I'm tired of staring out the window,
Waiting for something to change between us,
Knowing that you're on your way to work,
While I am stuck riding the dark school bus.

I know you aren't thinking of me,
You've been busy since winter came around,
There's no room inside of your head,
For feelings you buried in the ground.

I hope you can look into your heart,
Past my immaturity,
And find that you made a big mistake,
Realize you're still in love with me.

Never underestimate the power
Contained in the words "I miss you"
Because if I try hard enough,
I can make you see that you miss me too.

I watch shapes fly by through the glass,
Reminding me that I was left behind,
I'm on my way to school, and today
Could be the day you change your mind.

I simply cant find the issue,
Iv'e tried and tried, but
I can't even try to try...
This fight won't make me cry,
but maybe that's because I can't focus on it like that fly.

it is when
I didn't try
that I failed,

for in trying
is emerald
richness,

a rich coat
of lavish
paint on

life canvas,
those who
dragged

themselves
out of iron
habit and

made the run,
breathing each
step as a drop,

and in keen
awareness
gently match

the heart's
beat to earth's
vigour, to feel

blood throbbing
within, to find
oneself is enough,

to try is to be
one with the
invincible gods...

I tried to forget you, a many times
    But each time, I was merged with your memories,
I tried to go beyond your sight,
     But I found myself, surrounded by your memories.
The more I tried to go far from you,
    The more, I was going far from my own soul!
Why can't I forget you,
     Why can't I erase my past?
What bonding is this--
     That never let me to doubt on my trust?
I tried to deny, your 'gift of tears',
     But my feelings didn't let me to--
And when, I tried to forget you,
     My promises never let me to...
            __ Sougat Dasgupta.

I’m gonna have to be careful with you
Because you live so far, you make me wanna be there too.
And every poem or message i read
Just makes me more intrigued.
And though a relationship would be hard
And we both have scars.
I’m all too willing to try,
All too willing to fight.
I’m sorry it took me forever to read your poem
It didn’t show up on my home and
I know that fear
It’s scary that I’m putting myself semi-out there.
And you’re not just another person to talk to,
I have a fastly growing interest in you.
And not just an interest, but feelings too.

You act like everything's okay,
So I shall treat you that way,
Until the day you decide,
That you don't want to stay away.

It's alright for things to be this way,
You're not ready yet
I won't try to make you sway.


Even if I want to -
I can't make you stay.

it's sad
how when you talk to someone
for the first time
and then after you realize
you see them in the hallways
everyday
or they're walking past your door
looking grey
smiling at you as you pass
as they carry their tray
keeping their head down in the back of class
trying to keep their feelings at bay

We tend to ignore things that we can't see
but I think what it come down to
is that we can see
we just choose not to.

“Oh, you’re baking a cake?
I can help with that!”
I say as I accidentally leave the cake in the oven too long and burn it.

“Oh, you’re painting a banner?
I can help with that!”
I say as I accidentally knock over a can of paint and make a mess.

“Oh, you’re moving some stuff?
I can help with that!”
I say as I accidentally drop a box of fragile things and break them.

“Oh, you’re struggling with something?
I can help with that!”
I say as I accidentally say the wrong things and make you feel worse.

“Oh, you’re struggling with something again…?
I would help with that, but…”
I say as I try my best to help anyway.

Maybe I can’t always help, but I can always try.