Tag Archives: Self

now streaming : life

there’s so much to say so much
to discuss
unimaginable that all this while
we never
the stories you wanted to tell me
that night
how about when the cops stopped us
one time
a whole lot has happened since last
we spoke
the glint in your wide green eyes
i missed
the hint of the smile you flash
has evoked
let’s go out, talk, have fun just get
ready stat
connection is back, never mind, go
online, we’ll chat

a matter of words

sometimes it just so happens
you are thrust into responsibilities
uncontained
a life flashes by and echos of
misunderstandings brings words
unconstrained

momentary lapse and regret knocks
sinking heart pulses with self
disdain
escalation elevates erring enmity
encapsulating entire egos erstwhile
entrenched

maturity jumps ships exposing
baseless wounds of yore still
maintained
shiny times simply forgotten
a choice for misery
sustained

just a step in the right direction
or a step back consciously if not
abstained
a chance mayhaps at a journey
together without blades for tongues
retained

speech

clutched in my hand
lies a parchment
words they say, it reads
scrambled thoughts
syncing unceremoniously

unprovoked thoughts from
my soul to the page
a euphoria, soon dread
who knew how eyes pierced
through your heart

stutter, stumble significant
scary silence, snide snickers
sick stomach
survive stares, say something
school said scholars

let them know the control
squarely lies in sweaty palms
a clown they want
so don’t tell you are looking at
a gathering naked, just black socks

lullaby

the voices in my head
so many rumblings like
bees homebound
the first glance of the girl
in school uniform when
we were young
the first kiss on the lips
parted, nervous fun
the success and the failure
each towards something
something big and beautiful
a life. levied, lived, loved
memories shared with
strangers, secrets told
they are worth something
to me, if i’m being bold
stories to strangers like
water to parched tongue
a voice justified just might
quench the desire of
life but in minutes
somehow somewhere there’s
one exactly for this story
and yet the murmurs inside
my head fighting for authority
so many voices, so many pleads
everywhere
running like rabid dogs after
a thunderstorm
am i to search to no avail
or find within
somehow, the soothing sensation
of the one who first spoke to me
with love never seen before
undeniable, unquestionable
understanding
how could i forget that sweet
voice, none better i ever heard
go ahead, tell my story
mom

Good month, that January

Somehow I managed to write daily for the past month without missing a day. And I posted consistently on time. Well, more or less on time. When I started this little fad in January, I wasn’t sure how much longer I was gonna last. So I feel oddly proud to begin the next month with an achievement in the bag.

I write poems more than small essays, opinions, feelings or articles. Not because I love poems and nothing else (although this past month has helped me a lot in discovering great poems and that helps) but because I am lazy. There, I said it. I am very lazy. It started a long time ago when I wanted to jot down my thoughts and in the middle of writing I started feeling a little peckish. I knew leaving my diary down meant incomplete thoughts. So I took the easy way out. It worked. For some reason, I was happy with the final product and therein started the journey of a lazy writer.

Slowly, I did manage to understand them a bit better. Loving the way concise words presented complicated thoughts. Sometimes better than traditional writing. I still love both and would like to continue with both formats but my poems now are more than lazy thoughts. I hope everyone keeps enjoying the blog.

As always, I am open to suggestions that will help me get better. Do readers who read poems find normal articles worth their time? If you read this, feel free to reply. Let’s see what February  has in store. Cheers.

i am sin

lust

the more i stare
the more they stare back
i just want him
the one behind the mirror

gluttony

why am i to save
a life that’s not mine
for i am better
far better than you

greed

don’t pray for me
i don’t desire blessings
if you want however
your money will do

sloth

i could’ve eased your
pain when you were hurting
maybe next time
i’m busy tonight

wrath

you, insignificant you
i won’t let you get away
with what you did to me
my wrath will destroy you

envy

you chose him
the clown who made you laugh
after all the things
i bought you

pride

if you think it’ll work
i pity your rotten life
for there’s no one better
than me, i’m rejecting you

ignorance

i was always better
there were no mistakes i made
she’s the one who couldn’t
understand my eminence

illusion of life

gloom struck morning
cold. harsh, biting
i’m invisible to you

deep, hollow sorrow
might last even tomorrow
you want it to go

empty street
none to greet
you don’t know what to do

just look up at the sky
dark clouds passing by
do you see me now?

there i am
to make you feel better
behind every cloud

now you see me.
you looked sad before
now you don’t