"atlast" poems
The witty mother cat galloped everywhere
Everywhere and Anywhere
Just to feed her kittens' hungry tummies
For yummy food they dream, at times!
One day, the witty mother broke the gate
To a luxurious well-provided estate
Yet she could only grab a Cake,
But a full cake, mouth-watering Choco-Cake!
She hopped and jumped and rolled
Just to protect it from the Afghan Hound
And reached it for her two tiny kittens
In despair, she badly wanted it too!
So she prounounced to her kittens:
"I will cut the cake into two exact halves"
And so she cut, as carefully she can!
Awfully, one became larger and one smaller!!
Then the witty mother cat got this idea:
"Why not eat a little of the larger piece?
So, both pieces will be equal in size?"
And there went the mother cat...
Eating a little of the larger piece
She tasted the Choco-Cake in a race
Again, one went larger and another smaller!!
The witty mother cat silenty became happy...
"Why not eat a little of the larger piece?
So, both pieces will be equal in size?"Read more →
And there went the mother cat...
Giving a taste to the choco-Cake again!
And it went on this way:
Of one being smaller and the other larger,
And the witty mother cat kept eating
The Cake-piece by piece!
Atlast the cake became smaller and smaller
Yet the kittens' didn't get any!
The witty mother kept eating many
And the cake never got cut equally!
With the witty mother finishing it fully!!
Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 12:41 AM UTC
As a child, I walked on the swollen grass
Surfing my hand through whispering flowers
I fixed my dream to catch the rising sun
Afloat like a kite behind the mountain
My feet glide fast on the broken path
I pulse and I pulse and the day is hot
Yet my eyes shine with sparkling dreams
To get to the sun; To know what it means
Alas there's a time, when my feet lose the dark
My dream now stares straight down at me atlast
But when the day confines & evening comes
Sun sits on flowers, myself on mountains
Oh sweet Dreamcatcher, you were honey-trapped
Is such the worldly nature of things? I ask
Once and once I wanted to touch the sun
She said the night shall pass & the day shall come
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 5:59 AM UTC
Your love,
Is sharper than the edge of the crescent moon
that was struck in my heart and i futilely mourn.
Glimpse of angelic dagger was your lies,
and you burried it deep within my eyes,
and now im blind.
Your love,
Is hypnotizing like the beauty of the moon above,
In the vague sight of my blindness you're a white dove.
Pain chastised me! tears drowned me! but i still love you,
For you're my heavenly poison that i can't resist through,
and now im weak.
I as your moon wanders beyond lim'tation
just to flicker my lil light even at your reflection.
Go run away from me as far as you desire, leave!
But when you're in need, it'll took only 1 glance above to give,
and you'll see me waiting for you.
Far above the grey sky i silently watch o'er you,
Tears frozed, blood drowned my crippled heart as i stare at you
With your new found happiness that's far brighter than me,
You have your sun now, so ill just force a painful glee,
and you'll see tears in me as i smile for you.
Far above the blue sky you look up and found me no more,
But you never care and thought I'm atlast gone for sure.
Your sun just blaze to its peak & covered me from your sight,
Now my love you're so blinded with her spurious light,
and you never see that i still light for you.
Far above the black sky and now that your world's down,
Now when your life's darker than the darkest night's lawn,
I'm your moon, gladly being a moon rather than your sun,
to give you light in your tragic night when your fake sun sets down,
and you'll see that I'd never will ever leave you.
Oct 25, 2011
Oct 25, 2011 at 5:46 AM UTC
We have two castes, the rich and the poor,
The rich focus on increasing their assets.
The poor focus on repaying their debts.
But,
The rich becomes richer,
The poor becomes poorer,
Atlast,
The rich fly and the poor die.
And we call it 'Incredible' INDIA.
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 4:22 PM UTC
I cried for you,
Yes i cried for you,
When you left me at the staircase,
Below the sky, blue,
when you left me down with torn tears,
With a torn dress and torn shoes..
Oh, I cried for you,
yes I cried for you,
when I remembered what you said last night,
How you left me unmoved,
how you threw my things around,
How you broke my glasses,
When you heard me saying,
When you got me nauseauous..
I cried for you,
Yes, I did cry for you,
seeing you leaving my doorstep,
Seeing you standing outside my window,
I cried I cried till I lost my breath,
Till you choked and choked me till death..
Finally I saw the pain in your eyes,
You too cried seeing me,
Watching me no longer smile,
I had my pills,
They no longer worked,
To bring me out of mayhem,
To make this work,
Atlast i remembered I told you,
Id die..
Fo r your love, for that time,
But then i saw its nothing,
what you felt,
For the love instead of me,
was already dead,
But then i no longer
Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 6:30 AM UTC
Care not for the glass
For it is the cut that hurts
Mind the trap
So your fingers won't bleed
Look forward, not to your sides
Stay focus on the good,
Touch not someone else's heart
Just touch your lady's moons
Mind the gap of spring
Where lays ahead
The trap of summer
Disguised as autumn leaves
Reconcile your heart and mind
Reckon your pace
Find equilibrium in kind
Not someone else's face
Atlast it is rewarded
A smart heart and kind mind
Atlast it is best
Not to search, not to find.
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 10:57 AM UTC
today I realized that I'm perfect with who I'am
atlast in my life I know who I'am
What things im good at and what I need to work on
IM NOT PERFECT
infact im fragile and weak
I'm scared of knowing so much about myself
It's the truth
I KNOW who I can become
either good or bad
I know what the future holds
for my good decisions or my bad
If only today myself could talk to the young boy who struggled so long
trying to be someone he was not.
I'd tell that boy to not follow the crowd that he thought was so cool
That to listen to your mother
to stay away from the drugs
even if the other kids called him a loser for not playing along
The really unique kids are the ones who dont follow the normal teenage rebellion
the real rebels are the ones who study hard
hang out alone
and even wish they could go out and get hammered drunk and puke everywhere
or sleep with a random girl not for love but just for ***
But they dont
I want to tell my rebel self to be a true rebel like those kids
the kids who later on in life
will have money to go out and enjoy the things I enjoyed as a rebel teenager
to be able to hang out with there grown up friends and to fun doing grown up things.
Instead I'm a 24 year old sandwhich artist
the teachers always said keep partying you'll look back and regret these days
I told them they'll regret saying that when I make it big
years of writing
years of sitting up late with a bottle of ***** and a lit cigarette
like my life a long ash forms off the cherry as it burns waiting for the whieght of itself to break off.
I KNOW who I'am
I'm a voice for this plugged in generation
I'm the sticky **** on the bottom of your shoe
I'm the viper in a room full of gardner snakes
I'm the demon with a halo
a hybrid of a soul
hell hound instincts
but a butterflys swagger
soft but hard
sweet but sour
I'm the reason for a middle
im the reason why things stay balanced
for not for people like me
the Balanced
the Beaten
the hardened and the Understanding
the Counter Attack
the person who has seen the roughest parts in life
has been down to pennys to his name
Im here to tell you dont give up
because even during the rain the sun can shine
those days amaze me
when its pouring but sunny
Does it make since no
but do we watch in amazement when it happens
yes
That my friends is me
thats who I'am
Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 1:07 AM UTC
I lay awake on top my bed,
My eyes dilated and bloodshot red,
But Yet i still wanted more,
Until my mom barged through the door.
I think of all the consequences ahead
As i shove my stuff beneath the bed
Only to realize that i've been caught
I stared a moment and then i thought
Of all the times that she said not
To do the things i knew was wrong
Yet i knew it was late i done it too long
I look my mother in the eyes
As she was staring at me with surprise
Atlast i knew i'd pay the price
For all i've done was never wise
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 6:35 PM UTC
On the beach with a bottle when the sun turns to wine...
Together on a towel holding the 'one' soul devine...
A thought from the past, a memory at last...
Would I do it again? Yes. But not so fast...
Memories.
Every cloud is not a storm.
Live in the Present.
Nothing is impossible.
All great quotes, but none really ease the pain of the past.
Wonder, Regret...sometimes feels like death atlast.
My task incomplete, wandering lost in the street-of sadness=(
The Baddest.
But most of all, I trip and fall...
When I remember that you gave up.
Gave in.
Gave out.
Gave away...
Something often searched for and barely ever found.
I'm bound...
To the words I spoke and the buttons I poked, trying to sting my way out of this impossible history of thoughts...
It's still a mystery.
It never stops.
The misery...
Of not knowing.
Not loving.
Not growing.
My mind is overflowing with many things...
Many dreams.
Yet i see...your torn seams yielded an evil being.
And in the end, i realize...
Everything i thought you were must have been pretend.
Dec 7, 2009
Dec 7, 2009 at 1:08 PM UTC
Fresh cut grass ,
the smeel is cast
that hidden stone is
clear and white atlast
It's grain is smooth
from rain and soot
Live again you ancient bed
of that passed river
which was ounce said
to hold
the earth
to balance
Uncountable names
stories forever muffled to die
in vain
A people so wide,
the crowd so many
someone like you
probably lies here too.
Layers of Time
that all mix up
to a bundle of nothing
A piece of cloth, a needle and a bone
inbetween messengers
from dead things
to home
They went down the ground
like worms, mice and
burnt wood
Yet the grass dosen't carry their burden
for it's there you went and stood
upon their past
Not even sheding a tear
not even trying to hear
And some still hope life never ends
that you never go to sleep
Salvation
the ultimate cup of coffee
fresh enough
to grind your way through eternity
buying you
a good class ticket
to the Postcard Scenery of
Lambs and Serenity
Fresh cut grass ,
the smeel is cast
that hidden stone is
clear and white atlast
Clouds approach:
I must resort
Farewell you lands
of Tears and Hope
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 1:14 PM UTC
She calls on you
like the blisfull
mermaid
the is reconing doenst bother
who is where
she is but the start of an unformal affair
the wife of many and the truth
uncompared
she is but a mermaid
staring in the distance the long lost love
awakens a shinning bright spark
of another prey
she is the worst of all predators
you do not know my dear
what is the wrongess and the darkness of the matter
the vengeful is still at large
the bliss is atlast come to the poise of unconditional salvage
the attorney of the sage is but his past
the wise tell you to take retreat
in the shell of death
the sage tells you to step ahead
for the moses of times
is just blind by the rage of the matter
is a customary shatter
the bliss is real my friend you see
you are not involved in the pscychopath drama
they have crafted your nerves so well you become the cup the drama the morphine to your pains is but another tragedy a bigger one to ease the pains of the past lives
you are the serendipitous archive of the documented torture a mind can concieve or relive in the lonliness
the shutter of the blind called eyes may not blink but the urge to put inside a prickly object to bleed your self out
at least somthing should come out not a word not a sound but more and more profund silence a more psychlogical war fare
a more deadly hit
a more angered adversary
the more precise path
is that of forgiveness
your choices lead you here
you can choose a new destination
your sights must not fail
you are but an unanswered prayer
you are but an unanswered prayer...
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 2:00 AM UTC
When You and I collide
*maybe everything will match.
maybe everything will be eternal.
maybe everything will start moving forward, atlast.
but
If only, we could collide.*
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
To answer your question,
Yes.
It never left me.
It sits patiently at the sidelines on sunny days.
It doesn't fight formy attention.
It doesn't book off days in my calender.
It smiles when I smile.
It laughs when I laugh.
It knows that all It has to do
Is wait for the overcast.
A ceiling of clouds closing in on me.
Day after day, the raindrops won't come.
Each grey morning looks a little darker than the last.
Until, atlast:
The first tear hits the ground.
And It is there, immediately.
Offering escape.
At first, I'll refuse.
"Never again."
I meant what I said.
I will not break my promise.
But as the hours go by,
It becomes more obvious.
The rain does not want to let up.
And there It is,
Reminding me of Its offer of solution.
It promises that Its affections are just as strong as always.
I want to pull away,
But I can't deny the safeness that calls to me,
Awaiting beneath the umbrella.
The calmness I feel spreading from the burn where It grips my skin.
The storm passes,
Leaving nothing but a colourful mess to clean up.
I don't expect you to understand.
But then again,
I don't expect you to find out.
"Never again."
I'd meant what I said.
But it's so easy to think that It will never hurt you.
Not the way It hurts me when all I have is loneliness for company.
So, to answer your question,
Yes.
And if you ever bothered to check, you'd see.
It forever waits on my company.
It laughs when I laugh.
It cries when I cry.
But maybe It would give up and leave,
If you too never left my side.
Apr 17, 2012
Apr 17, 2012 at 6:51 PM UTC
Do you ever wonder
Sitting in the lonely nights
Does your heart ponder
The outcome had we not surrendered to the fight?
To think we set two sails
Reaching out to a common destiny
No wonder we did fail
The thread interwining our lives was faulty
Our love wasn't strong enough
To brave the turbulent seas
It should have been tough
But withered away as the autumn leaves
And then we reached the parting place
Where the currents directed us in different ways
As much as we tried to hold on
Atlast we just drifted away
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC
They asked me why I did it
For I am the one to blame
When the gunshot triggered
He was screaming out my name
I wish I could directly fold
This hand that I’ve been dealt
I wish that I could hold
and feel what I once felt
This round is not over
I won’t last till it’s done
I need me a four leaf clover
To win back what I once won
Is this punishment for disobedience
chastised for things gone wrong?
Save me from my personal Hades
For I’ve forgotten about being strong
I can’t resolves these issues
revolving in my head
don’t know what I’ll tell his missus
Her husband now is dead
“Why do such a horrible thing
You vile and heartless beast!
He was everything that I ever loved
How am I to live with him deceased?”
Blame it on the liquor
or on the vile medicine
What once held fervent favour
Is now wearing my soul thin
How am I to show her
the things he did to me
Should I let her know
his hidden hypocrisy?
Give me hope and reason
to keep on going forth
Don’t bar me with my treason
and expose me in my court
I know I must protect her
This weak woman in her youth
Her husband would have finished her
left her mad and mute
A twin soul we share
but this dark twisted side is mine
I know I love her dearly
but I saved her just in time
My mind is speaking a dead language
The dialect now unknown
My voice just echoes back
I am speaking it alone
I will not seek her forgiveness
nor will she spare me from eternal hate
It doesn’t matter to me
As long as it wasn’t too late
Guilt I know is mine
And verdict shall soon be passed
My last words on death row be
Take me home atlast
I glance into the eyes of his missus
and just in a flash, my twin soul I see
the woman staring back, horror struck,
that woman, his missus, is me.
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 4:15 AM UTC
Someday, we will meet again
Like rocks of unchanging nature
We tiddle our barriers beneath,
Silent callings of exasperation
We find our fortune in streams of
Pink lattices drissled in every
Position of pondering
I write this to you
As if you are in my room
Staring blankly at a wall
Or unturned in your bunk bed
While I whistle away our creative bliss
Many will not read this fully,
Because of the vexation of length,
But many do not know you
Or the length of your days
How they were cut short by the change
Of ways,
I sadly recall that I left you barren
For a day for friends cold and brand
I love you my dearest ally
For us life never end
Maybe when Jesus ***** his
Horn of victory we can
Whisp our way to His garden
And steal the night away
Because in Heaven there is no night
Or so the owl does say,
The children are forging
Way beyond their time
Don't forget my friend
Love is not a crime
Until that glorious day
I bit you dear farewell
At all my greatest friend on earth
Atlast we'll sing again,
Breathe for me the air of Heavens great
Delight and bare with me this somber,
Lonely night
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 8:12 PM UTC
She walks on the turfs in the lonely night,
with all her sorrows her soul ignites,
the cold breeze tickles her face,
She sees their silhouette on moon's full phase,
Oh how enchanting it was, when he proposed,
His grin was something she'd die for,
But thy love is not as important,
as to him is his life,
She never had listened,
When her intuition cried,
The night is different she realized,
Unlike other days, this time had flied,
Hours pass, clouds reign over,
covers the sky, the thunder hollers,
She discerns something like a dewdrop on her face,
Unsure she is, maybe its the tears rolling down due to pain,
and then there are more drops, the sky pours rain,
the cold breeze, the raindrops, a perfect twain,
the thunder and wind is like a symphony,
it feels like mother nature is singing a lullaby,
She senses something when she sips the wine,
She could be seen dancing to the rhyme,
she sways to her silence, her madness,
to her pain and to her loneliness,
Atlast herself had she descry,
The only night that didn't make her cry.
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 3:38 PM UTC
My prayers have been answered and they will be my resurection. my mind has finally cleared and ive found a slow spot to just put curise control on. im finally at ease and want to stay there forever cause its relaxing. ive finally found my destination and although i am far away from getting where im going im atleast on the right path to where i see my future.
Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 5:47 PM UTC
I woke up on the bus today.
for the first time in two months
I actually felt awake, alive, atlast.
So my little orange bottle plummets
from my third story window, into the
gutter, and out of my head.
I'll face my problems myself, thanks.
starting with this poem.
ending with this person.
Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 5:50 PM UTC
the weight of the curtains is too great
these tired eyes must rest
they have seen too much
they have not yet seen enough
these eyes have been open many long hours
to finally shut and get some rest seems impossible
the lids barely remember each other
they fall
they fall
they fall
atlast peaceful sleep where i can dream
dream these wonderful things that will never come true
Nov 22, 2010
Nov 22, 2010 at 8:55 AM UTC
It's a journey of a leaf
that fell from a tree!
Plummetted restfully
lying on the ground
Atlast, it's free!
Whoosh! Going somewhere,
up an down, left and right
Adhered everywhere.
People step on it,
back and forth, south to north
It's been a dream
but a cruel world it seems
A nigthmare, so dim.
Wishing to come back home
but there's no turning back
Lost it's track.
A whirl of wind
took it where it belongs
It just have to be strong,
and a thought of
good things will come along.
-A
8/15/14
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 11:37 PM UTC
Face me I am here
The time has come atlast
Face me I am here
For you will never last
Everyday you made me cry
You made me loose my friend
Everyday you made me lie
Made me die a little at the end
Of all the powers you had
Control was the worst
Making me do your will
Was just a first
Everyday I regret
The actions of your will
Now the time has come
I won't sit still
For I have strength now
A passion
A dream
I will not let fear
Lord over me
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
I first tasted her breat lips
Love and lovable sweetness
I moved a little lower
Where my mustache comb
her lower silky hair
I try to eat her *****
But my mouth slipped
and slipped
Then my lips wandered
all over her body
atlast the door opened
to invite me and accept
my special offerings...
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 2:29 AM UTC
tonight might make my heart beat so fast
Im a radical yes, and I might let go a little atlast
the circus down the street wakes me up every morning
the drops of dew fall off my shoulders from those precious white lilies
that you left on my front door with a note that whispered softly to me
you make me blush
I kiss my own hand and prepare it to write my soul on parchment
In a language thats almost invisable to eyes that reveal themeselves to quik for interest
sometimes my fingers are too strong and the paper is too thin
but the walls of the trees and the sand never fails
and the leaves on the ground are always smiling at me when I walk there to write about this
I feel the butterflies in every corner, everytime I look up with a daffodil pressed against my lips
I say no your beauty makes me blush
Nov 2, 2010
Nov 2, 2010 at 7:57 PM UTC
Leave the pepsi,
Hold my hand,
feeling a bit tipsy,
Walk me through the sands.
Walk with me,
all night if you can,
Let's share a lifetime,
Moving fast.
But slow down,
We've got to handle with
Care atlast,
See the candles,
burning bright those Roman ones,
By the night sky up high.
Stars glittering,
Moons shining,
Don't know if I'm speaking right,
Haha but whatever it is,
Your love or the ***
I'm feeling alright.
Yes you make me high,
Higher than any alcohol can,
No *** no wine
or a whiskey can,
Haha I really don't know
Where I'm at,
Where ever I am,
I know that,
I'm with you
Through the night,
Even a lifetime
If only I can,
I'd like to be drunk,
for the rest of my life,
And
I think I'll be alright
If I've got you by my side!
Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 1:24 PM UTC