IT

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Let go a little

We love it

We fear it

White and black

are two sides of it



Pain is caused

when there is a lack

Happiness is not gained

when there is plenty



Hold it too tight

slips out, one day

Throw it away

may never come back



Respect it

to become worthy

worship it

to become its slave

Give it away

to became a Saviour

But don’t just hold on to it

for dear life



Why do you care

when

so much to spare

Make a day

where

you give  a little

away

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Well Jingle decided to honor my flimsy attempts at poetry and gave me an award. Now I’m a poet, and not a bad one at that. Thanks fellow friends, bloggers, poets and Jingle.

You guys made my day…everyday

I would like to nominate Kavita for week 27. She is one of the best poets I have ever known.

A day Lost. A Night gained

Morning starts with sun raising

I start with anger raising

Heart has won

Reason is none

Mind is gone

Why?



Today is lost

This is my thought

Make the worst of the day

All went well

Pain to dwell

In me & In her

I haven’t said it yet



She punished herself

Now I punish her

Knowing I punish myself

This was supposed to be the worst day

On her best day



Then came an angel

To show me

to Myself



Enough of Me

Now I become Myself

Enough of the insanity

To heal

To walk towards joy

As confusing as I sound now

I was then



But with a Kiss

and three words I made her Day

Happy Birthday Mom!

Forgive me for not being myself.

The first poem

I wrote my first poem about a crush I had in college. That surprised and shocked me at the same time. c’mon me poetry! But it was something. Subsequently, I lost the motivation. I couldn’t imagine myself as a poet.

Easy to rhyme than to write

After reviving my blog, I came up with the 30 minutes a day plan. But it was difficult to just cut large posts into 30 minute writing slots and some work days ended really late.

On one such night, reluctant to give up, I decided to write a poem in 30 minutes – To Rhyme Or Not to Rhyme

Surprisingly it came out better than I thought, I tried several times after that and response from you guys was great. But more importantly I found it easier to write a poem

and then Jingle found me and the rest is history…

I was also honored by a few more awards from writers/bloggers that I admire. (Sorry for the delay guys, I’m not good at this awards thing. Lisa, sorry i missed yours)

Here they are in no particular order

Thank You Ollin! I hope to start a similar project some day – All the best for your novel.

Thank You Hoiden. You are a wonderful poet!!

Thank You Jingle for this. You are plain awesome 🙂

This one is from Amanda. A dear friend and one of the first poets to believe in me (thanks for subscribing my posts). Check out her poems and fun food recipes.

Now I’m not good at following rules. So I leave this here with an implicit message – You are all wonderful. Every comment in this blog is a treasure I cherish. THANK YOU!

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