My English Poems
This is a collection of english poems written by me (long time ago
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THE WHITE WILD FLOWERS
FRIENDSHIP
THE
DEW DROPS
I AM THE MAN
THE SPRING WILL COME
AM I A POET
VIOLENCE
A TREASURE FOR A LIFETIME
THE PROMISES ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN
I KEEP ON BELIEVING
AN ENDLESS WAIT
SORROW AT SUNSET
EMOTIONS
MY SOLITUDE
PLEASE
GO AWAY
MY VALENTINE
THE WHITE WILD
FLOWERS
Once wandering in a lonesome wild,
I noticed under the shade of a tree:
A bunch of small, white, wild flowers,
Looking at the sun, full of glee.
Then I saw thousands of those -
Smiling to the brightest day,
The little cheerful pretty faces
Beaming with joy, oh, they were gay.
Thousands of little fairies dancing,
Dancing at the sweetest music;
They sang a divine song to me -
I felt placed in a world of magic.
Even now often I dream,
Of a fairy clad in white
Coming to the wild and under a tree,
She turns into a flower bright.
Aug 1992
FRIENDSHIP
Friendship is a breathing rose
with sweets in every fold,
Someone said of friendship.
Quite right, I say, has he,
About this passion told.
Another said it is being
A single soul in bodies two;
No secrets, no difference,
Only feelings shared
Exist between friends true.
Friendship is the greatest joy,
Faith in friend, devotion grand,
And dedication is the prayer best;
No words in world are better than:
"I love you, o my friend".
Nov 1992
THE DEW DROPS
It was a beautiful moonlit night,
Spread with pure, silvery light,
When from the stars onto the earth,
Did a fairy descend, beaming bright.
Beaming bright with joy was she,
As glad and happy as could be,
Amidst nature's calm and peace,
Amidst striking earthly beauty.
Earthly beauty, which heavens envy,
'Cause it has life, it is lovely,
In its mystery, her heart was lost,
And yet this loss pleased her plenty.
Pleased her plenty to extreme,
She danced in joy like a beam,
And the divine song she sang,
Made even lifeless skies to dream.
Dream did the event to fairy seem,
For she could not in that scene,
Forever live, though she yearned so,
She came to know what did grief mean.
Grief was it for she did know,
Whence she came, she was bound to go,
None could prevent this plight of fate,
To none could she her yearning show.
Her yearning was vain 'cause she knew,
As a fairy and not a girl she grew,
So sadly departing, she shed some tears,
And morning saw them as the dew.
Mar 1993
I AM THE MAN
I am the man,
The powerful the superior
Yet, I amn't free
Entirely from fear:
As man exploits man,
The humanity is betrayed,
Amidst the clashing powers,
Human soul is slayed.
Man kills for life,
The reason, I know not.
To establish the peace
Wars by him are fought.
But it is me(the man),
These deeds are my own.
So, I don't comprehend that
They make myself moan.
I am the man,
Though strong, but strange,
I have been given the might
To bring about a change.
But my strength is used
To destroy, not to create,
Man's might is indulged
Not in passion, but hate.
I am not born as such,
As I am caused to be;
My heart craves for love,
But it is denied to me:
Man, in zeal of his rights
Other of his own, bereave,
I may be either at a time,
I am man: destined to grieve.
Aug 1993
THE SPRING
WILL COME
What if its now dark today,
After a night, though may be long;
The sun shall rise with a new ray,
New day shall break with a new song.
During the long, cold winter time,
The leaves fall, the pretty blooms shed;
But the spring never fails to come,
And brings new life, new hope ahead.
Mar 1994
AM I A POET?
When I am deceived by everyone
Even my friends cheat upon me
When I am deprived at every step
Everywhere there is a bias against me
At every place I am exploited
At every corner I am dejected
Yet I go on, with a broken heart
Is it struggle?
Something pierces through the heart
From soul emerge some silent cries
I am full of grief and sorrow
Silent tears filled in the eyes
Ambitions are thwarted from the start
My whole existence is taken apart
But I go on, breathing deadly poison
Is this life?
I cannot bear this pain forever
There is something that rebels inside me
A tumult goes on in my mind
Oh! If someone could understand me
I could have cried, but in vain
Tears cannot wash away my pain
If it finds way into my words
Am I a poet?
No, just another human being.
Utsav '96
VIOLENCE
We set this world ablaze;
The fury, the fire of hatred
gave rise to brutal red flames.
Who was burnt in it?
Me, you and everyone else.
We designed these dreadful toys:
Disgusting, Dangerous, Destructive.
They waged a weird war.
Who was wounded in it?
Me, you and everyone else.
We provoked this ravenous demon
Cruelly tyrant to the core of its heart;
It trained its venom gaze upon this world.
Who fell pray to it?
Me, you and everyone else.
May 1996
A TREASURE
FOR A LIFETIME
A few soft images,
To think, to recall.
A few sweet memories,
To keep, to cherish.
A few happy moments,
To remember ? forever.
Few words, few ideas;
Some spoken, some not.
Little things, but so important.
Yes, they can matter a lot.
They can give so much.
Happiness, like rose petals,
Or like a touch of silk.
Small, simple pleasures,
Like blooms of spring.
A little, sweet dream,
A music in the life.
A beautiful tomorrow waiting to unfold
Amidst hopes and expextations.
True! A treasure for a lifetime !
July 1996
THE PROMISES ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN
Are the promises meant to be broken?
Heartbroken, I have asked myself often.
They, who had promised to walk with me,
left me alone when I reached them.
They who had promised to help me ever,
turned their back when I needed them.
They, who had promised an eternal friendship,
became strangers when I called to them.
I am not bitter against them at all,
only grieved at their attitude as I see,
Not that I am afraid to be alone,
only sad at the treatment given to me.
It isn't anger that makes me think so,
only sorrow, from which, I want to be free.
Not their assurance to be there just for me,
only the empathy to me had mattered.
I never expected much of anyone,
but my faith in them, they have shattered.
In dejected disappointment, in a haunting sadness,
alone stay my feelings, bruised and battered.
The promises I believed with my heart and soul,
tore them up like noone could assume.
They were the promises - the promises that cheered,
that lightened the life when 'twas in gloom.
But it turned that the light was fire disguised,
that burnt my spirit to ashes without a flame or fume.
For long I have known but never spoken,
Yes, the promises are meant only to be broken.
September 1996
I KEEP ON BELIEVING
I keep on believing,
Despite repeated disappointments
Oh! Here's yet another heartbreak:
My spirit will droop down for a while
(like it has always before),
but it wont die, that I'm sure.
Slowly, bit by bit, it will rise,
Supported by the consolation that I give myself.
My sentiments are toyed with,
Yet, I think, or rather wish,
Someday they'd be understood, respected.
I still have faith
In the fundamental goodness of every human being.
Maybe, that is why,
I keep on believing.
Realization:
My feelings are hurt today
As they were never before.
Strengthening myself against any reconsiderations that I may have
Today I'll strangle my faith
(the faith that has made me so vulnerable),
because I identify it as a weakness.
And I am frustrated with myself for it
That I keep on believing.
Dec 1996
AN ENDLESS WAIT
Life seems to be a longing,
An endless wait, day after day.
A new day comes and soon goes by
In hoping and wishing -
The heart craves after its desires.
Oh! Craves so vehemently;
With the setting sun
Withdraws its hope,
And releases them again
In the light of the dawn; but,
To the same result,
The same inevitable conclusion.
The goals obscure, the will shattered,
The faith rambled, the faith ruptured,
In search for I know not what;
Perhaps for the fulfillment of my wishes
Or an experience to break my heart forever.
For someone to give me support
Or to destroy entirely my existence.
With a gloom encircling me,
An emptiness filled with sorrow,
I with my loneliness,
Keep on waiting, in an endless wait.
Jan 1997
Today I received that fatal blow,
For which I had waited in dread,
The last straw,
Yes, it broken my heart,
Broken my heart, maybe for ever.
Feb 1998
SORROW AT SUNSET
When the sun sets after the day ordeal
Dull, with its brightness fading,
Far away, behind the pale looking trees,
As if realizing the vainness of craving.
Every element of life, from earth to sky
Surrounded in a frightening loneliness:
The enthusiasm lost, the fervor gone,
Just carrying on in absolute hopelessness.
I become aware of a sad monotony everwhere
As I look around, every hope dies;
And I keep on watching with a rising sorrow,
A heavy heart and wistful eyes.
May 1997
EMOTIONS
Feelings,
Sentiments,
So sure at times,
and very unsure at others.
A striking contrast,
a controversy within;
the solution, tough to find.
A decision very critical
A conclusion that's hard to reach.
Sometimes a fire,
that seems to set everything ablaze
Sometimes ice,
that freezes all thought
Sometimes the rain,
so cool, so fresh.
A broken dream
a realized nightmare
A delightful word
a disgusting meaning
A feverish passion
a fiery hatred
A propelling desire
a repelling sight
A struggling spirit
and deadly blows.
A strife to strike the balance,
but the time swiftly slips by.
May 1997
MY SOLITUDE
Helps me to discover myself:
What I was
What I am
What I will be.
Enables to know myself,
To listen to my own voice
Above the din of this world.
Takes me to the realization
Of the truths of this world
? and truths about myself.
My soul, my wishes, my feelings;
My life, the essence of me:
My constant companion,
My solitude.
July 1997
PLEASE GO AWAY
Please go away from me
Never, ever to return again ?
Don't break my heart, yet again
I just can't bear the pain.
Let me emerge from the shadows of past
Forgetting what all I've forgiven you.
Don't rekindle embers from the ashes
That tears had burnt my heart to.
Let me cherish the memories
(OR was it an illusion -
then let it remain.)
Let me cherish all that we shared -
The moments of joy and sorrow,
And of loss and achievement.
The moments of silence
That spoke all there was to say.
Don't come back to tell me that
The fact was there was nothing to explain.
Don't break my heart, yet again
I just can't bear the pain.
Let the wounds of my faith heal
The wounds that betrayal had made.
Don't hurt me again, afresh
Let the scars on my soul fade.
Let me retain my belief
That we shared a special bond
In spite of the loneliness I felt so often.
Let me retain the feeling
That you cared for me
As I did for you.
That you felt an empathy
Under the guise of indifference.
Don't come back to make me realize
That all my trust had been in vain.
Don't break my heart, yet again
I just can't bear the pain.
Aug 2000
MY VALENTINE
He's no Romeo, nor a Juilet am I -
No poetic lament, no dramatic sigh
Can express our bond; nor need to try
No starry gaze that meets the eye.
He need not get me bouquets of roses,
I need not strike many pretty poses
Jewels an' flowers do not love imposes
Nor in chocolate boxes its spell encloses.
Our happiness doesn't ask for lengthy measures
Small things give us the greatest treasures.
Share as we do, little sorrows, simple pleasures,
The earthy toil and the dreamy leisures.
Mock tears, silly jokes and gentle teasing
Make for pure joy, which is ever increasing.
Free of pain, with fun and laughter teeming
Life feels filled with a whole new meaning.
Let us hold fast so, his soul and mine;
Live the present, and the future design
Drink at spring of life, the heady wine
Forever together, me and my Valentine.
Feb 2005