#amubapoetry
I had a dream
I ran and ran
And ran and ran
I saw something
Far away like a sparkle
Flickering its light
Alone in the darkness
Telling me to come closer
My eyes opened!!!
I thought I saw you
I was wrong
Coz' I woke up next...
Apr 27, 2022
Apr 27, 2022 at 12:26 PM UTC
First line talks about you
Second line keep asking why
Third line blames the world
Forth consoles and told me to hold on...
Apr 29, 2020
Apr 29, 2020 at 11:31 AM UTC
Mirrors on wall
Reflects
The last layer of skin
Sheds
Falls under the feet
Crumbles
Crackling noise finally
Sings
The raw and naked
Reveals
The moment created
Imprints
The soft and vulnerable core
Blossoms
Wooden palette and the hand
Cigarette and the long fingers
Black velvet, smoke and the lips
Ring and the nose, flamboyance and the body
Paints
...
Just one color dipped deep
...
Inside the empty canvas
...
Words spoken and the red lips-
"Yellow is the color, the true one"
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 6:56 AM UTC
I see it
I see it all
I see it all grey
I see it all grey colored
I see it all grey colored world
Only through these eyes are they grey
All the colors of the world turned one
These eyes only see the deficient
These eyes turned them grey
These eyes turned them
The eyes of lack
I see it all
Grey
Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 9:15 AM UTC
Twisting my wrist
Tangling the string
These things that I make
Will you take one glance?
Every movement
Every second of me
Every sweat and pain
Every breath and stray lane
And these things that I made
Will you take one glance?
Desperation and frustration
Raw view and vision
Before me
I’m never free
Hey, anxiety
Hey, worry
Drinking this pain
Wishing the best
Twisting my wrist
Tangling the string
These things that I make
Will you for once take a glance?
Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 6:55 AM UTC
What is truly mine?
Thoughts and emotions,
Feelings and physical self
In this physical world
All comprising and surrounding my life
A sense I seldom overlook
But deep down the tunnel when I look carefully
A sense of my life overwhelms me.
Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 6:16 AM UTC
My feet on the ground, the ground moves
The ground, the world, the universe
You lead me, you guide me
My path, you choose, you decide
Unfulfilled and puzzled, reason unsolved.
Today my foot got stuck in the mud
I removed my foot
Missing puzzle piece solved
My decision, my choice, my guidance, my path
My feet on the ground now my feet move.
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 6:06 AM UTC
Times when the spirit goes down
Times when both the hands are not enough
Times when hearing something good is the only craving
This is the only time when the only most needed person is me
For my own validation
For my own inspiration
Empathizing my own emotions
Leaning on my own shoulders
Wiping my own tears
Accepting my own fears
Sensing my own sensitivity
Soothing myself with soft words
Remembering that bad times are temporary
And in this temporary time that I have
Carried on and hung on with myself
That I stood by myself in need
That I understood myself and my needs
That I build this trust with myself
That I know now in times when the spirit goes down
I have me always to carry on with myself.
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 10:54 AM UTC
This is a feeling from inside
Irrational as its nature
Strictly pure and untouched
I hereby face the truth
Unclear, vague, foggy vision
Surrounds the mind
Clutch my nerves, motionless
The truth it is the reason
This time attention I will give
I will face and I will look
Straight without judgment
As it is the truth I face
Things I do
Stupid and spontaneous
These reactions, these behaviors
They are very real as you, the truth
The comfort I seek
Through these eyes of discomfort
The thirst of equilibrium
I found, and I am sure I will find it again
As I faced the truth
The truth the very reason
As I looked into the truth’s eyes
The truth always reveals the reality
Oct 31, 2019
Oct 31, 2019 at 1:07 PM UTC
The tip of your nails on my skin
Slowly grazing back and forth;
The little dances of your hair
Above my face with each breath in and out;
A dreamlike vision,
A charming creation.
Your scent and your aroma all over
Lingering behind each meeting;
Whenever you close your eyes
Lies miles of beauty only observer tastes
And when I pull you next to me
Is when I realized it’s actually a reality.
Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 10:12 AM UTC
The lies of nature
The nature of the beings
The unruly flow
The flow of the beings
The easily given words
The words of the beings
The meanings behind intentions
The intentions of the beings
The beings with beings
The real value and contradictions
The day of realization
The realizations of the beings
The like and unliked fits
The fittings of the beings
The only important of all
The trust of beings
The only trust that ever needed
The beings’ own trust in his being
Oct 19, 2019
Oct 19, 2019 at 4:26 PM UTC
The state of smoothness and rhythmic flow
The vibe of calmness and dimly glow
The sight of pleasantness and majestic show
The terrifying sound and unfinished piece
Is what it is, the feeling, the unsatisfaction
Even in poetry without no understanding of rhyme and flow
Is when I realized
It is life and how it is
That I will never be fully understood
That I have to live, me and my own mood
Trying to make some senses
From my own little lenses
Where I try to create paradise
Making the unfinished terrifying piece
A melodic heavenly harmony
Soothing to my only ear for my own understanding
That I live this life without any compromises.
Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 6:34 AM UTC
The sunset and the last light
The flower and the last bloom
A man and his last fight
To withering and doom
A compass without a needle
A fish without taste to swim
Iron weak and feeble
A man without a dream
Falling down the gutter
Dark and meaningless
Where everything seems to wither
Lives the man soulless
Oct 9, 2019
Oct 9, 2019 at 6:42 AM UTC
I eat I sleep
I see the moon in the sky
I laugh I cry
Hard to understand sometimes why
You wish and me too
If only we do the same to get well by
I live and you too
Two lives don't make one but one day we do die
Part or whole in this world
We don't come and go together, no lies
Hence, as human
The best of this living in harmony let us try
I improve me and others
I live and give and we all see the moon in the sky
Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 6:22 AM UTC
Each day I live
An extraction of life
Each day to die
Addition to each moment
Hence, each breath in and out
An experience of life and death
Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 9:59 AM UTC
Living just under the surface
A thin cover of an imaginary skin
Sometimes rough or blessed by holy grace
A state of possible lose or win
Deeper the journey happens
Greener the grass and stronger the smell of pine
And deeper the wound opens
The more vulnerable it is and the effect of wine
When struck by the fate of reality
The realization of the world seems empty
For living in the realms of dreams
Let her drown even though she can swim
Tears become fountains of youth
Smiles transform to the place of freedom
Something bad to something good
Everything transforms no boredom
A slight notch of worry
As a girl living in this world of her imagination
That if forever she is sleepy
Never waking up from this sanity of her own creation
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 11:34 AM UTC
I lay in peace
I stay in silence
I am next to you
I keep you company
I am remembered
And sometimes I am forgotten
But still I take nothing against you
I wait eyes, ears open for your stories
I feel your face
I understand each one
I sense your smile and tears
I take them both in with blinded eyes
I am remembered
And sometimes I am forgotten
But still I take nothing against you
I wait eyes, ears open for your stories
I am soft, I am hard
I have my own personality
I do not change after you leave
I give you warmth and comfort
I am remembered
And sometimes I am forgotten
But still I take nothing against you
I wait eyes, ears open for your stories
My life fulfilled
My purpose of existence
My answers to your tears
My inner urge of satisfaction
I am whole with your presence
And sometimes empty when you are away far
I lay here patiently listening and empathizing
With eyes and ears wide open for your stories.
Aug 31, 2019
Aug 31, 2019 at 12:32 PM UTC
1st verse:
Dancing kings and queens,
Living angels and shiny sheens
They, the beauty and the show
Even under the skin, I know
Dancing kings and queens,
Living angels and shiny sheens
The dancing queen in me
Shiny velvet on my body
Chorus:
Even without if I go
Am I beautiful to you, I doubt
Even without if I go
I am still beautiful as me I know
2nd Verse:
The sound, the rhythm
Endless melody and freedom
Mingles with my heart as I go
This piece of life as I know
The sound, the rhythm
Endless melody and freedom
The songs full or empty
From the voices in me
Chorus:
Even without if I go
Am I beautiful to you, I doubt
Even without if I go
I am still beautiful as me I know
Bridge:
In times with rusted thoughts
When I am small and nobody
I still go out and loud I scream
The world is still under my feet
My dreams are big, I still have lots to show
In my palm lies all the beauty there is, I know
Chorus:
Today when I go out
I hear this clear and loud
You are beautiful, we know
You were always beautiful, we know.
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 11:09 AM UTC
I feel the ease,
Like wind blowing freely in the ocean.
My fingers and these words
Belonging as the words to the mouth.
Time stops as I sit here with you
That you always show me the taste of my own being.
And if I would have to go through once more the ride of life train,
I would go through you like I did again and again.
Grazing at you while you walk in front me;
Staring at your green eyes when filled with the aroma of fondness;
Falling deeper at your wittiness and burst of laughter;
Dragging me down again to the pits of your sweetness and warmth,
You are here and you are there,
I will always remember you wherever you are.
I felt the ease,
Like wind blowing freely in the ocean.
My fingers uninterrupted with these words,
Time storms like hurricanes, fast and destructive
Leaving a scar deep,
That you just showed up
That you already had messed me up then
And here you are leaving me like you always do again and again.
May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 8:55 AM UTC
Why do we keep putting ourselves down
Believing in our own lies?
How creative are we to fool ourselves with our own words
Trusting them as realities.
Following my own set of rules to destruction,
Craving for validation and people to our own happiness,
When happiness is just a state of mind not a result.
The culprit, the brainchild, the source, "thoughts".
Barriers and walls are broken
Beliefs are bent,
The mind goes to the hole of confusion,
When we realize there were no walls to begin with.
All and all being created,
Imaginatively, concretely,
Each measure of the brick
So true and so false.
Tricks and games
Manipulation and lies
All has a reason
And all with an end.
But embedded in it,
Lies a piece of wisdom
A wise reaction to the actions
An answer to our very "thoughts".
This short span of creation called "life"
Why do we tend to lead it with worry?
To inadequacy and lack of trust,
While all we have to do was just to love ourselves.
Love ourselves so much till we love every single being.
Appreciate each incapabilities as our unique traits,
Each failures as our own personalities,
Every mistakes as our biggest prizes won.
As in these lies our biggest trust to ourselves,
To the construction of our own personalities,
To the acceptance we so crave for
And also, to love and be loved.
May 25, 2019
May 25, 2019 at 10:30 AM UTC
My skin soft
My bones weak
My age immature
My broken spirit
A circus of possibilities
To every problem and remedies
Yet questioning my insanity and abilities
"Am I even possible?"
My skills deficient
My imagination corrupt
My vision bent
My self-image disgust
A dream meaningful and big
Once was now downhill
Questioning my insanity and abilities
"Am I even possible?"
A spill of my own prison
A path to my own oblivion
A thirst of inner expression
A sudden spark to my salvation
Am I even possible
Tell me Lord, is it worth the tears?
Are we born with wonders?
Or die wondering - "If ever I was possible?".
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 12:10 PM UTC
In this world of turmoil and despair
How do we survive and the faults we repair?
This world of superficial extent of my depth
My own denial and promises unkept.
This world inside that I am talking about,
The **** dark and shallow turns inside out.
Even this very thing that I do
Won't help much I knew.
I sound pathetic,
Angelically demonic,
Well willingly manipulative,
Passively aggressive.
Unsound version of this internal world
Shreds the skins and silent cold
This **** world that we live in
First we die externally till we try to fit in.
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 9:43 AM UTC