If you're tired of carrying such weight,
that droops your shoulders and skews your gait
That you feel numb from the pain of the past,
and every new problem leaves you aghast
If you think you're one of the condemned and shady,
because your troubles come and never leave,
listen to the story about this young lady,
and then thank me for what you shall receive
She comes from I know not where,
and she goes I know not when,
spell her name, I know not how,
and speak to her, I know not what
Be not deceived thou yet my friend,
for she does not hide what others conceal,
she lives her life like an open book,
and every page has something to reveal
But what makes her unique and what makes her rare,
is how she oscillates between fun and care,
she looks at black and white in the same color - red
and that, I guess, is enough said
You may think she is born of privilege,
but let me tell you that is not true,
she gets her share of joy and pain,
trust me, she's just like you
And just like you she's afraid of insects,
and ghosts and ghouls and all that stuff,
but unlike you she doesn't run away from fear,
and unlike you she's pretty tough
So next time you feel like it's too much to bear,
and you feel engulfed in fires,
just read this poem and once again,
think about the girl who inspires!
May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 10:46 AM UTC
When you feel so low
that you can't read time
and you feel so sad
that you think everyone's blind
No one sees your plight
the world's no longer bright
you got only one place to hide
and that's your fallen pride
You can't win this fight!
You can't win this fight!
When it's You vs You!
When it's You vs You!
What does he think?
What does she think?
What does the world want to know?
How do I say?
What's the best way to convey?
That everything's fine and all is well
You can't win this fight!
You can't win this fight!
When it's You vs You!
When it's You vs You!
But you know what
there's no need to fight
there's no need to hide
there's no need to think
there's no need to blink
when you make your decisions
don't think of precision
when you're left all alone
when you're all on your own
two words will keep you afloat
two words will keep you on board
Wait and Hope!
Wait and Hope!
Wait and Hope!
Wait
and
Hope!
Jan 25, 2013
Jan 25, 2013 at 10:17 AM UTC
There’s a shiny tree, in a shiny island, upon the shiny sea,
That looks upon the horizon with smiling leaves,
Creatures dwell there strange and weird,
Some with a moustache and some with a beard!
Some with green eyes, some with lots of lice,
Some foolish and some smart,
But two of them, pure of heart!
One is a butterfly with wings so bright,
yellow at day and blue at night,
she does not fly, just dances and skates,
coz her wings can’t hold so much weight!
She loves to eat and talk and laugh,
and care about her friends on her own behalf!
The other is a Grasshopper, that hops and hops,
every single day, till his heart nearly pops,
he is wise and strong, with a solid frame,
he knows it all, he knows all the same,
that everything has a end, and most of it is just a game
Both these creatures are really good friends,
Sometimes they eat on the butterfly’s demand,
And sometimes they hop on the hopper’s command
But never they fight and never abscond,
If one is in trouble, the other appears,
To help and to fill their hearts with cheers
The butterfly trips, when she loses fear and knows no bounds,
And turns into a bird, free and singing with lovely sounds,
But her brains reduce to mere a lump of clay,
And hopper has to guard her, lest she flies away
And the hopper, is not without a weakness, just like our princess,
He loses control over his heart and mind, sometimes obsessed and sometimes possessed!
The butterfly tells him to take it easy and not get so dizzy,
Hopping is not a business, it is just a silly recess!
The story has just begun and this is a prelude,
Wait and see what happens of the butterfly chick and the grasshopper dude!
Jun 1, 2012
Jun 1, 2012 at 1:07 PM UTC
Sibylline is my palimpsest,
Immured in prosody,
I am a lascivious raconteur,
Bedizened with fecundity.
Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 12:33 PM UTC
I look around while moving around,
in this city where I live,
all the things that I have found,
are all about taking and nothing to give.
The seven sins are the daily norm,
and the one and only path,
namely lust, pride, gluttony, greed,
envy, sloth and wrath.
Kids are no longer innocent,
they’re growing up too fast,
teenage is no longer adolescence,
its like a ship without a mast.
They’re having fun, that’s what they say,
living their lives before they die,
who cares if you’re lesbian or gay,
its all about getting on a high.
To drink or smoke or snort or shoot,
are things that if you’ve never tried,
well, then baby, you’re no less than a mute,
or an impotent ***** of a guy.
With flimsy thoughts, lascivious ambitions,
rebellious and free are they,
fight, **** drink, put your life on the brink,
gets you closer to heaven than when you pray.
Too big a deal, they think I make,
of these things are so **** real,
and I say to them, my wretched friends,
you have lost your power to feel.
Oct 25, 2011
Oct 25, 2011 at 1:57 PM UTC
You walk on water,
When you wake up on a good morning,
You walk on snow,
When you make a new friend,
You walk on honey,
When someone praises you,
You walk in the air,
When your heart is taken away,
You tread on fire,
When you slake your desires,
You run on the mouth of a volcano,
When you are angry,
And you walk on the earth,
When you feel like a mortal
Why the hell do we need shoes?
We already have magic feet,
We just need to choose,
When to be cool and when to face the heat.
Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 11:54 AM UTC
Buddy buddy hear me my friend,
what I have to say, what I have to send,
a ray of sunlight packed in a bag of clouds,
and a drop of rain, before it falls down
You see these gifts are so small and so few,
but you will mix them holding in front of you,
when the sun and water’s children shall meet,
will grow a rainbow in your hand so sweet
I hope this will make you remember me,
in good times we will together be,
for never shall I be apart,
I say this truly with all my heart.
Oct 7, 2011
Oct 7, 2011 at 1:03 PM UTC
Once upon a sunlight, there was a kid,
He played in sun but lived in shade,
In silence, his art and heart were hid,
But all he loved were the few friends he made.
He liked to draw and color and build,
Things of fantasy and lore, of a world beyond
His friends would love him and the things he did,
But he never got out of his dreamy pond
Some would say, you should not be here,
There is a place for you in wonderland,
Where you can play and grow in peace without fear,
But he was slipping away like the desert sand
A spirit then came into his life of dream,
Dream within a dream, oh it was so clear,
The spirit shone a light of holy gleam,
And he felt a power, drawing him near
Energy trickled down his spine,
A shock of ecstasy, a jolting heartbeat,
He could feel the presence of something divine,
And transform he did from head to feet
He raised his hand into the air,
The air burned from the electric storm,
His purpose, now clear, his mind, without fear,
Behold, a Superhero is born.
Sep 10, 2011
Sep 10, 2011 at 2:35 PM UTC
“deep” is what you say, when you can’t explain your sorrow
“weep” is what you’ll do, when you are alone tomorrow
“burn” will your heart, when you hide your tears
“screams” are released, when you face your fears
“pain” is what you feel, when you fight your weakness
… umm … its a poem about being positive, by me of course. :-)
May 23, 2011
May 23, 2011 at 8:21 AM UTC
Please go the kitchen
Take a knife
Not too sharp, not too large
The one that shines the most
In your right hand
Grip it softly
A thumb on the blunt side
Keep your left hand in front
Palms facing upwards
See that nobody’s looking
Remember your mother
Remember your mother
Just once remember
How she used to see
How you used to see
You’ll do it yourself now
Hold your breath
A hard swing wont work
It won’t cut, it’ll smash
The red spill on the floor won’t matter
Trust me, it won’t matter
Once you’re done, you’ll be at peace
Yeah, you’ll heave a sigh of relief
Now DO IT!
DO IT NOW!!
CUT THAT TOMATO!
You’re gonna make me some Pasta!! :-)
Mar 1, 2011
Mar 1, 2011 at 8:30 AM UTC