"upto" poems
Well before you know anything else about him,
I'm so happy right now, with my eyes filled upto brim,
Well yeah, it's about a special friend of mine,
Call him a friend, a daddy or a birdie, all are fine.
He's a down to Earth person, with no time to even show it!
Yet people call my birdie, insensitive!
I don't know what do they want to say,
And why as negative they want him to be portrayed.
He's not weird, just unique,
He's not being selective,just doing something for himself for the first time,
You can't call him Selfish.
He's not you, He's not me,
He's better support than us, you'll see!
He's an awesome person, with his awesomeness obscure,
That doesn't make him insecure!
He's no good around people you say,
But in reality, He's the same around all..
He's not fake, expressions he doesn't feel like he doesn't know how to make.
He's just too good the way he reacts,
'cause there's just one way he acts,
That's same,
And no adjective I know,
Could complete his name...
I call him a dad as of yet,
So that such an independent person of humanity,
I don't forget.
**Dad, Please stay
Stay my
Dad **
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 8:24 PM UTC
Fifty years of peace,
Not always been bliss,
But they've all been filled with hope,
Seeing things get dope ;)
Going up the slope,
Christian nation,
So proud of this declaration,
But it doesn't mean other religions we can not allow,
There's always been freedom of worship even upto now.
Mother Zambia,indeed you're as peaceful as a mother,
Interesting and vibrant like a brother,
Loving as a sister.
Free from disaster,
Blessed are you among all nations,
These are my simple declarations,
That you shall exceed,
Greatness you shall supersede,
As I continue to intercede,
For your eventual success
You shall stand out in the masses.
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 1:25 PM UTC
I'll ride in a unicorn if I had a chance
Go visit the hidden garden and take a glance
I'll go drop and make a dance in the moon
Through the magic carpet and massive balloon.
I'll watch the star from falling
Tie a hanky and keep myself wishing
I'll fly with the help of the birds
Make a big conversation with the clouds.
I'll submerge in the sea to play with Ariel
Dance under water and collect shell
I'll travel to visit Alice in the Wonderland
Not minding the dirt in the sand.
I'll ride on the plane and go to Paris
Tour myself in the city of poetry
I'll go to Eiffel Tower to have my dream come true
I don't care if I will go alone, atleast I have my happiness upto my bone.
Paris will be an amazing trip, but it isn't enough
I want to go visit the Queen
In the place where my favorite boyband has been
The place called London, the land I wish I was on.
It's always an amazing thing to imagine
And there is no other place for this, only in this piece.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 8:40 AM UTC
Indeed, it is lifeless
But it gives life to her hopes.
It is a witness;
Witness of her all time pains.
It is her friend whom
She shares her thoughts with.
She looks into a distance
Upto the place her eyes can see,
Tears flow down vigourously.
Yet, hope remains deep down the heart.
It shines;
Along with it shine her faiths,
Her faiths would have died a long ago
If it did not exist.
She gazes into its light,
It says to her,"your wait is not wasted."
She strengthens...
She grows stronger with the words.
When everything faded away,
When darkness covered the dawn of life,
When there was shadow all over,
It had helped her fight;
Fight with the pessimism of life.
To the rest of the world,
It was just a piece of mud.
But to her,
It was 'THE DIYO'
Her courage, her belief and her faith
Whose never ending light
Would provide her
A reason to fight and survive.
Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 9:49 PM UTC
Creep upto me,
And give me a hug.
Then disappear again,
If you like,
I promise I won't tell.
Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 3:53 AM UTC
Clear your mind
Passion may look your fascination
But believe in your gratification
And if it is what you look upto perfection
Do give it your certification
Clear your mind
Orb may contain your lee
People may look lovely
But maybe its not really
There is always may be misapprehension
Clear your mind
Maybe things attract you completely
And you find them never leaving
And get into it without screening
But heartthrobing goes heartbreaking
Clear your mind
Nothing's gonna last forever
Except your beliefs and hardwork
So here is a thing to hard think
Clear Your Mind
—A.A.
Feb 6, 2013
Feb 6, 2013 at 5:35 PM UTC
Loving someone is a confusing task.
Its that point of time when people don't really understand what they are upto.
Maybe its because, when we fall in love, we are not only driven by the modern world instincts, but also by traits which we've inherited from our earliest ancestors.
Its an amalgam of varying emotions resulting from numerous hormones.
We get involved in the act of love either to enrich out lives or to generate lives...its all logic.
However, the simplest act of expressing or explaining this strange feeling, appears to be a mammoth task for most.
We call it 'love' just like we call God 'God', but its just a verbal pronunciation for things we don't understand, for things which are much greater than just the words...
We say 'I love you' but we mean so much more, even the most beautiful poems cannot possibly explain it properly.
Hundreds of letters written by a lover cannot compensate for the lover in person,
10000 words cannot compensate for a simple gesture or an act of love.
Words are just sounds which transmit thoughts from one mind to the other,
But in order to touch the deepest core of the brain, which is the heart, one must go way beyond the thoughts, way beyond those 10000 words.
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 2:40 PM UTC
Thrown into a sea of perfection.
Drowning under the falsity of cosmetics.
A fake smile is more geniune,
you taught me that.
Covering myself up with what you find ideal.
Starving myself for your love,
turning a blind eye on the bruises you leave everytime I slip up.
I have memorised your words by heart,
tattoed them on my wrist.
I hear them everytime I breath.
"LIVE UPTO MY PERFECTION"
Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 8:48 AM UTC
Look upto him. He's no stranger.
Miles don't matter when blood is this thick.
Thank him. You have been who you are because of him.
Love him. And he loves you back unconditionally.
Miss him. Because you know you are safe in his presence.
Until next time. I love you brother.
Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 2:13 PM UTC
Day goes on and days pass by
i don't know what m doin right now
I linger here n i mingle there
i don't know what am upto
This filthy mood n layering roof
Shutting doors n ringing phones
Chucking people n ******* weather
Strange outlook n fishy monsoon
Winters heading n lethargy prevailing
Less laconic n more problematic
More on fashion less in season
Exhausted fights n dull lights
To sweep all out magic has to be loud
—A.A.
Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 5:11 PM UTC
Life is one of those questions we would all like to answer
Love is a game that we all like to play.
Play with our hearts and feelings
we do this every single day.
Sometimes through happiness,
sometimes regret,
sometimes things can happen that we'd all like to forget.
Yet we will get on with our lives and rarely ever let,
another player roll our dice
to decide on where we go,
a day to go by without letting someone know.
Know the feelings that are in us, the need to speak the truth.
We merely just get stuck in a game, a game that we get used.
Used to playing,
together or alone.
People state that.
the heart it is a home
A home we welcome visitors to,
Stay.
Linger there forever, or just spend a day.
A memory is a moment that is forged down deep within our heart, it is a single solitary snippet of life with which you cannot part.
Let go of or forget.
It's part of our life.
It's become part of this game.
It's there until game over, it shall always here remain.
Pulled into contention as part of the big question that is;
What's the meaning of life?
as within yourself you question,
what if?
What of this love I felt, how can it now cease, was it destined to be my life, my answer, my secret *** of gold.
The love the stories mention that you shall never get to hold.
Hold in your arms, with their head upon your chest.
Hold upto the skies as they rise above the rest.
Its something to always ponder on, as if that were the case
I thought I understood the question and found my own meaning of life
Yet I'm still part of this race so there's still time to decide.
So maybe there might just be a chance, that it could be true.
Life has more than one meaning.
and maybe for me it wasn't you.
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 1:07 PM UTC
Before I die please tell me how you do all this ,
How are you carrying me? how you kept a stupid me sharing extreme bliss,
How you do all of this ; being polite and kissing with your prayers,
Knowing that may be it won't give you what you deserve and end up devastated with a sharp spear ,
That spear dipped in poison of pain,
And sorrow along with only threatening thunder but no soothening rain,
The rain which relieves the painful emotions,
Which are highly toxic and in extreme end up with potions ,
It's not just a big heart which take all hurt inside ,
And just pushing endless Love outside,
Even if I annoy you; tease you or push you off the ease and stab you from inside ,
You don't manage you just put them aside ,
Put it in the trash can and wrap me with care and made yourself so polite ,
Is it really possible to do without no reason at all,
Or there is something like a big treasure at the end of this fall?
I mean really is there any big worth behind all of this?
Or just it's only you and only just board me up in your boat; oh no not a boat it's a ship ,
Ship carrying every thing which can make things more than ease,
Counting from a little help upto a endless number of beautiful moments with ,
Are you a human? do you really exist?
I have numerous of questions for you; will you stay in contact forever ?
And if you don't I don't have a problem but I wish for you God must give you happiness in a big basket everyday and a person to love you every second.
Nov 25, 2017
Nov 25, 2017 at 12:01 PM UTC
Who knew our late night conversations would turn into confessions?
Kisses in the parking lot,
Hands intertwined,
the ink on our body fading,
I think I see the stars reflected in your eyes.
We laughed when we saw your demons drown
We could run away in just a ball gown.
They think it's just a phase
They call us insane
but they don't need to know anything.
They think we are sins
but they don't know what goes on within
They think that we are upto something.
We've been driving for 13 miles now
Who knows if they ever find out?
All I need is your everything.
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 2:02 PM UTC
An angel told me yesterday
To live
One has to die first
And I did
Now is this life
Where my thoughts corrode
My innerself
And mind takes over
My Senses
And finds no solace
The Chaos balancing two opposites
Continues to lives in past
Looks upto future
But never stays
In
The present
Is this life
Where all one does
Is to pay for
Past
Karma as they call
While one does not even know
How much balance one still has
To pay
How can I live my life
When
Whenever I ask the angels
They let me die
Another death.
Sep 13, 2010
Sep 13, 2010 at 4:20 AM UTC
*I remember the first time I said hello
The evening sky was funny blue
But the Sunset was somewhat mellow
And to tell the truth I hadn't a clue
Of what I was upto speaking like that
Thought it would exasperate
But instead you laughed from the start
While I went on, and I felt great
I've met a lot of girls in my endeavors
Yet meeting you was my favorite
Straight away you did me no favors
But yes, that was just alright
I realized you were a thing worth the strive
And winning you over after a longtime,I felt alive*
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 11:41 AM UTC
Lips razor sharp
Smile more of a smirk
Sword as her best friend
She could take over the world
Goddess of war she was called
But she was a woman
For the times weren’t right
And for them it was all
Had she been here today
Everyone would’ve bowed
Because goddess of war she is
And this time it is all
The epitome of a woman
With bravery , beauty and brain
Curse they considered
As a Boon it will be remembered
They became raged
When Athena shone bright
For what they remember her
They did bow down in fright
Goddess of wisdom , goddess of war
Favourite daughter of Zeus she was
The most wisest , the most courageous
A favour of Hera’s ire it was
Welcome here Athena
For the world now craves you
An example of a true warrior
And an idol to look upto
Most ingenious of Olympian gods
Power ran in her blood
As for war she was born
And as for war she will die
Every girl is now Athena
That is what the world needs
Standing up to the wrong
B’cause that is what Athena means.
Just like everything
times should change
Throne was for Athena
And for her it shall remain.
Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 2:59 AM UTC
Created by perfection,
Not from without but with great intention,
Physically,you're flawless.
From your toes to your face,
Upto the longest strand of your hair,
Believing this may be a great dare,
But its true,
Its true that the flaws flow from within you,
Not your body,physique or biological make up but the mind,
And to this notion;most of us are blind.
Accepting and loving yourself the way you are,
Makes you shine flawlessly like a star.
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 10:03 AM UTC
I need you to hold my hand,
i need you to hold me,
i need you to count my tears
one,two or upto infinity,
i need you to place my random thoughts in a band,
i need you to make me move,
from the sadness grove,
i need you to represent my myself,
i need you because i dont want to fail,
i need you to help me fresh air inhale,
i need you to talk and share,
i need you because i want to complete my prayer,
to the god to make every thing all right,
i need you in my every fight,
i need you to love my scars,
i need you in my empty sky as shining stars,
i need you to bring the solitude of aticate,
i need you as my best friend,
i need you as my all above,
i need you as my luck and love.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 11:58 AM UTC
The judgement place the judgement time,
is all mean to all are defined,
it's in the hand of devine,
but i guessed all the terms of dignity in mine,
after getting this feel,
become the cruel man and want to steal,
the chain of laws & want to rearrange it,
to add my own aspects to it,
but i always loose the balance of true or false,
and stuck between the negetive bouncing *****
behind the justice walls of separation,
difference is of the conditon,
which forms the situation of bad deeds,
detoration of the relation between person whom i need,
so i left all upon the luck,
where & upto which high l'll go in life but,
i still walking on the same path on same street.
Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 7:27 AM UTC
You deserve
Someone
Who
Never
Gives up
You deserve
The One
Who embraces
Your soul
You deserve
That One
Who
Keeps you
Priority
You deserve
The One
Who listens
Who replies
Who feels like home
And
The rest is
Upto you
Nov 1, 2019
Nov 1, 2019 at 11:34 AM UTC
**What if, i didn't find my calling?
Do you love me the way i am?**
Neither very attractive,
Nor hardworking.
Neither a sportsman,
Nor a marksman.
Neither an engineer,
Nor a doctor.
Neither a poet,
Nor an artist.
Neither a boon,
Nor a bane.
Do you love me the way i am?
My grades are not upto the mark,
Yet i could be much more than you could ask!
People call me vain,
Passions none to name.
May not fulfill dreams cherished by you,
May not walk on the path shown by you!
Do you love me the way i am?
All what my peers have is better than mine!
For me, unconditional love is just fine!
Oh my dear parents!
Am i not worthy?
**Maybe someday I'll find my calling!
Till then, please love me the way i am?**
Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 6:43 AM UTC
I know its late, but it’s a Sunday
a lazy sunny morning
after the stormy night yesterday
and all I want is to lie
right here beside you amongst the pillows
and nuzzle upto you
bury my face in your chest
and feel your warmth inching its way from
my heart to my toes
the aches and pains of the week
slowly melting away in your bear hug
and my world lighting up
with your smile
“aren’t you getting up?”, you ask
my eyes are stuck together with sleep
I’m not ready to let the world in yet
want to shut it out today
but you are persistent
i see you’ve been up before me
i smell the coffee in your breath
***i find coffee-flavoured lips
are quite addictive***
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
Sep 16, 2012
Sep 16, 2012 at 12:57 AM UTC
I have been to the mountains where I have cried.
I climb hills not for the vista.
I climb for falling down the rabbit hole.
Then, I plummet down the icy gully.
I have drowned in bathtubs where I have smiled.
I swim in cold bathtubs not due to recklessness.
I swim to delude my presence.
Then, I hitch-hike upto the peak.
I do these things I cannot understand.
Reality slips away,
like fresh snow and water slip from my bare hands.
I climb to the mountain and fall to the bathtub.
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 9:00 AM UTC
From your neck
Crawling its way up to your head,
Like a river cutting across soft land
The pain follows upto your brow .
You squint your eyes
And shake your head,
The pain taps your mind.
This is the pain from hopelessness
There is no escape, feel it,
Embrace it.
Pray that it busts your head open
And your brain splashes across your bed.
Pray that you evaporate
That you disappear,
Leave back a stain
For that is what your life has been.
You lay on your back
Silence broken by the blood
Running around in your otherwise limp body,
And you hear a screech, a whisper
A mocking?
You turn your empty
But strangely heavy head,
You see the creature
whose children you killed that evening.
You had hunched over the broken egg,
Its insides now spilled outside,
And the other one still lay across.
You had nothing to do,
You wiped the goop that could be life
With a torn bit of paper ,
Haphazardly poured water
And wiped again.
Who would say
The floor had seen death today.
The other egg you rolled to the side,
You knew the creature would cry tonight.
You went about with your life.
The creature is swelled up again,
You noticed
Life would get a chance again,
That is how it works you wonder,
But she must be furious
You see her staring at you.
You are sorry you say.
That's all you had to say
Until today.
Today you are thinking of striking a deal with her
Today you will ask her
To spill your head open
The way you had spilled her egg.
You will ask her to give you peace,
To give you your awaited escape
And in return she can have her justice.
Tell her you can be killed,
All she has to do is drop you
From a height
The way you had dropped her egg
From her home, your rolled mattress.
The only difference you had no intention
Of taking away someone else's life
But your own.
So today ask her to correct your mistake.
My blood will be wiped
My stain will be removed
Someone else will take my place.
May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 11:45 AM UTC
You really want to make it upto me?
You better be sorry and let it be!
I've every right to be mad at you
You've made me cry every night, you got no clue
I regret every minute, I cared for you
I can't imagine what were you expecting me to do
All that mattered is your own point of view
You didn't even bother to ask me if it was true
If You really want to make it upto me
You better be sorry and let it be
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 7:47 AM UTC