You are a star
shining at your best
in the vastness of the sky
among beautiful moon and sun
And I am a moth
Happy even with the lights of an electric bulb
How I wish
I could sit next to you and your brightness
But,
I know
that dream is too big
and I am doomed with this artificial light
I see you
from here on earth
amid the dust and dirt
your dreamly image in the sky
You light of the sky
Filling the darkness
with a twinkling lights
and making me in awe every night
I console my heart
at least
I could see you from a distance
and be happy on my own little world
I console my heart
Some dreams are
too beautiful
to become a reality
Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 8:50 AM UTC
The first day of school
In those alien looking environment
And terrifying classroom and teachers
Friends were the ones who made me comfortable
In between those four walls called "classroom"
Along with my friends, I found paradise
May it be Playing hide & seek or eating tiffin together
I found a family like feeling in those 6 words called "FRIEND"
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 3:21 PM UTC
Monsoon is beautiful. Rainstorm, thunder, lighting, all of it going at once.
You also have a lot of things going on in your mind.
People love monsoon. Why won't they love you?
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 2:52 PM UTC
I don't know what I feel
Do I really need to feel anyway?
But wait
Feeling nothing isn't a feeling in itself?
I surely do not
Cry in agony
Weep in despair
Or yell like a banshee
But, somedays and sometimes I
Feel the emptiness
Feel like asking to almost everything in life a "why?"
Feel like- I don't know what I feel like
Jul 8, 2018
Jul 8, 2018 at 1:21 PM UTC
I am just another person of an unknown crowd
And I don’t believe that
I am meant for something greater than me
Fear and guilt, rules me
NOT
Courage
I am the victim of my circumstances
I don’t agree that
I am the master of my destiny
I am here just to survive
I definitely do not believe that
I am the creator of change and beginning of a new revolution
Now, reverse the poem
Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 12:07 PM UTC
Why do I write?
Maybe because
I find my reflection in those words of my poetry
Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 1:02 PM UTC
I won't say I love you
For love cannot describe the intensity of emotions that I feel for you
For love cannot describe the level of problems that I can deal for you
I won't say Happy Valentine's day
Because mine connection with you is not limited to some occasion
Because I want you to be my soul partner in this life and all the lives thereafter
But I can say from deepest of my heart that
I will be there when all are gone
When there is only inferno and hope none
When everything else is desolated and there is no hope of dawn
I can promise you that
When you will have the sleepless nights I will be there to hold your hands
I will walk alongside with you in any of the desolated lands
I will be your voice in the utter silent nights
Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 4:17 AM UTC
Mom, do you remember
When dad used to get angry on me
I used to hide beside you
And you used to absorb all his anger by yourself
Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 4:15 AM UTC
The white paper is staring at me.
And I am staring blankly out of the window
Pen is yearning for the grip of my fingers
And my soul is waiting to write
Emotions are waiting to be deciphered into words
Heart is ready to think
The mind is ready to feel what the heart has to say and
I am ready to feel astounded about what I will write from deep down of me
All I need is to 'start'
Start writing
Start to make those 26 alphabets come alive to life
Start to let out what has been buried inside of me
Start to tell a new tale of my same old soul
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 6:10 AM UTC
I wonder what would happen if I die
Of course, my family would weep at my final goodbye
But would you reminisce our memories and just cry?
I think I would be lost like a candle during the noon
Like a little star between miriads of twinkling stars and moon
And just like a drop of water in the huge ocean
Just like a grown up man forgets his childish smile
And like the birthdates of our loved ones after some years while
I would be forgotten from your momories just like that
But there is a ray of hope that you would miss me
Like the desert misses the rain
Like a lost traveller misses his home
Like a child during his sleepless nights misses his beloved mom
But hey, one thing is sure that
I would miss you even in this life
And I would miss you if there is life beyond my demise
Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 10:53 PM UTC