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The Journey Continues… a poem

Trouble, only trouble for my soul I bring knowingly when I let my heart astray and walk along the way which leads nowhere but dilemmas and dismay (which we all know well). For the human I am, I will err. For the divinity made me, I can be better! A new morning with the constant Sun and a night with the moon will surely come, like yesterday. And I promise [...]

By | October 2nd, 2017|English Poems|2 Comments

You reach or Love comes? | Poem

  "No! I shall never go back! "Never shall I! "I never shall go "to that street again!" Firm was his choice and flawed was his fate. Who could ever rejoice standing on the heaven's gate? Tell me any single soul unaffected by that Cupid's bow; show me that virgin heart ever unpierced by his arrow; "I know! Now I know! "I know for sure what you mean. "Time may [...]

By | September 21st, 2017|English Poems|0 Comments

My Insignificance – a poem

  The Sun rises every morning in the east but not for me alone! Gods have vanished from the earth long long ago - far from mankind but not just because of me they're gone! Scholars are born and so are the fools every day but no bills to me are shown! To many a battle I have been with my sword and shield but some are lost and some [...]

By | September 17th, 2017|English Poems|1 Comment

My Poetic Angst! | A Poem

  I wonder why I wander when I have my vision in front of me - smiling! Though, I do fear if my angst is her glory, tacitly for she speaks lesser. Should I then go back to my respite away from one and all? For once and forever this time! But O' life! O' that strange pleasant pain! Neither can I move nor stay! Who am I?   ...

By | September 13th, 2017|English Poems|0 Comments

Classical Dilemma | A Poem

  Should I? Shouldn't I? The sand falls. Pendulum swings with passing seconds. Lo! I lose; but should I submit my inability to make the move? Should I wait for the sands to fall? Or should I respond to the call coming from there, so near, so close to my ailing soul? Oh! Am I? That prince Who couldn't kill! No! I am master of my will and I surely [...]

By | September 11th, 2017|English Poems|0 Comments

She looks into the mirror – a poem

  She bends to see what rubbed her bare foot and picks the petal of that broken rose. She walks close to that mirror and observes her 'another' self. She blushes as touches her lips, cheeks and nose. She looks into her eyes and faces 'her'. She smiles as she blows that petal away and mutters some secret mantra. She showed the mirror to a mirror today and was happy [...]

By | September 8th, 2017|English Poems|2 Comments

Sweet Caprice: A poem

  And then one day, after years of solitude and wounds, I exchanged smiles, thoughts and those emotions which stay behind the worldly attire - clandestine. Did I meet my shadow? So familiar to me but not a part of me, certainly. The breeze; the petals; the flowers and the Sun, Moon and stars, all eager to come and shine. O Caprice! Quicker it came and in quickest was gone! [...]

By | September 3rd, 2017|English Poems|2 Comments

Conundrum – a poem

  Never too close, you were to my heart, the heart which could not be close to my soul, and soul which couldn't be mine ever. What had I to lose? What best could I get? And who defines the loss and gain? Pleasure and pain? Wilderness is sane and sanity in vain... saga of the world I live (and he left way before).

By | August 27th, 2017|English Poems|0 Comments

Soulless, am I?

Did not murder; did not commit some crime. Never abducted the wants of my neighbours and nor did I hunt a tree in its prime. Even on the crossroads, I did not make any deal! Where is my soul? Where is it gone? I do not feel; I do not sympathise; I do not cry when my brothers die and my sisters raped. Where is my soul? Am I the [...]

By | August 19th, 2017|English Poems|1 Comment

Paradigm Shift – A Poem

  Paradigm Shift I see there; I see the light evoking my steps which are caught, tied and stopped by none but myself. I see there; I see the light urging my soul to free itself. But with scars of the fresh wounds on my body, it cannot travel. I see there; I see the light pleading my 'mind' which is at peace with war, almost in an ineffable way [...]

By | August 9th, 2017|English Poems|0 Comments