Saumya

Saumya Dec 2017

'Man' is the creature of circumstancial hormones, he knows things, but does just what his mere hormones allow!

Saumya Dec 2017

There are times, when the only thing you can do, is work, work hard , and keep working harder till you achieve the goal you've had, buy what if the no. Of attempts you get, isn't enough as the degree of hope you possess?
The incessant work, the toil, that dedication, all kinda wells up our eyes, but the pain inside is too deep for those tears even to ease!

Theres a thing, called 'misfortune' that comes into light, then.When a person is unfortunate, at a phase of time, no matter what he or she does, with whatever degree of dedication, the fate rejects all the honesty, and what we exactly get is what we never wished and deserved then.But as the saying goes, 'time rules everything'.'Nobody ever reaped the good harvest before time didn't nod, and I feel nobody ever will.

'Uncertainity' rules life! We can work dedicatedly, be honest with everything and be sincere, yet the chapter called 'Uncertainity' governs life, the people, us, and everything associated with everyone. What we actually wish and expect, isn't what we get, when we actually want, and what we getvis often given at a time, when we are least in need of it.Sadly, that's life.A life, which is indeed so wierdly uncertain!

A deep thought and experience.

Saumya Dec 2017

Amidst Mightnight Breeze

Amidst midnight breeze,
I wander, I wonder
Life's streets.

Amidst midnight breeze,
I miss, I wish,
A presence.. Bittersweet.

Amidst midnight breeze,
I see, I feel
the birds...Sleep.

Amidst midnight breeze,
I feels the love,
So painfully sweet.

Amidst midnight breeze,
The fog tickles,
Teases me deep.

Amidst midnight breeze,
I feel a silence,
So calm, so deep.

Amidst Mightnight breeze,
I feel the stars,
Wish luck to seas.

Amidst midnight breeze,
I see, I feel
The earth prepares it
For the morning feast.

Just a thought :)
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-Saumya

Saumya Nov 2017

..She..

She,
Who's perceives,
Your deepest mystery.

She,
Who adores nature,
Just more, more than me.

She,
Who's a fresh air,
That can so well heal.

She,
Who listens,
But will never judge you
To be silly.

She,
Who can smile,
In her greatest miseries.

She,
Who loves,
And sees all as a good being.

She
Who's sans, sans a family,
But blessed and pampered
By her pets daily,

She,
Who'll prove,
'Age is just a number,
In intimacy.'

She,
Who's heart, is so,so lively
A heart, that Pours love pious, incessantly.

She,
Who dwells in a heaven on earth,
Nests in her alluring heavenly hearth,
Amidst the birds, plants and beasts.
And is so, so fond of nature's mirth

She,
Who's fond of nature and tree.

She,
Who so loves writing poetry.
And Is a pro,
At this proficient artistry

She,
Who'll spread happiness,
Wherever she'll be.

Is my sweet,
sweet aunt-friend
My dear aunt and friend
Called 'Margie'!

Margie is a friend of mine, I met on Niume.

This is a poem, I wrote for her.
Lemme know how's it.
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Saumya Nov 2017

Only If You Knew

Now, that you're gone,
And left me in dew,
I wish there were things,
You better knew...

The peace
The silence
Will always be due,
The peace,
The silence
That were then so true.

Your talks, my laughs
Your persevering view,
Made me smile,
With nods for you
Like it was just, just you!

The fights, the frown,
Were then still still cute,
Maybe because,
It was with you!

You left, Not asked,
With a lame excuse,
An excuse ,I know
That was just so not true.

I wish you stayed,
could perceive the truth,
That there was somebody,
Who loved, loved you.

There's still a voice,
That connects me with you,
That makes me smile, shed tears for you
and often makes me miss you,

But now you're gone,
I don't have you,
I wish my love,
You could see the truth.

But then it's late,
To be in the dew,
And I hope,
That was all
...Only If you knew.

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Saumya Nov 2017

To Somebody Who Will Never Know..

I dreamt of a moon,
While they wished for stars
You meant much more,
More than a star.

The breeze that blew then,
Healed all my scars,
But who knew then,
It was but a start.

Days went by,
We came so far,
But the space between
Turned into a space
Ever unreachable this far.

You were a moon then,
You're a moon now,
With a mere difference,
That you were my planets moon then
But  opted some other planet
To revolve around now.

I remember the days,
That made us laugh,
I remember the days,
That no more  last.

Now that you're other's moon,
I cry, I smile, and pray you bloom,
Pray in the hope I  see you soon.
But somewhere this piece of the abodoned heart,
Misses the part...My empty heart.

To love a moon,
Is a great, great thing
The memories still leave me smiling,
When then it makes me
Realize the scars,
That sure can't be healed any far.

The night so dark,
Stiched in glimmering stars,
Often makes me wonder far,
Wonder if you see me from the stars.

When I look deep into the pearly sky,
I feel them blink, and ask me why
Why Oh girl, we see you cry?
I smile, I smile, with a tear filled eye,
Tell them of a moon, who was so, so fine.

They glimmer, glimmer in pure delight
But end up in pain and helpless sigh,
Knowing the moon now,
Can never me nine.

The midnight breeze,
Caressess my cheeks,
Smiles thoughtfully,
Kissing my cheeks.

I close my eyes,
I disdain and grief,
And compel myself
To let them sleep.
And while my eyes
Shed a tear in grief,
It dries it off,
And sings me to sleep.
With its serene, serene lullaby.

Just a pondering :)

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Saumya Nov 2017

Alphabetical (ABCD....WXYZ) Poem on 'Nature & The Sky Above'

Although the skies appear blue,
Blueish white, with cottony hue.
Coloured orange, with fainted red
Dazzles bright at each sunset.

Evening sky, intensely blue,
Fainted is the sunset hue.
Glowworms dance, adorn the hue
Happiness spreads in the world anew
Into this landscapic purplish blue.

Juggling, days
Klucking nights
Lying stunned in this hue so right
Man, the creature, so curiously few.
No matter it's a day or two,
some hues amaze like a landscapic view!

Orange red, with deep yellow in blue,
Pearly stars, adorn the view.
Quilty cold, in the days with dew
Rosemary looks majestically new!

Sun, the ball of fire for few
Teaches, turns a page each new,
Unknown, interesting, perceivable to few
Vanity is so pale, to take,
Wander, wither, breath well each day.

Xmas may not come each day,
Yawn, smile, admire all days, as uncertain are night somedays
Z**enith meets only the braves, let zephyrs cuddle, embrace your zealousy face.

ABC Poem/Alphabetical poem:

ABC poetry is a short form of poetry. It is normally written to show feeling. It contains five to six lines in each stanza. You may begin your poem with any letter of the alphabet.
The next three lines must follow sequence. So if you start with the letter "G" the next line must start with the letter "H". The last line can begin with any letter of the alphabet.
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Example :

Remembrance

Sleepless, fitful nights, (first four lines follow the order of the alphabet)
Thoughts of you adhere.
Untouchable, love abounds.
Visions haunt me;
Memories sustain me. (last line begins with any letter)
- Anonymous.
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