Category Archives: Bumped Poetic Instinct

Random trials to write a flowing thought in a form different from prose; perhaps, trying to pen down poems.

Just Imagine

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How he feels when he does not know if that place invites him or shuts the door

How they feel for that place may make their dream or leave nightmares

How he feels to be tied to that place from where he can’t get away

How she feels for she can’t decide if that is her place

How he feels to go one last time to a place that he may never visit again

And just a while back all of them dreamed big at that place

Part of life swung between extremes of delight and pity

Just imagine getting stuck at pitiable end

Life moves on, memories remain, Just imagine their life ahead

Precious moments

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In those moments of truth, liar would make a better friend than trustworthy

In those moments of stress, solitude makes a better partner than a partner

In those moments of annoyance, enemy becomes a friend and vice versa

In those moments of trouble, death seems easier than deriving a solution

 

In all those moments I see, my mouth keeps shut and my eyes tend to talk

In all those moments I see, my worst half dominates my better half

I wish men could do more and men could do better…

Hope and Success

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With head orbiting nose, swallowing vacuum in the throat,

Hands took the job of legs, and knees took a  hit,

Plunging down into deep darks of my heart,

Resisting the fall and struggling to stand,

I questioned God, Why is it always me?

With eyes closing and turning inwards, searching for solace,

And hands helping me keep my heart in its place,

I thought, Perhaps there is a better tomorrow!

My being stood up, head still down to clear tears from within,

Feet felt heavier forever, and a chill crawled up my spine,

First step I made was tough and demanding,

Yet that was what I needed to meet hope,

It felt centuries of wisdom could not clear my agony,

But the first step I made, made hope reach for me.

With a quiver in my voice, slowly cleared by hope,

My second step was easier, and no wonder,

Unbreakable partner of hope, success, took me into her lap.

I had to say to her the pains I’ve endured in loss, before which she spoke ,

“I have always been with you my son. You just needed to find hope to see me”

Being God

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I stand here and watch them play,

They are all creations of my emotions,

I stand there and watch them cry,

I think I could have done better with my creation,

I stand above and oversee issues and conflicts,

I think I am being the unwanted big brother,

I stay low and carry all pains and troubles,

I think I am doing justice to who I am,

I created, I am the creator, I surround my creation

But I am no exception to myself and I question,

I am God, but who is God to God,

Who would watch me play,

Who would see my cry,

Who would solve my issues,

Who would carry me through troubles,

I am God, But who is God to God.

How am I born, and who is my creator,

My beautiful creation seems so complete,

What do I do by surrounding its beauty,

My charm finds a better place in humanity,

I am God, and whoever is God to God, I am better being Human.

Fenced

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Desires… so magical they are,

fulfilled or unfulfilled, they give life to life.

amazing to realise, that they are all within…

and how comical, they seem to seek things from outside.

my self questioned them, where their eyes are,

their response was a question, what eyes were.

not knowing if and where wishes were searching,

my heart pumped up in anxiety, seeking a change.

wishes were realized, and the heart felt warmth,

more of them were showered, only to make the heart go cold.

and so magical they were,

they fenced my mind and dodged my heart.

as I realise, I am a slave to the spell of wishes,

a deep conscious ignited the spirit of freedom.

How I wish I could be a free being,

but so magical the wishes are…

they fenced my mind and dodged my heart.