On the bridge I stand all alone,
Glancing down I see a stream flowing beneath me.
A tranquil atmosphere with only the music of the waves to satisfy my ears.
I observe as the rays of light dance with the waves,
A beautiful waltz most passer-by’s fail to recognize.
The stream invites everyone,
But most fall short of hearing its call.
The water soars along, dancing and singing.
As it flows, it smiles.
A small dimple forming on its crystal clear skin.
The trees engulf the brook,
Desiring a part in this stunning composition.
They lower their branches to touch the surface of the water.
A few stems escape from their morose existence and join in,
Holding hands of leaves that help them glide through.
A flower gently detaches herself from her mother,
As the song of the rivulet beckons her.
A few harmonious stones respond to the music,
And add their melodies to the orchestra.
While the stern and severe ones let the invitation pass.
Little baby birds chirp from their nests,
Wishing they could fly,
As they watch the streamlet with longing eyes.
I stand gazing down
As the musical dance travels away,
Entertaining many more along the way,
Who open their eyes wide enough to see.
The Memory Remains......
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Dawn
A flashback.
And I shift through the various stages of my incomplete life.
An ugly toddler,
A solitary child,
And an undesirable teenager.
Rejection defines her.
She’s already died so many times,
But she still survives.
The hunger in her is cold and ruthless.
A dying child in her resides.
To challenge destiny and the ways of god,
To prove that she exists.
A person and not just a mere shadow.
A leader and not a follower.
Years dash past,
And the present looks brighter.
A bean of light slowly emerges from the darkness.
Illuminating the path to success.
Nurturing the seeds of a new destiny.
Reviewing my future,
And fostering the birth of a fresh fate and fortune.
Silently I peek out of my window,
And glance up with hope.
The vast sky looks at me.
I see the night slowly fading away,
The sun rises leisurely,
A new day has begun.
And I shift through the various stages of my incomplete life.
An ugly toddler,
A solitary child,
And an undesirable teenager.
Rejection defines her.
She’s already died so many times,
But she still survives.
The hunger in her is cold and ruthless.
A dying child in her resides.
To challenge destiny and the ways of god,
To prove that she exists.
A person and not just a mere shadow.
A leader and not a follower.
Years dash past,
And the present looks brighter.
A bean of light slowly emerges from the darkness.
Illuminating the path to success.
Nurturing the seeds of a new destiny.
Reviewing my future,
And fostering the birth of a fresh fate and fortune.
Silently I peek out of my window,
And glance up with hope.
The vast sky looks at me.
I see the night slowly fading away,
The sun rises leisurely,
A new day has begun.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Loss

Days flash past
Night’s torture and torment.
It’s a part of my past,
Dead and buried deep inside,
But it still hurts.
Memories kill every time they trigger inside my mind,
Feelings of dread and sorrow linger within my soul.
I pray for these thoughts to disappear,
And wish this pain and suffering finally ends.
I thought I was dead and tried to be cold,
When u came and apologized.
I couldn’t forgive you,
Too much had happened.
I tried to forget.
Told myself that you will change,
And everything would go back to normal.
But you didn’t.
Betrayed me again and I was certain that it’s over.
I was right.
Somewhere deep inside,
A slight feeling of guilt remains.
Maybe I was to blame,
Maybe I was what went wrong,
Or maybe not.
A longing to go back and change the situation,
And alter my decisions engulfs me.
I assume its time for me to realize
That it’s over and long gone.
And move on with my life.
But it still hurts.
I just didn’t lose a mere friend,I lost a part of myself.
Night’s torture and torment.
It’s a part of my past,
Dead and buried deep inside,
But it still hurts.
Memories kill every time they trigger inside my mind,
Feelings of dread and sorrow linger within my soul.
I pray for these thoughts to disappear,
And wish this pain and suffering finally ends.
I thought I was dead and tried to be cold,
When u came and apologized.
I couldn’t forgive you,
Too much had happened.
I tried to forget.
Told myself that you will change,
And everything would go back to normal.
But you didn’t.
Betrayed me again and I was certain that it’s over.
I was right.
Somewhere deep inside,
A slight feeling of guilt remains.
Maybe I was to blame,
Maybe I was what went wrong,
Or maybe not.
A longing to go back and change the situation,
And alter my decisions engulfs me.
I assume its time for me to realize
That it’s over and long gone.
And move on with my life.
But it still hurts.
I just didn’t lose a mere friend,I lost a part of myself.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
The Little Girl
Where is she?
I look around & find her missing. She's been gone for quite a while. The little girl that I used to be has lost herself somewhere through time. I miss her.
There is so much I need to tell her. So much to teach her. I want to let her know that being scared of the darkness in the end of the alley is not the answer. Be sure to believe in yourself & in your dreams. Life is a carnaval of pleasant memories and unpleasant accidents, but when the time is gone and the day over, you wish you could re-live it.
How do you learn to forget the accidents so easily and start romanticising the past? Why is it that everything that has happened is always more beautiful than everything that is happening?
Time plays such strange games. One moment your scared to step out of the safety and comfort of your home and the next your ready to search the world for your destiny.
Sometimes I wish I could be that girl again and soar through the heavens riding my white pony. But I grew up, I guess everyone does. And somewhere between licking ice-cream from my face to running madly around the fields,the girl that was scared to express her views and afraid that people might judge her too harshly has died.
I look around & find her missing. She's been gone for quite a while. The little girl that I used to be has lost herself somewhere through time. I miss her.
There is so much I need to tell her. So much to teach her. I want to let her know that being scared of the darkness in the end of the alley is not the answer. Be sure to believe in yourself & in your dreams. Life is a carnaval of pleasant memories and unpleasant accidents, but when the time is gone and the day over, you wish you could re-live it.
How do you learn to forget the accidents so easily and start romanticising the past? Why is it that everything that has happened is always more beautiful than everything that is happening?
Time plays such strange games. One moment your scared to step out of the safety and comfort of your home and the next your ready to search the world for your destiny.
Sometimes I wish I could be that girl again and soar through the heavens riding my white pony. But I grew up, I guess everyone does. And somewhere between licking ice-cream from my face to running madly around the fields,the girl that was scared to express her views and afraid that people might judge her too harshly has died.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Together till the end
Relish tonight, as it is the beginning of forever
A promise,
A reward for enduring life so long….alone.
The trust and belief in each other
And the security of a lifetime together.
A decision to ignore
Or to simply rise above the pain of the past and look beyond.
Cherish the moments spent together and securing the flame of love .
The merge of two spirits to form a new life together.
The covenant, which at once binds two souls and yet severs prior ties.
The celebration of the chance taken and the beautiful challenge that lies ahead.
For always, two will be stronger than one.
A pair against the tides and turns of the violent ocean ahead.
And love will always be the guiding force in life.
For tonight is mere formality,
A declaration to the world of undying love and unfaltering belief.
Of feelings long held inside
And promises made long ago….
In this sacred place in our hearts….
A promise,
A reward for enduring life so long….alone.
The trust and belief in each other
And the security of a lifetime together.
A decision to ignore
Or to simply rise above the pain of the past and look beyond.
Cherish the moments spent together and securing the flame of love .
The merge of two spirits to form a new life together.
The covenant, which at once binds two souls and yet severs prior ties.
The celebration of the chance taken and the beautiful challenge that lies ahead.
For always, two will be stronger than one.
A pair against the tides and turns of the violent ocean ahead.
And love will always be the guiding force in life.
For tonight is mere formality,
A declaration to the world of undying love and unfaltering belief.
Of feelings long held inside
And promises made long ago….
In this sacred place in our hearts….
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Staying Alive
She opened her eyes slowly and looked at me,
Acknowledged my presence and tried to smile,
Weakness gave in and she closed her eyes again..
Never before have I seen her so fragile,
I wanted to comfort her,
Tell her that everything would return to normal,
But I felt my own feet trembling.
I sat down on the chair next to the bed and stared at her,
Cursing god and asking him questions I knew only he had answers to,
I felt tears filling up my eyes,
I’ve got to be strong I told myself.
I gazed at the lady asleep in front of me,
And realized how strong she is,
Even with the oxygen mask on her face and medicines all around her,
She portrayed courage and determination.
Fighting with destiny and struggling with fate.
First time in my life I realized,
That she’s not immortal but eternal,
She’s an everlasting angel forever by my side.
My power, my soul and my spirit
That’s my mother
Acknowledged my presence and tried to smile,
Weakness gave in and she closed her eyes again..
Never before have I seen her so fragile,
I wanted to comfort her,
Tell her that everything would return to normal,
But I felt my own feet trembling.
I sat down on the chair next to the bed and stared at her,
Cursing god and asking him questions I knew only he had answers to,
I felt tears filling up my eyes,
I’ve got to be strong I told myself.
I gazed at the lady asleep in front of me,
And realized how strong she is,
Even with the oxygen mask on her face and medicines all around her,
She portrayed courage and determination.
Fighting with destiny and struggling with fate.
First time in my life I realized,
That she’s not immortal but eternal,
She’s an everlasting angel forever by my side.
My power, my soul and my spirit
That’s my mother
Monday, February 25, 2008
Goodbye
This is a poem I wrote when I ws around 13 years old....a poem very close to my heart...!!!
Hopefully you'll love it as much as I do..!!
Endless talks and midnight call
contradiction until one of us falls
Amidst this as time flies by
I know that someday we’ll say goodbye
When other guys came and touched me
It was fun to see you fry
Amidst this as time flies by
I know that someday we’ll say goodbye
Along with your unnecessary protections
And our special silent conversations
Today, I finally sit down and cry
As I know, it’s almost time to say goodbye
Slowly, as tears fill up my eyes
I stare at you for the last time
Looking away I realize
That it’s already time to say goodbye
Hopefully you'll love it as much as I do..!!
Endless talks and midnight call
contradiction until one of us falls
Amidst this as time flies by
I know that someday we’ll say goodbye
When other guys came and touched me
It was fun to see you fry
Amidst this as time flies by
I know that someday we’ll say goodbye
Along with your unnecessary protections
And our special silent conversations
Today, I finally sit down and cry
As I know, it’s almost time to say goodbye
Slowly, as tears fill up my eyes
I stare at you for the last time
Looking away I realize
That it’s already time to say goodbye
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