END AND BEYOND
Not an hour passed, let alone a day
indifference, dropped; for some other time
but that time was not far, for it turned around fast
buried, it should have been, to let it not cast.
.
Not a day passed, let alone a week
greatness, felt; to be forever
not as against others, for thyself prime
for time turned again
realizing it wasn’t even worth a dime.
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Indifference or greatness, don’t matter then
its after a while that you realize
all that time, no low all high
now getting high is a far cry.
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At then, you wait restless though
for atleast it came, no anger so
to forget what happened in the day
for good happens rare
to start all over and make hay.
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Feeling like a fool
that then, was pride, yes I am
yes I am, in that big stride
different from what you feel now
‘coz you gave your all
but not good enough was your best
but blame has to rest
but finger to be pointed
but avoid, keep that anger
inside you, under the hood
the state you are in, not thoughtful
of, for you, what’s bad what’s good
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What’s bad what’s good, for good you strive
to make a life and not just survive
go back, go back to what you wrote once
yes, the quiet burial, back by few months
started with seven, ended at five
the sins you were not able to define
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Learn, put a stop, the urge to blame
take the biggest sin at the edge of the flame
no mistrust, no mistrust was ever planted
all you did was, you took her for granted.
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Say love has a mind of its own
refute, to the core, cease the bond
for power lies, not in love
but in end and beyond
end, not to stop the selfless lies
but instead, Energy Never Dies.
Monday, November 1, 2010
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5 comments:
hmmmm... after a hiatus, the poet is back...
thoda heavy hai....
"all you did was, you took her for granted" - mujhe totally negative toh nahi laga, but those who haven't read '21 or unlucky 7' or 'the quiet burial' will not get those references...
but a different genre altogether... loved the novelty in the attempt.. mera hamesha mushy mushy hota hai aur tera stark, but the starkness here is softened by the love from a broken heart.. and best part, it doesnt get bitter about break ups or heart breaks... aur jo ek anger ke expression se chalu hui thi poem, woh bhi kam ho gayi gradually..
so, in totality, i loved it.. keep writing :)))
I did not understand it !!!!, perhaps too good for me
@souvik i need to go back to my original style. dark and deep. sarcastic and crazy. i would hate to be a matured poet now!
@sudhanshu nothing "too good" about it man... just that sometimes words are hard to come by! so lack of good words lead to crazy sentence structures maybe.
little bit of love
little bit of crush
little bit of fight
makes one come close
and greet each other good night!!!
you are good PD ,keep it up bus baad mein matlab samja dena
ye to poem pe poem ho gaya...
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