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 Nov 2014 Ekuu
Babu kandula
When
Someone asks
Me
Who are you?

This guy
With some
Mass
Having
Senses

Called as
Human

Is that me?

May be
Not

I am something
Which I cannot

Interprete

I know what
I am

But, really
I cannot
Feel
What I am?

I am filled
With me

But, I am
Empty
Within me

This emptiness
Came because of
My lack of
Knowing
What really
I am? ...
Some say it's
Kind of deviation

But, I really
Want to know
What I am???
 Nov 2014 Ekuu
GitacharYa VedaLa
Smiling your way through
And keeping guts
Is the best generic medicine
To many obstacles
A Swamy Downey quote
 Nov 2014 Ekuu
vamsi sai mohan
A deep distant voice he heard;
she whispered something that is more than a scream..and less than nothing...
rewinding the remnant delight....
.
My love for all is generic,
For you, is specific.
..
~

hundreds of thousands of words,
we told through our whole life

tens of thousands of sentences,
you wrote in your novel

thousands of dreams,
we dreamed through our passing dark nights

millions of images,
we left in our moving past times

but my friend
at the end,
I carry

only a few images of withered petals
except all those nightmares
yet I can feel a few dreams of yours, repeatedly

even I can recall a few words of yours
that grew the motion of life
maybe you can feel a few words of mine

As  the words that can make a wonderful  lyric
"I love you, that holds an eternal truth"
yet that shining as a crystal of diamond
..
~
@Musfiq us shaleheen
words those make a lyric of love
 Nov 2014 Ekuu
Babu kandula
Long ago

Before money

We used to
Trade with
Goods

Something like
A clay *** for
A bag of rice

After the existence
Of money

Every transaction
Linked directly or
Indirectly with
Money

You know what
We ourselves
Created money

from King to
An ordinary
Person

It rules everyone

Values
Worth
Status

Comes with
Money

What if one day
Money dies

I too had no idea

But, barriers will
Be

Broken

And life

Will start
To adapt
To a new Era
This thought

May be what many

Of us had

Deep rooted

Actually from comments
I had come to
A conclusion
The greed of man
Has to die instead of
Money
UP
                                                              ­   when                                                             ­      is

         life                                                    out

    ­       hits                                   way

                                                rock        ­            only                                      
     
     bottom
 Nov 2014 Ekuu
GitacharYa VedaLa
Money cannot buy
Everything. But without it
You can't get y'r food
A Swamy Downey quote
 Nov 2014 Ekuu
Dev A
I'm not the type of girl
Who flirts to get out of things
Who fawns all over you.
I'm not the girl
To get dressed up
And put on a mask of makeup.
I'm not the one
Who wears her heart on her sleeve
Or pours her emotions out for all to see.
I'm not the girly girl
Into the latest fashion
Or the new trends.
I'm not the one
To get all pretty just for you.

I'm the girl
Who plays tough.
Dirt and grime never bothered me.
I'm the one
To play with the guys
In sports and games.
I'll beat you in your favorite video game
As we eat the fattiest foods.
I'm the tomboy
Who loves to just be comfortable.
I bottle up my emotions
Hiding from them behind a wall.
My exterior is just a facade
Of strength and toughness
Held up by sheer will.

I'm not going to change.
I love me for me
But I hope that you can see
Past the mask that covers my interior.
The passion that hides behind the fence
Waiting to be found.
The romantic who needs a push,
A sign to know it's real.
A nudge in the right direction
Is all you need to give.

Showing me you care
And telling me are two different things.
I'm not the girl who reads up on relationships
Trying to decipher the meaning
Behind every word,
Every movement,
Every little thing.
Instead, I'm the one to take it at face value.
Don't play games with me
Just make it clear as day.
Are you here to stay?
Or are you here to play?

If you're here to stay
Then just let me know.
I can't stand these mixed signals
Hovering between just friends
And something more.
If you're here to play
Then I need to know.
I don't like these games
Of cat and mouse.
I can't stand the doubt
Which plagues my mind.

To me you're more than just a friend.
We've been dancing for 6 months
Between the two stages.
Each time I think I know what's going on
Something you do turns me around.
This dance is getting old
And I'm getting scared.
The more time we spend together
The more attached I grow.
But I'm afraid that I have no right to you,
Because you seem to keep changing your mind.

I'm not a girly girl
I'm not the one to open up easily.
But you're growing on me
And I feel a desire to tell you everything.
But I'm afraid that you'll leave,
Just like everyone else had.
I've been through too much
To wear my heart on my sleeve.
I've grown tough even as I hide.
My emotions squeezed and confined
Want to burst forth when you're around.
I don't know how to tell you this
Maybe I should let you read instead
All my words and poems.
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