Saumya poems on Hello Poetry

Saumya Sep 2018

I'm not scared of the tenebrosity of a room, I'm scared of the thoughts which struck me.

I'm not scared of humans, I'm scared of the demon which resides in them.

I'm not scared of being alone, I'm scared people will forget me if I'm not in touch with them.

I'm not scared of going naked in the outside world, I'm scared of losing my self-esteem.

I'm not scared of the society, I'm scared of the hoaxes they spread.

I'm not scared of your love, I'm scared of being abandoned by you.

I'm not scared of dying, I'm scared that I haven't lived enough.

I'm not scared of making memories either good or bad, I'm scared of these memories fading away.

I'm not scared of the past or the future, I'm scared of the present.

I'm not scared of slumping, I'm scared of failure.

I'm not scared of asking questions, I'm scared they'll remain unanswered.

I'm not scared of being corrupt, I'm scared of losing myself. The sacred me.

I'm not scared of the aftermath, I'm scared of the side-effects it has.

I'm not scared of being scared, I'm scared that you'll think I'm frail.

~Saumya.

this is my first poem.

Saumya Aloysius May 2016

Meet me in an ecstasy

See me where
the palms scrape the skies,
where the exquisiteness of life
cannot be deprived of
Sense me between
the sheet s of dampness
Love & adore me in the
hot waves of
a midsummer gust
I want you around
I want you here & there
forever
meet me in an ecstasy
where we can
spend our time together

Saumya Aloysius
saumyaaloysius@gmail.com

Francie Lynch Jan 2018

The Visible Poem: Blank No More: A Prosaic Mosaic Collaboration

These verses filled the void;
Contributions from 'round the world;
From men and women, young and old;
Creating something out of nothing.
A prosaic mosaic, a collaboration,
From HP poets, a celebration.

A blank line
Awaits my thoughts
A blank line
It’s an invitation
A blank line
Patiently empty
A blank line
It calls on creativity
A blank line [sic writerunblocked]

To comment on this I cannot resist
The daily poem takes a new twist
At the top slot a poem that's not
A poem that doesn't exist [sic. Martin]

For the life of me -
I cannot think the words -
refilling blanks, and slots -
not coming across, absurd -
at least, not in, so many, words [sic Temporal Fugue]

Farts are nothing,
but previews for ****,
just like most
Movie
trailers
at
the
theatre. [sic Hasani]

Please fill in is the Story of My Life The Invisible lines the Unseen pain I walk among the crowds but I am not there all they see is a shell when the truth of myself is withdrawn deep inside lost between the invisible lines [sic James M. Vines]

When at 12 midnight
And my heart beats a certain pace
I finally turn off the lights
As tears stream down my face [sic jace]

the vacuum
Empty yourself of
From...
What u retain
What u contain
What u detain
What u abstain

Draw the lines of...
Your Boundary
Your territory
Your trajectory
Your sanctuary

You....
Draw your lines of action
Define your confinement
Create your vaccum

And now....
The love flows in
The bliss moves in
The happiness gushes in [Jugnu-the-firefly]

THESE underscores from a your keyboard--
Bored-as-hell I can see
The creative act has been forced-in
This outsourced work, taking our
Outsourced words, during work-hours [sic Sean Murray]

Lines
Lines Blank call
like void of creation to birth.
They grab my attention
luring poet mind
to commence firing away.
It fires in blasts of gratitude,
jarring empty spaces of thoughts
Phases that have no connections
until pen touches paper
or fingers touch keyboard.
Until I shout out to another writer
named Francie who inspired
to fill the void.[sic Star BG]

i would have described my frustrations
what i expect from u
but i decide to keep my lips shut
its not what it seems
sometimes my lips cant depict my problems........ [sic Gucco]

It's a new year, yet are we, new people
although many others have been extinguished,
my star still shines and twinkles (although not as valiantly)
and so does yours
and I pray that it may twinkle,
for the longest time indeed. [sic sincere humble cowardly Song]

Words can be over-rated,
its the blank page that often inspires,
images tumbling over themselves,
waiting to be scribed by word-squires. [sic Pagan Paul]

Like this goose of a poem I'm holdin'
The deliberate silence of this is golden

Now don't be cheap
and don't be crass

hold your words until the last
without donkey ears your still being an a... [sic Green Trees]

The symmetry of her eyes collapsed into the void............
....sixteen teardrops spilled on the morning sky............
............Colorless and absurd............................
............the sunrise misplaces past happiness............
Future was you [sic Kyte]

Your poem is good but mine is better
You should feel the poem, writing doesn't matter [sic Daman Singh]

I do nothing
Others do it for me [sic Dennis Faulk]

To all the confusing things that roam my head and heart that I cannot read what it’s actually telling me. [sic Sara]

The eyes sees genuineness that mind yearns
The heart feels what it needs to learn,
Yet all is but God's ultimate plan!
Life amidst it's hustsles goes on and on. [sic Saumya]

Broken Chains
Free me,break these chains of *******
Chains that bound and confine me to rules
Shackles that control me against my will
Fetters that make me submit to emotions
Irons that make me less humane,free me
Till all that's left are broken chains. [sic Abi]

Feelings so fierce as they swarm inside
No escape as theyey spin and spin
I try to open a door
To let them out
At last, the page is blank [sic Lin]

light for sure
shy of ardor
less is more
why try harder? [Ian Woods]

And thus the blankness left,
And the void was filled.

Just in case you don't know what "sic" means, it's just a short way of saying I've copied and pasted exactly what was added in the comments section of the original, "The Invisible Poem: Blank Verse."
Special thanks to all the above contributors. I apologize for not asking permission to repost your verses. Any poet wishing me to delete his or her contribution can contact me to do so. But why?

#poets #collaborationpoem #hellopoetrypoets

Saumya Dec 2017

Happy To Be Yours

Your eyes,
makes me smile more,
Your voice,
has all cures,
Your lips,
I crave, having more and more,
Your hugs,
alleys all feelings of being alone,
I'm so happy...so glad....and so blessed
To be yours.

I'm happy, happy to be yours.

Minutes, Hours and Days passed.
And so did the years,
oh how quickly they last.
We fought,
We laughed,
We shared,
And cared,
We smiled,
We giggled,
We cried,
And it all went through every year,
In time and tides.
I knew you then,
But i know you now,
My frowns are replaced,
By my blush now.
I'm so happy....so glad...and so blessed
To be yours.

I'm happy, happy to be yours.

How could I not see this you,
That I can see now,
I was so blind, so unaware,
and such a fool to not understand.
Our fights made us wise,
Our tears made us strong.
And we were always there for each other,
In all storms.
I always loved the way how
You patched up.
You wept more, when
things were messed up.
Your smile was something,
That could heal my weeping soul,
And your cuddles were something,
That I relished most..
I'm glad that those arms are mine now,
Mine forever, and mine for now.
I'm so happy...so glad...and so blessed
To be yours.

I'm happy, happy to be yours.

You've made me smile,
In times I felt like crying,
You saved my soul,
When I was all alone..
You perceived me,
When I was expressionless.
You've made me, 'me'
When I had everything
Except, that faith in me .
You induced courage,
When I lacked that in me.
You taught me everything i needed to know,
And made my world,
Beautiful than snow.

You're a pure treasure, treasure to my soul,
And I'd love to be imprisoned,
Imprisoned in your heart and soul.
Not just for this day, Not just for the coming days
But for the years, that I can witness more..
I'm so glad, so happy...and so blessed
To be yours.*

I'm happy, happy to be yours.

© 2017 Saumya

Saumya Nov 2017

Insomnia (Collaboration with Jobira)

Sleep, that sets weariness aside,
Eyes that dream so free each night,
Of life to be a pure delight,
Yet wanders off to the darker sides.

I kept drowning further deep
To catch-up with your pace
But as I get closer and sway,
I seem to not touch your face

Your love is taking me
A place I have never been
To a heavenly garden
Where grows no pain

Darkness has fallen
Nobody is insight
My eyes are wide shut
But I see your guiding light

A light that makes me
Blush in delight!
The garden grape green,
The flowers smelling serene,
The glowworms glitters,
In this landscape yellow, reds and greens.

From your gardens of fruits
I want to have a tasty feast
For you’re the pleasure I seek
Take me home before I’m awake

Not for me,
Not for you,
Not for us,
But for the 'love' that entangles us,
Entangles hearts and soul.
Take me home,
For the heaven's sake.
Take me home, please
Before I'm awake.

I am sleeping in my dreams
But wide awake in yours
I feel completely addled
And lost my ways of truths

If insomnia has a different side
I would remain sleeping
I need not wake up soon
From this pleasant view dreaming.

For it makes me cry,
It makes me smile
Like a happy child
With hopes so high,
Those hopes,
I know, shall never die!

@jobira &
@Saumya

**=Jobira's lines.

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Thankyou for reading, Commenting and the reactions :)

#insomnia #sleep

Saumya Aloysius Mar 2017

as Much as we argue

As much as we argue
As much as we fight
We always turn it around by the end of the night

I really do love you
I really do care
I really hope you will always be there

Saumya Aloysius

Saumya Aloysius Aug 2016

Happy Birthday My Dearest Pras

You’ve always been
My gorgeous queen
And you’ve always been
The loveliest woman
I have ever seen
For me you are
My life’s celebrity
You’re the one
Who got me this far
You’ll every time be
The one who makes me blessed
And you’ll always be
The impeccable life companion for me
And you’ve made mine full
Happy birthday
My dearest Pras

Saumya Aloysius

She has been the light & shadow of mine. I love her a lot.

Saumya Aloysius May 2016

August Wind

You blow
Sweeping away
The dead leaves
And
Memories;
Sweet and bitter,
Off
Making both
Nature and I
Despondent
Allowing
The Sunlight
To soak up
The wet
Making
The land
A wasteland
Beasts running
Behind mirage
In quest of
Water until
Die
No more
Rainy clouds, buds
And bees
No happiness
But
The barrenness

SAUMYA ALOYSIUS

Saumya Aloysius May 2020

Love's so amazing

My love for you is
like the violent sea
So powerful & deep
it will forever be

Through gale, wind &
heavy rain
It will hold our
every pain

Our hearts are
so pure & sweet
I love you more
with every heartbeat

- Saumya Aloysius

Saumya Aloysius May 2020

I love to & I wanna

I love to
Sit on a Bench
To have a cup of coffee
With my Chumps
In the evening
While looking at
The sun setting down

I want to run
Along The Damascus
Alongside my Sweetheart
I love to Tie a ribbon at
The shrine Of John
The Baptist

I wanna be
At Azm, The palace
To see the beauty of the River,
Orontes I wanna take
A Selfie or two
I wanna swim to
Break the monotony

I love to
Get lost amongst
The ‘Pinus brutia’
I wanna play with them
I wanna hang around
Them both day & night

I wanna Serin, the Finch
to chirp Harmoniously
I wanna see him
Flying up in the sky

I love to fly a kite with
My friends next door
I wanna see it flying
Up in the sky
If the wind takes it away
We love to run behind
The kite

I love to ride my bicycle
Through the Streets of Aleppo
I wanna be there & meet
Up my mates for
A chat

… … … … … … … … … … … ..

Saumya Aloysius

The poem has been written from the perspective of a Syrian Youth.

A migrant Syrian youth wants Syria to be a place full of peace, harmony & beautiful. He has the intention to be there as soon as possible. He is lost in a country that is totally unknown to him. He has not forgotten the memories he has had in Aleppo, one of the cities badly affected by the ongoing battle. He just can’t wait in a land which is totally strange & weird. He hopes that everything will be good in Syria.

Saumya Aloysius Sep 2020

Bottom Of My Heart

Don't talk any longer, my love
just look at me & listen
you’ll realize
how I feel
Look into my eyes
and you'll see your name
my soul's broken mirror
I love you more than you ever believe
like you are my life
other half of mine
my angel
Look around you
has anyone loved you more than I do?
No, never cry, my love
'cause you'll make me bleed.
Always be happy
'cause your smile gives me life
I breathe when you breathe
But forgive me
for what I say
I know you feel nothing
Nothing at all
For you, I'm just a silly game
that you played with once
and now you hate and
even to look at
I'm sorry for my feelings
I know they drown you
they don't set you free
Come and tell me you hate me
that there's no other chance
no fake hope
Don't show me, but tell me
And then I will leave
I swear I will leave you
my endless pain
It's not your fault
I can't blame you
it's me who loves you
Tell me the truth
and you'll never see your name in my eyes again & again,
'cause I'll keep our past and my love
in the bottom of my heart
and I'll be gone & gone
forever

-Saumya Aloysius

- While traveling to the University of Kelaniya for my masters

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