"iit" poems
Make me feel special
Like I am your own treasure
Make me feel the pleasure
That I can find it in your broken look
oh baby, you are my favourite book
Iit is really difficult to change
And turn the page
To stand in the stage
And say 'I love you'
Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 1:18 PM UTC
It's difficult to describe,
as if something your eyes
have never seen yet you
struggle to put iit into words.
It's like being melted into
one another, in the middle of the horizon’s beautiful swirling colors.
Time flies at ultrasonic speeds
spent happily.
Each other putting their own
happiness and needs above
their own, for their soulmate and yet it's not a sacrifice:
It makes you happy to be compelled
in such a way.
There's no competition, you're as if
one, and that makes a hell of a team
There's no fear in this true love.
It always adds to one’s life; it never “takes away” or brings pain or unhappiness. It is not one sided
nor can it ever be “lost”; hence, True Love is everlasting (just like it is in romance novels and fairy tales).
~Author Ven J Arnold
Jan 18, 2022
Jan 18, 2022 at 12:41 PM UTC
Eventually people stop talking I understand.
Iit feels just a week ago you were holding my hand.
I thought it wasn't just going to be me anymore.
Until the last time I talked to you,you walked out the door.
Evey night before i go to sleep I wonder why things change.
It seems as times fly past nothing stays the same.
I wish I can go back in life and fix my mistakes.
I would save alot of love lost and heartbreaks.
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 9:39 PM UTC
You overwhelm me
Excuse the rust, my readers My fans, and the woman I love. I haven't written in a very long time. But the woman I have loved for years asked me "Why me?" not even 12 hours ago, and I have her reason.
iIt's been almost a year,
Since the last time I wrote
And it's been days,
since the first time,
In two years that we last spoke
You overwhelm my mind
You're an anti-venom
of the poison that is everything around me.
If I was the last supper
You're Michelangelo
Only you could finish this masterpiece.
You overwhelm my body
In ways I can't even explain
I've never felt the way I do
As I do with you.
You overwhelm my senses
My eyes see every girl as a lesser you
My body rejects any touch, that isn't yours
And no smells can match
The heavenly scent, you left on my sweaters.
You overwhelm every piece of me,
Completing my life's sense, purpose, and dream.
Nothing I write could ever break it down
in the correct words just what you mean to me.
And that's one of the thousand reasons
why I love you.
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 10:14 PM UTC
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Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 9:17 AM UTC
"I was the same, but I was waiting for myself on the shore to return." - Murakami
IIt is a difficult time. You wait
for the return of yourself.
You sit on the pier, watching
pelicans pirouette in the air,
weightless for a moment
before diving into the water.
The sound of their splash
reminds you of something
you just can’t quite remember.
You sit there, eating fish after fish,
washing them down with beer.
You have started counting seagulls
and giving them long Spanish names.
You choreograph ballets, create architectural
drawings of dreams, and have begun to build
a home out of seashells. On weekends,
people come just to see you waiting
for your own return. “Where did you go?”
they ask, and you simply shrug.
You make new friends and take up painting,
creating self-portraits, your image is repeated
like the latitude and longitude lines on a map.
Each morning, you lean against the railing,
and the seagulls join you. You’ve made them
tiny red scarves that they all wear. All of you
stare, still as glass, as if any movement might
blur your vision. Together, you watch the sea,
straining to see yourself coming back, straining
to catch a glimpse of the prow of a boat
cutting through the silver morning water.
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 12:01 PM UTC
1.
(Short quote)
I have legs,I wanna fly..
I don't have wings..,
But I wanna try..
I can leave everything..
But not my dreams..!
2.
(Cover)
Sometimes things can change,
But you don't try..
Sometimes you weep alone..
Cause you are wry,
Sometimes your ego..
And self respect becomes greater than you..
Sometimes you take it as wrong..
Sometimes you just need to try..
Every situation and circumstances..
Can be overcomed..
And i will be overwhelmed..
If you say me a "Hi"..
Sometimes,you let me cry..
Cry and only cry..
For my miseries and mistakes..
Baby do you think..
I only need to die..?
Maybe You will be happy,
May that happen too..
But Till I am alive..,
I wanted to saw your charms and beauty.
The beauty which was ever mine..,
Even you didn't admit,I knew all that..
I don't know what happened and how.!
A STORMY WIND CAME AND BLEW THE ALL..! But still,sometimes when I am on the weed,everything slows down..and when I am sinking,I see a spark..far away. I don't if it's hope. But,I know..Even if it is..you'll never Recognise it.
(It's caption) :-
Say that you love me..,
Say that you miss me..,
Say what you feel..
Say you'll **** me..
For my habits,and my mistakes..
Say that you'll slap me hard,
When you meet me..
Say that I look ugly..
Say that you'll be mine..
Say whatever it is,
It will be fine.
Say at least anything,
And I will be okay.
If you won't how will I know.
I have listened a lot by your eyes,
But you said I was wrong.
How can I be wrong again.
3.
I still remember how you had disrupted my silence..
I remember,how you had torn the papers of my copy,when we had a quarrel,
I remember,how I had cut my hand,
I remember,how you had plucked a flower.
Still remember,you used to unrooted the grass,to throw on me.
When we sat together,in the ground.
Ouch,still remember how you had bite my fingers..
When you were eating out of my hand.
I remember,how you broke the phone,
And how you smashed the bottles,
I still remember,how you had broken the flower ***
And was still laughing.
I remember,how you fell by dad's bike,
And had broken the pass lights,
And i lied to him.,I had lost control.
I remember,how you cracked the IIT,
I remember,how you was on infinity.
I remember,how I had become less for U.
I remember,how you had come home..
And said me to treat as a friend.
I remember,how you had said to "forget you",
And termed my love as **** .
I remember,how calmly you broke it,
And how harshly it made the sound.
I remember,how I had been numb.
Hadn't eaten by weeks,
How pointlessly i passed the streets.
4.
I miss you in the darkness,
I miss you in the light.
I miss you being missen,
When i was high.
I miss you on the question-
"Why i am shy"..?
What's wrong with me,
If i also loved you.
I miss your laughters and,
Well,laughing really hard. .
How hard you have been .?
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 6:12 AM UTC
February 6, 2011 at 10:09pm
Why I just don't like thee..
I don't like thee's annoying messy hair
that flips through the air...
I don't like thee's funny and low voice
that I have to listen with no choice...
I don't like thee's huge and chubby body
he looks more like a bunny...
I don't like thee's smile and crazy looks
it just make me bow and read my book...
I don't like thee's weird and mysterious glances...
it pounds my heart to dance...
I don't like thee's soft and gentle light..
he makes me feel weak inside...
I don't like thee's warm and cuddling arms
he's like a hunter that senses harm...
I don't like thee's way of saying my name
because he says it not just as same...
I don't like thee's being right all the time..
for when he opens his mouth I'm silenced...
I just don't like thee at all....
For it is not just liking thee that make me feel this way
an incomparable joy that takes my blues away..
FOR I DO LOVE THEE..
I love his hair
as it plays into the air
I love as he speaks in funny and low voice
that makes me listen as the only choice
I love his huge and chubby body
he's actually cuter than a bunny
I love how he smile and his crazy looks
I just blush and pretends to read my book
I love the weirdness and the mystery of his glances
it make my heart to gracefully dance
I love his soft and gentle light
Iit weakens my soul inside
I love the warmth of his cuddling arms
I know it can protect me from any harm
I love the way he says my name
there's no one who can say it as same
I love it when he is always right all the time
Iin my amazement I am silenced...
**I JUST DO LOVE THEE..
WITH GREATER REASONS SAID ABOVE...
WITH REASONS THAT MY MIND CANNOT EVEN UNDERSTAND...
I JUST LOVE YOU
NO MATTER HOW MY LIPS CRITICIZE AND DENY
MY HEART BEATS THIS ONE LINE...
I LOVE YOU
AND I HOPE YOU DO KNOW...**
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 3:56 AM UTC
After a rather enjoyable Saturday
Which marked the return
Of my mother and grandfather
After a fortnight's stay in Chennai
I was really looking forward
To some R&R on "precious" Sunday
It started promisingly enough
Getting up as late as nine o'clock
Enjoying a hot cup of filter coffee
Prepared by my dear mother
Solving Wordle in three attempts
Watching photos and videos of trains
Playing my all-time favourite game 'Choices'
Enjoying a rather delicious brunch
Again prepared by Amma
Followed by my customary afternoon siesta
Which lasted more than two hours
Just as I was beginning to think
That I couldn't have asked for a better Sunday
I had to begin the rather tedious process
Of filing my income tax returns
Fortunately, Amma was there to support me
And take me through the entire process
Which involved numerous calculations
Some of which, were more confusing
Than even the questions asked in IIT-JEE!
After nearly two hours of breaking our heads
And cursing the Finance Minister profusely
Which, by the way, was entirely my doing
The returns were finally filed
And the tax duly paid
As I heaved a sigh of relief
Having gotten a huge monkey off my weary back
It dawned on me
That tomorrow is Monday
And I have to go to office as well
Which involves getting up as early as six o'clock
Followed by a commute in the dreaded Mumbai local
With its super dense crush load
And once I reach office
I have to share a tiny cabin
With my boss and his wife
And endure a lecture or two
About my recent lack of success at work
In this rather claustrophobic setting
Oh boy, I'll never get a break, will I?
Jul 31, 2022
Jul 31, 2022 at 10:28 AM UTC
Am I a human being?
Or am I a robot?
You assigned me five mandates
Three of which, are more difficult
Than even clearing the IIT-JEE
And even the remaining two
Pose a considerable challenge
Though far from insurmountable
Nevertheless, what makes you think
That I have the capability
The skills
And the stamina
To successfully pull off such a mammoth task?
Am I a human being?
Or am I a robot?
You expect quality
You expect speed
And you expect numbers
At the same time
Is this not like having the cake
And eating it too?
Am I a human being?
Or am I a robot?
I am working on five mandates
And racing against time
Every single day
In order to send a couple of resumes
For each mandate
No matter how hard I try
I always end up falling behind
That too by a mile
What makes you think
That I can successfully handle even three mandates
Let alone five?
Let me ask you again
Am I a human being?
Or am I a robot?
Jun 21, 2022
Jun 21, 2022 at 11:37 AM UTC
Confusion is not a satisfactory key
But it will lead you to some important questions
The questions that may never be answered
But questions in the end you will find you need
IIt's hard to move forward with the questions un answered
For it leaves the mind running on some toxic fumes
But sometimes it's better to forget the unspoken
And go on to something new
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC
Dear Investment Banking
Why do you have to be so difficult?
I spend hours and hours
Days and days
And weeks and weeks
Searching every nook and corner
For some really good resumes
Which are as easy to find
As a drop of water
In the Thar desert
I speak to dozens and dozens of people
Some are not looking for jobs
Some politely decline
Upon hearing the name of the client
Some need time to think
And others don't even bother to respond
It's a cruel world indeed
Dear Investment Banking
Why do you have to be so difficult?
After a lot of frustration and heartburn
And helplessness and desperation in turn
I finally manage to find a good candidate
Who also happens to be interested
However, as expected, there is a catch
He hasn't updated his resume
And by the time he does it
We would have already lost the client
Thus, I have no choice
But to move on
And resume the search
Which is already looking tougher
Than clearing the IIT-JEE!
Dear Investment Banking
Why do you have to be so difficult?
May 18, 2022
May 18, 2022 at 12:48 PM UTC