Showing posts with label Poetry ( Feeble Try ). Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry ( Feeble Try ). Show all posts

Tuesday, 1 October 2013

Blushes Of Your Love


For those laughter
and the blushes you miss.
Days of wishes
and your love with Kiss
A few words I scribble
just to bring a smile of bliss

Nights when you miss her
and sketch!
moving your fingers
and giving her feather touch
The lines you find, would
come alive
and someday she would
come to you Live!
I don't want to give 
you false dreams
Still I wish that she
must come back
and give you surprise.

On other hand,
Everything doesn't seems
to be fine
Cause love doesn't shows
always a positive sign.
If you are in love,
expect the worst anytime
I, your friend, believe
this is not the right time.
May be love for you
is something better
and yet to arrive.


Monday, 2 September 2013

Your work as beautiful as you | Sharing some Love

Sharing a beautiful poem From  Juztamom

 

Your work as beautiful as you

People said give up, let it go,
You are alone, you have a handicap,
You will never survive,
You survived
And you worked
Your work as beautiful as you
You were beautiful when you swept and you cleaned before we got up
You were beautiful with sweat dripping from your forehead
And light beaming through your eyes
You were beautiful when you hugged us and showed us the clean room
You were beautiful when you held the door to steady yourself
And when you kept on picking up the falling broom
You were beautiful sans any jewelry
You were pretty and bright,
Even when the lender didn’t show any chivalry
Beaming from ear to ear
when you sold your last piece
You had twinkling eyes, and no trace of fear
When you stitched our dresses from your wedding gifts
Each stitch each cut taking hours and hours
You were beautiful with those intense eyes running on the seam
Making sure everything is as pretty as a dream
Walking down miles to save every rupee
Crying with our cries and pleading with our plea
Standing up for us against the whole world
Standing up for yourself against the herd
No crutches for your handicap
No excuses for anything bad
You were beautiful when you presented to the world
Your brave face,
Your firm stature
You were beautiful when you presented to us,
The bright future
As big as our dreams
As vivid as rainbow
As possible as tomorrow
You were beautiful when you looked in the mirror and smiled
You were beautiful when people taunted at your handicap and you were still kind
You were beautiful when you picked me up with one hand and hugged me tight
You were beautiful when you walked with a limp and never looked down and sighed
You are beautiful today for not wanting to mend and slow down
You are beautiful, as beautiful as my each trophy, each medal and each crown
You are beautiful because you made me believe in beauty of life
You knew when to let go and let us rise
You knew when to not follow and let us fly
We moved on and
May be the work you loved was over
May be it was time for you to slow down and not be a soldier
You are beautiful because you decided to start over
You decided to not stop,
You decided to contribute,
You decided to continue,
In your own special way
You are beautiful because you are still working
In your own special ways
Working for others, working through nights
Working through days
Working for those who need you
Carrying the red, pink and blue
Living their nightmares and sharing their hues
You are as beautiful as your work
Your work as beautiful as you

Friday, 19 July 2013

Brother ! Spare Me

Just a letter,
made differences.
He to She,
made gender differences.

Ofcourse, there should be
I agreed.
But why we treat
different
When their bloods are same
Until its some A or A+ve

Oh Brother! Spare me
We born together
as same as alike
But I'm She & you are He
makes all differences

Please spare me
I've rights like you do
But its denied
Cause I learned to tolerate
people like you.

<Uma>

N.B : I scribbled these words. It doesn't rhyme or have a structure of a poem. Still I'm tagging it as poetry. Wanted to share with you as like it was in the paper.  

Monday, 3 June 2013

Im not single, Im married to my Dream

I was single, until
I saw you in my dream.
Stood away, so
I can watch you full &
free.
Then you theft my sleep
But I didn't gave a heed.
I was unaware
& the opposite attracted me
Ran away with something
that just wasn't me
Life sucks! I thought,
But the mistake was mine.
Two years it took,
to snatch back my dream.
I wrote & wrote & wrote
& I fall in love with words.
Again I slept,
but purposefully this night
to see what my heart
was beating for all the time
The next was a ring
& then was a kiss.
Pen was my ring
& I kissed my book
I see its working
between us
And we are having
a Happy married life.

<Uma>

Wednesday, 6 March 2013

Alive In Dream

Sleeping on that thunder night,
Stumbled to a dreamy light.
Flash! Flash! a thousand words,
Started fluttering like some birds.
Heard a mumbling, from my heart.
Follow the words & chase your dreams.
So numb, my body on bed
Felt a soul awaken in me.
Set off to a brand new world,
with wonders, words & lot to take down.
Scrambling with those wandering words
scribbled my puzzled mind, to a note.
Shaken from that snowy night,
realized my wants & the right.
In that blueblack cold,
with a smile of contentment
I took my diary & wrote
"I know this's a dream
 Yes, I'm living the dream.
Yes, this's a lucid dream "

< Uma >

Wednesday, 20 February 2013

Rain Inside A Heart



It was raining all the day
she was walking through the way.
Heard of someone said
"No one can see yours tears
when you walk in the rain"
She was skinny, fair but cute
Not much hair and that too wet.
Walking bare feet through the road,
hoping for a cheering loud.
Now the rain was pretty calm
clouds were running to their farm.
Sun was smiling brighter & more.
She sat on a bench
with a stranger old.
He greeted "Hola",
a Spanish word.
Still she was quiet to the core,
replied not a single word.
The old, he tried to stand up for a walk,
but he lost & was about to fall.
She got scared & caught his hand.
A smile was there on his face,
And thanked her "Gracias"
a Spanish word again.
Looked into her eyes,
found a neutral mind.
Now he was known,
that she was not from Spain.
The old, he felt sorry for his words,
holding her hands, stood up well.
He noticed she was dead!
dead inside her heart.
"What happened?" he asked.
She replied " A Rain Inside My Heart".

< UMA >

Saturday, 16 February 2013

Dying Fetus

Demanding world, and a dying heart.
Break those rules, so can fly the highs.
Sleeping inside, her mother's womb.
Dreamt a world, a world of love & care.
Sudden the shock  she got & cried.
Cried when she realized, it was a nightmare.
Heard her mother,
was threatened by the world.
Forced to kill her, the little girl inside.
"Don't mommy" , her wanted to beg
but she was too little, as like a bug.

<UMA>

Wednesday, 13 February 2013

We Made It

You and I, we made it.
We made the life, we dreamt of.
We made the love, we wished of.
We made the dream, that theft our sleep
Its time again for a huge loud.
Scream & Say that you and I made it
"We made a perfect Valentine"

( UMA )