#boon
To write is a boon
its something too slow,
yet something too soon.
its a lover's plea,
its the desire to be free.
its somewhat like a jewel,
so precious,
yet so cruel.
Is to write a boon or a bane?
words and text,
formed like a chain
to others, just a page,
to you, emotions in a cage.
it breaks people from the inside,
tears were flown
as they were trying to hide.
Poetry is something like a burning fire,
it's deceiving and thieving,
it can be pure
but truly a liar.
its heartless and repeating,
so alive but so dull
as the words are bleeding.
Face of a reader,
with agony in his heart.
mind of a poet,
is what sets him apart.
misery is for those, who cannot survive
its for those who are barely alive.
let your conscious grow higher,
look into the words
as your throat goes dryer.
think of, when you read,
the face of whom you admire.
to write is a boon,
men cry,
women swoon.
more or less,
like talking to the moon.
Jun 2, 2023
Jun 2, 2023 at 5:02 AM UTC
At last, a light from the moon
In this gloomy night
Could be my last ray of hope,
Or just the ultimate boon.
Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 5:07 PM UTC
Just like the full moon
To me, you are a boon,
What have I done till now, if it wasn't for you
With the ending month of June,
You approaching as rain first due.
You are amazing, you are one of those few,
Precious, rebellious, and always new.
Jul 9, 2020
Jul 9, 2020 at 1:08 AM UTC
"Mr Boon"
It's really been a while I came across that adorable senile man " Mr Boon", maybe he's just too vexed with me, maybe he's not please with our last meeting, cause I was too rash on the dusty.
Oh dear good senile man "Boon" don't be too hard on me not to pave on my pavement again. I know, I might have just been quite infantile the last time, and we never learn. But does not everyone deserve a twoth?
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 8:32 PM UTC
Mac and Boon
Went up to the Moon
Mac became ill
Boon gave a Pill
Boon Said Thank You
Moon said get well soon
Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 11:05 AM UTC
daunting nonstop rains,
such mayhem landslides and pains;
rain: boon if not bane!
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 1:15 PM UTC
When I was born , everyone pulled my cheek,
But they all vanished the moment I began to weep,
Oh Maa! I cried in pain,
My reflexes knew it better that rest all will be in vain.
When I was five, I was sent to school,
Two soul cried that day, being parted by a
wall as stubborn as a mule.
Time went on and now I am grown ,
Lost in a world of my own.
I yell at you at times only to cry later,
I do things out of your will only to regret later.
Blessed to have you in my life Maa….
Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 12:29 PM UTC
Boo hoo, you have a wound,
But I called it a boon.
For you had gone too far
If it wasn't for that scar,
You would have still been stuck
Rewinding the bad past,
Thinking the pain gave meaning,
All it did was cut you out like
dead grasses.
You lost your colour,
you turned into rotten molasses.
But now it's just a scar.
It made you realised you'd gone too far.
Your cheeks regain their rosy hue.
Once again I see you bloom
From a bud to a beautiful flower.
Thanks to the the rain that showered,
Washed all the pain of those wasted hours.
Now you find yourself in a new chapter.
So wasn't your wound a boon?
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 1:15 PM UTC
Love has always been a baneful boon,
Neither the sun sunk nor rose the moon,
That promised evening never broke cocoon,
How much I dreamed for she never let me say,
I only kept waiting & just an idea took her away,
Time is said to pay nice but it instead made me pay.
All I am left with is love & memories, and a right hand.
Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 6:51 AM UTC
I love her and she loves me,
We've boon of immortality...
Not going to live forever we,
But to persist in few stories..
Tales be narrated to the kids,
And will be told to everyone.
I am barmy & hyper-excited,
She likes it all & doesn't mind.
Some sure traits of me to hide,
She even likes my worst side..
All I now look forward is her,
Me & her, together forever...
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 6:30 AM UTC