Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Vishnu Teja Nov 2018
The kid dreamt
Day and night
Running sprints, walking miles
Talking to himself, gathering smiles

The kid dreamt
In rain and in sun
Sweating in heat, splashing the mud
Riding his bike, planting his spud

The kid dreamt
A world entirely different
With love and joy, chocolates and cake
A world where one can enjoy a view by the lake

Where songs are sung, because they are fun
Where happiness is for every one

Such a world the kid dreamt
But childhood ran like a bike down a hill
And he woke up aged
weak by the heart and weak by the bone
Worrying about the million dollar loan

He knew the kid was long gone,
Only a thought , trying to stay in the brain
Remembering those days played in the rain
Those shells collected in the beach
Shoving them in to pocket one and each
The kid is long gone!!
Vishnu Teja Jul 2015
Till I met her, I knew
I was the most *******
appreciated By few
among Thousands I knew

And then Every thing changed
the day I met her
upside down, Every thing turned

Her madness, Unlimited
rushed my Adrenaline
Her crazy Deeds, unimaginable
gave Me goosebumps
Her love, Unprecedented
filled life in  my life

She is my boon
She is My Bane
If people were Rain
I was Drizzle
She was Hurricane
Thanks to John Green for
(a) introducing the concept of "Random Capitalization"
and
(b) the last three lines of the poem
Vishnu Teja Jul 2015
Some stupid questions
always haunt me,
and all the lessons
they have taught me!

How distant is the distance?
How distant is distance?
Why are distances so distant?
How close is the closeness?
How close is close?
Why is closeness so close?

Stupid questions haunt

How close is distant?
How distant is close?
Why is this closeness so distant?
Why is this distance so close?

Lessons they taught

What is distant is what is close.
What is close is what is distant.

Some stupid lessons
I have taught
myself; more stupid questions
rise to haunt
Vishnu Teja Jun 2015
We have it
We don't
We are never together
Even though it's meant

Like the rails of broad gauge,
seemingly meet at infinity!
Like the borders of earth and sky,
appearing to meet at the horizon!
You are a hyperbola;
I'm your asymptotes.
We'd meet for sure, Only after an eternity!
Vishnu Teja Jun 2015
If you ever ask me
"How old are you?"
I'd say, "Do you mean, How Young am I?"
Because old is a word I hate
Getting old is never my fate

I am always young,
Every second, minute and day
I dream, I dream
Till you dream, young you'll stay

Young is a state of being,
It's not the number of years you survived
but the number of years you lived,
not just by breathing
but dreaming

Dream big, dream small
never worry to take a fall

Till you dream, young you'll stay
days come, days go; They may
dream at night, during day
Till you dream, young you'll stay
Vishnu Teja Jun 2015
Life is simple
We need not master it
Appreciate the beauty for a while
Eat!Cry!Smile!
Eat!Cry!Smile!

Fall in love, fall out
Fail in love, bail out
Tall or short, be crazy
Thin or fat, be lazy
Be jealous, be fabulous

Jump the borders
Climb the walls
run the distance
Walk the mile
Eat!Cry!Smile!
Eat!Cry!Smile!

Be stupid, be clever
Live now, or never
Be calm, be loud
Stay low, stay proud

We need not master it
life doesn't always make sense
just like my poem
but let the thoughts be dense
with no place for tense

Eat!Cry!Smile!
Eat!Cry!Smile!
Vishnu Teja May 2015
Let me know baby,
Let me know
If you want, I’ll make it snow
All you have to do is let me know

If the darkness of the night scares you,
Don’t fear my dear
Will lighten up the sky with the moon
If the heat of the day burns you
I’ll bring down the sun before it is noon
If you want, I’ll even make it rain
Even though it isn’t yet monsoon

Let me know baby,
Let me know
If you want, I’ll make it snow
All you have to do is let me know

If you want to win the world,
I’ll be there by your side,
When with you I disregard the time and tide

Let me know baby,
Let me know
If you want, I’ll make it snow
All you have to do is let me know
Next page