"joshi" poems
A Life Bounded With Regret,
Each Regret Always a Secret
The Regrets Neither known Nor Described,
It was Only Later that they were realised
Regrets always hard to refrain,
Difficult to sustain
Still remains its effect
In the small looking heart
The regrets of life,
We desired to live.
Regrets of the dream,
We dreamt to achieve.
Regret of the idea,
We thought to pursue.
Regrets of the pain,
We wanted to rescue.
Regrets Of the Laugh,
Which lasted for a short-while;
Regrets of pleasures,
Which ended in no time.
The regrets of loss,
The loss of love;
The feel to love,
The feel to be loved.
Regrets of the efforts,
Which could have been more,
Regrets of the problems ,
Which could have been solved.
Regrets of the feel,
Which could have been felt
And LAstly
Regrets of the End,
Which could have been changed
---------- Aakash Joshi { http://aakashjoshi2620.blogspot.in/} my blog
Jun 30, 2012
Jun 30, 2012 at 1:35 PM UTC
The Time was odd,
The people were even
We were born,
From womb to heaven,
With small fingers, cute face;
We came in the world by god’s grace.
We learnt to walk, then to talk,
Then to hear and later to bear,
Surrounded by toys And Hampers,
We were loved, we were pampered.
Life was good, life was going,
And there were we, totally enjoying
Nice clothes, tidy hair,
Tightened boots, roaming here and there,
We slept when we wished,
We ate at our own risk,
No thinking of what doing next,
No tension to make the present perfect
The time was good,
The mind was free.
The life was going as we destined it to be.
That's what meant childhood to me
--------- Aakash Joshi
Jun 25, 2012
Jun 25, 2012 at 2:04 PM UTC
Everything will be better 1 day,
Life will get settle 1 day.
Worries will cease 1 day,
Happiness will increase 1 day.
Friendship will never be FORMAL someday
Loving some 1 will not be treated abnormal 1 day.
Our LIVING will be more sophisticated 1 day.
BUT
Life will be more complicated THAT day
Something's will never ever change that day
Something's we be totally unchanged that day
The Essence of HER will remain same that day
Her thought would still make me cry that day,
Leading to my eye's getting dry that day
Even than my past would be haunting me as a Ghost
Even till then i might be searching the person,which was never mine and still got lost
------------------------ Aakash Joshi
Jun 28, 2012
Jun 28, 2012 at 1:34 PM UTC
With Life,
We began,
Between Family And friends,
We ran,
With happiness and sadness we were surrounded,
In this small world of ours we were grounded,
Love, than was not even in the air,
Neither did we knew, nor did we cared
But not too soon , nor too late,
Love too entered my fate,
With a sweet smile, innocent face,
She came in my life by God's grace,
Chat's and talks,
Moved to long walks,
Feeling arose, love came,
Whatever it was ,we never blamed.
Days were good, days were going,
It was the time we were enjoying,
Her lovely looks, her childish talks ,
In that i was totally lost.
We were good ,we were great ,
Life was at its best stage
But ,
Time was Odd
And was our fate
We left once, and never mate.
Season changed , people changed,
For whatever happened,whom to blame?
Whom to blame , for the love that lost?
Whom to blame for the feel that frost?
No one was guilty, none did the theft
It was only the love, THE LOVE that left.
And so ,
The Love we Had ,
Is now "The Love We HAte"
---------------------------------------------Aakash Joshi
Oct 12, 2012
Oct 12, 2012 at 4:15 PM UTC
Faces , so many faces
Once, you knew the ones
Lost them to time and Grind.
Reminded of the Ones
Who've touched your heart
Bringing in memories of your
Younger days.
Mr and Mrs Joshi
The Octogenarian Couple
Dear friends of Mine.
My acquaintance with them
Is almost two decades old
Met them as a youngster
Felt a deep connect
One could not miss the warmth
Held in the eyes of both
Always greeted them
While on the way to College,
while running errands for my mother
Or while on a walk
Never paid them a visit
Home
Although
Full of wisdom
Sharing the same , with me
As and when time permitted Us.
Retired From Govt Services
Wanting to spend their golden years
In a place well known
For
temples and quiet .
A city ,
far removed from the hustle and bustle of the big city life .
A place to call home
With visitors few
But ,welcome all.
Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 4:57 AM UTC
How can i make her feel my Love?
How can i make it to feel her love?
Neither she is a friend, nor a enemy
But i want to make her my destiny
It started formally with a smile,
But i want this to go long- long miles
Her greyish eyes, Her beautiful face
She is the lady whom i want to embrace
I want her to be mine,
Would never leave her any time
But still,
Her cute looks, and love for books
Make me inferior, and drop my hopes
I am feeling the pain
As My attempts are going in-vain
Her love made me a Man of thought,
As for the first time the tears were dropped,
Days are passing in her thoughts,
Nights in moaning about her a lot
Hope this will surely end
With we both having our HAnd-in HAnd
----------------------------- Aakash Joshi
Jun 26, 2012
Jun 26, 2012 at 2:08 PM UTC