There are times, when you want to cut-off from the world.
And there are times, when no one's around you to hold.

There are times, when you've a lot to say but words fall short.
And there are times, when you've nothing at all but you still have to talk.

There are times, when you're strong enough but too scared to fight.
And there are times, when you're weak but you do what's right.

There are times, when you feel like crying but tears don't fall off your eyes,
And there are times, when you're happy but can't laugh as a friend next to you cries.

There are times, when you don't want to reveal the secrets buried in your heart,
And there are times, when you want to share but nobody's close enough to be a part.

All I want to say is, I could have lived through all those times,
If you had just said, "I'm with you sweetheart, so everything's gonna be fine".

Let your heart drown in tears
To cleanse away the wound
From it shall spring eternal fountain
Of inspirations, to open your heart
To Love, Hope, and inspiration
Muses will come to drink from it
And poetry shall flow through you
Every particle of you enamored
By the sweet water, flows eternally
Replenish the soul and turn the tide
To delve deeper in to self-belief
And, embrace knowledge to fight a stormy world
Poetry is the panacea for a recuperating soul
For there is the eternal fountain to drink from*



















© Amitav (Radiance)

Life is always WHAT IF
life should be WHY NOT
if you try and don't like, at
least you'll have no regrets
in life, and ask your self later WHAT IF Instead of **WHY NOT.

I want my wife
to be a lumber jack,
so she could climb my
tree, but I heard her say
timber, and now I only have
a stump where it was a least seven, now its no where to be seen...

Do I take a look deep in to my
soul, do I swim the waters that
shimmer, with each movement
I see ripples of my life unfold.

Will I dive in to the depths
how far would I go, or stay at
the edge, glancing at how
my life was and is to unfold.

I dive in feeling the waters light
wash over me, as I delve deeper
the shadows I see, as in every soul
there is light but also darkness in
thee.

I go deeper seeing the moments
that have effected me, moments
of hope that shimmer on the wall,
but scars from the errors in my life
and what has happened from me,
darkened scars not yet healed.

I wish to go further, but the soul,
pushes back, as if not wanting to see
what is beyond me, it the life before
the one that I'm in, always a locked
door maybe many before that are locked
as they should not be seen in.

My soul I have seen in, swam in deep,
would I tell others to delve in deep,
maybe but I warn you there are things
buried deep you may not want to see.