Straight from my heart...

I am publishing this post one day in advance...... HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Today is the thirty first of December, A day that everyone does remember. Tonight we usher in a new year, We celebrate this special occasion, With everyone so dear As the clock strikes twelve, The lights are put off, The crackers are burst, Greetings are showered, And hugs are given. It’s a moment of pure bliss, A moment you otherwise miss. This instant we all cherish, Simultaneously, we also see, The effigy of the old man, Burn and perish. We say goodbye to the evil, And all its many a devil, We pray for a new era, a new age, A new beginning. We forget all the pain, all the rage, For the time-being, We enjoy this day, In a very pompous way To our celebration and manner, There’s certain amount of grandeur, Coz it’s indeed a new beginning, A new year, Where untravelled paths lay, And the path starts from today. The past year was good, Hope this one will be better. I wish there will be no interlude, To joy and happiness

Humans…!!! This is not exactly a poem but a few stanzas, written in a haphazard way…and I admit, it could have been better put…but I hope, I strike a chord with the readers, and hope what I wish to portray through the poem can be understood by all….cheers!! What are humans exactly, I do want to make out, I want to understand their race, In spite of them being complicated. Humans are known to be technology crazy, Always keen on experimenting and progressing, Yet, why do they cherish an obsolete gramophone, To add to the grandeur of the living room. Why do they dream to buy a brand-new Porsche, Yet they also cherish a nineteenth century wagon, Isn’t that known as duplicity… Humans are big-time hypocrites, Lectures are given to villagers, To stop being obsolete and superstitious, Yet, why does the city crowd read the astrology forecast daily, And why do they change their names, Just for the sake of numerology, Yeah, that’s nothing but two-facedness. Humans are heartless, As countless anim

Kicked out!! The poem describes the feelings of a person who was fired from his job recently… I have been in quite a shock, For the past couple of days. I am spending my time, Trying to retrospect, trying to understand, How did I get into such a sorry state. What went wrong with my life, Where did I lose focus and direction, And how did my life draw closer, To such a motionless still state. And why was I kicked out, That too, all of a sudden, I haven’t the faintest idea, I haven’t the smallest clue... Now, I keep blaming myself, For all that has happened. I am holding myself responsible, For all the grudges, People at work held against me, For all my failures, For all the battles that I quit midway, And others that I lost comprehensively. But I always put in my best efforts. Then why was I kicked out, That too, all of a sudden, I still haven’t the faintest idea, I still haven’t the faintest clue. Why did everyone around, Ditch me all of a sudden. They expected me to shoulder, Such a hu

A Strange dream!! She came in my dreams yesterday, For the very first time. However, The time we spent together, Was enough for me to know, Yeah, she’s the one, The only one, I am gonna spend, My remaining life with her, That’s for sure, Definitely… She was wearing a pretty, crimson gown , Awesome. Her presence made me go tickle pink, Aww, her looks, Breathtaking. Hey, I do not want to wake up. She’s my soul mate, my life, And I am gonna marry her, That’s for sure, Definitely… I told about this dream to my mother, Who burst out laughing. Wake up, sonny, It was a dream, There ain’t a real girl. Dejected. I tried to convince her, She exists, mom. Yeah, she does. How am I gonna find her, A big question. Where am I gonna meet her, A mighty question. Did she have the same dream, A million-dollar question. Lots of questions but no answers, But yeah, I am gonna find her, I am gonna meet her, I am gonna marry her. That’s for sure, Definitely… Twelve months passed, Very quickly, I had almost f

One last try!! This poem describes the feelings of a guy who was in love, but didn't confess it and now he sees the girl going out with someone else...in short, it's a poem very close to reality.... Why didn’t I give it one last try, Alas, now there’s nothing I can do, But whimper and cry. Why didn’t I give myself one chance, Why didn’t I confess my love for her. Why didn’t I muster enough courage, And just ask her out once. Well, she could have denied, To be my companion, But at least I ought to have tried, Just once I should have brought my thoughts, To her notice and attention… But now, there’s no point thinking, What I should have done, The thing is, I didn’t express my feeling, And now this pain of loneliness is excruciating, And I don’t think it’s even healing. Why didn’t I give it one last try, Alas, now there’s nothing I can do, But whimper and cry. We have been nice friends now for almost an year, And I didn’t want our friendship to end, That’s why I didn’t ask her

Main nahi jaanta!! Chup chap kamre ke ek kone mein, Baitha rehta hoon main, Sham savere. Kuch nahi soochta hain mujhe, Unn saekdon palon mein, Par man mein ummeed ki kiran, Jagroot hamesha rehti hain. Kash koi mujhe iss halat mein dekhe, Mere bhaavnaon ko samjhe, Aur pyaar se do lafz kahe. Meethe se aur sneh bhare, Jo bhula de meri saari pareshaniya, Aise shabd jo mita de sabhi duriya, Par ab tak na aisa hua, Kya aage aise hoga, Main nahi jaanta….. Mujhe kyon nahi dikh raha hain mera bhavishya, Kyon iss chote se kamre mein hi, Simta hain mera aaj, Meri phooti kismet ka kya hain raaz, Main nahi jaanta. Kaha kho gaya jeevan ka saara ras, Kab nikhregi chaaro ore phir se khushiyali, Main nahi jaanta. Har pal aasu kyon tapakte hain aakhon se, Main nahi jaanta….. Aye zindagi, kis suran mein dhakela hain tune mujhe, Jaha se bahar nikalne ka marg, Main nahi jaanta. Aye zindagi, beech raaste mein, Kyon chod diya tune mera saath, Iss kuwe se ubharne ka khwaab l

Neglected!! I am feeling neglected, As if people are secretly wishing I was dead. I am very disappointed, As when any step I tread, The road seems to vanish from under my feet. I am feeling left out, And there’s gradually building in me, An immense amount of self-doubt. I am feeling neglected, As if people are secretly wishing I was dead. The people who I called my very own, Are not supporting me anymore. The people whom I had trusted, Have in turn betrayed me. And thus, my life has arrived, At such a dead-end. I am feeling neglected, As if people are secretly wishing I was dead. I did only those things, that Suited me the most. Initially, I even had the support, Of colleagues, family and friends. But they just left me hanging, And now, all my past decisions I keep repenting. I am feeling neglected, As if people are secretly wishing I was dead. I had all the things that I wanted, Coz I was always given everything I demanded. Then, why wasn’t I given peace and freedom, Or a solution to

Deserted!! This poem describes the feelings of a guy after he was deserted by his friends… I always thought friendship was eternal, But circumstances have made me think otherwise. Like most other relations in this world, Even friendship is mortal, And every happy memory eventually turns into a nightmare. I haven’t the faintest idea what went wrong, But I just drifted apart from the rest. People used to be envy of our group, And even I was elated to be a member, Of this eccentric, fun-loving group. If I knew it had to someday end, I would have been better prepared. But it was all so unexpected. Now, my heart’s bleeding, But is there any use crying. All these years, I had this one fear, I would eventually lose everyone dear. My phobia has now become a reality, As I was suddenly shown the door, Yeah, it’s true; they don’t care for me anymore. No, I am not contemplating suicide, But it does matter that my buddies are not by my side. Without them, I will always feel incomplete. Their presen

Lead us!!! . This poem is a kind of a vague desire expressed in the form of a prayer!!!...the plural form “us”,” we” symbolizes that this desire is commonly expressed by more than one individual… Lead us to some faraway place, Where the wind blows constantly over our face. Where we can observe the swaying of the trees, And where the whole world will seem to freeze. Lead us to the countryside, Where we can see greenery by our side, Where we can see the flowers blossom, And gazing at them we can say, “They’re awesome!” Lead us to the lush green meadow, Where life seems to amble so slow. Where there’s no need to hurry, And we can enjoy life, Without facing the brunt of people’s fury. Lead us to the wonderland, Where everything’s available to us, Only at one flick of a magic wand. Lead us to the forests deep, And away from this brutal world, That constantly makes us weep. I want to hear the birds chirping, And not the neighbours quarrelling. I want to enjoy the creations of You, the Almigh

Cricket----the greatest game, is it??!! This poem is a satire on the over-hyped game of cricket.. it describes all the existing flaws in Indian cricket…so, if u r a cricket lover, better skip this one!!! Ask any Indian to pick one sport that is great, And out comes the reply, “It’s cricket!” Cricket is “said to be” a gentleman’s game, That has given thousands name and fame. All over the world, it is played by millions, And, more so, it is watched by billions. Whenever India is on the verge of a win, On our faces, we do have a wide grin. Now, think about the various occasions, When our cricketers have let us down, And immediately their posters are burnt down, And nasty slogans about them are said throughout the town. In India, cricketers are “demi-gods”, And when India loses, they are turned into frauds. Do you remember the incidents “Down under”, When one of their cricketers was called a “Bandar”. Imagine the amount of sledging, These players nowadays indulge in. Imagine the extent of

Friends till death!!...and even, beyond!! [This poem describes true friendship until death plays spoilsport…the guy who is narrating this poem is dying and has been rather unfortunate in life, yet he has been a very happy-go-lucky sort of person. and now for the first time, he’s cursing his life…he has lost all his family members at a very tender age and now has just his friends to add colour to his life….VERY TOUCHING!!..thts how i can describe this poem!!] Life can be a bit cruel at times, People always said so, but I never cared. Life always gives you a hundred reasons to cry, But, in my case, just one is enough to make me weep. It’s high time I realize a fact, With Death, I’ve made a pact. No more than four days I am going to live, But, in return, to my dear friends, Hundred years He ought to give… It’s really unfortunate for me, that Life hasn’t given me another chance, To meet my lovely buddies, my companions, my friends, Friends who shared jokes while we ate, Friends who kept pu

We seek peace!! I am feeling extremely traumatized, To see the extent of massacre that is happening. These terrorists have an unassailable amount of fanaticism, Instead why can’t they have even the slightest feeling, Of humanity and patriotism. Seeing the grave calamity on television, I am left wondering how bad would be the real situation. I see the terrified look on the faces, Of people belonging to different religions and races. Innocent civilians have been left stranded, But that’s slightly better than being dead. At least, for them, there’s slight hope for survival. But, in this world of fear and panic, Is there any hope for revival. I look into the eyes of the families of the deceased, All I can see is hatred and utmost grief and despair. It’s such a pity that, For all that has happened, There’s no cure, no repair. From this worst extent of manslaughter. I see the terrorists holding many a gun, I can see the sadistic pleasure, As they see people panic and run. They begin to shoo

Prison!! I don’t know where my life’s heading, There’s no path ahead, no hope, Only an ocean full of solitude and darkness. For all the sins that I’ve committed, There’s no cure, no repair. Sitting in a six by six room, As, clutching my forehead, I sit, I feel I’ve let down my own self. But there’s no point feeling guilty now, There’s no use begging for mercy now. I have to stay here for life, Yeah, there’s no place worse than prison…. I am really feeling homesick now, I am missing my wife and daughter, Why did I, in the first place, steal and slaughter, Men, women and innocent children. I have, in the past, been tergiversate, That resulted in plenty of enemies and foes, To add to my list of existing woes. It has left me tattered and devastated, So I had to take these extreme steps. But there’s no point feeling guilty now, There’s no use begging for mercy now. I have to stay here for life, Yeah, there’s no place worse than prison…. Sometimes I imagine my old buddies, Waiting for me out

To you , my mother!! Today I really want to say something, To you, my mother, my creator. Thank You, for everything you've done, I need you, I really do, Please stay by my side forever.... I remember a day of the past, When you held my little finger, Took me to school the very first day. I was crying, terribly upset, Coz i didn't want to stay away from you. I remember how i used to cry, When every morning you went to the dispensary. I needed you then, i need you even now. I need your guidance, your advice. I need your backing, your support. Today I really want to say something, To you, my mother, my creator, Over the past few years, You've become my guide, my mentor, I need you, i really do, Please stay by my side forever.... I am indeed very lucky, To have a mother as sweet as you. I am indeed very lucky, To have someone who cares for me, Who appreciates my achievements with glee, Yet equally stern when i am wrong. You have a heart of gold, my mother, Please stay by my sid

Poison!! The poem describes the hazards of smoking, drinking and even doping...in an unique way.....(hey, i deserve an award from the health ministry for this conribution to their no smoking/no drinking campaign) I never seem to understand why people smoke, It's a poison that ruins a fine, young bloke. Why do i see people dope, They say, their life's a waste; There's no hope for survival, But by doping, would there be a revival. Why do i see people drowned, In the vast oceans of alcohol, Why is it that that they can't stand a fall, When will they end it all..... I never seem to understand, Why is it, that the countless pressures that they can't withstand. Why are they in so much of distress, Why do they need a cigarette to relieve this stress. Some think, drinking or doping is cool, When will they realize they are nothing but a fool. Why do people drink to forget their sorrow, Why can't they just work harder for a better tomorrow. Why is it that people can't

Every single time!! This poem describes the feelings of a adolescent child, in love...but what's the best thing about this poem is that it has an innocent flavour to it... Every single time i glance at my cellphone, I wish you would give me a call. Every time i hear my phone ring, I wish, on the other side, it would be you. Every single time i sit online, I wish to see you there. I really don't know what is happening to me, But this eerie feeling inside my heart sure is exciting... Every single time I look at the setting sun, I imagine we are at the beach. Looking at the horizon, the sky so clear, Paddling in the deep waters, without any fear. We are walking hand-in-hand, Feeling the breeze; we're at peace. I wish the moment would last forever, But such a dream becomes a reality never.... Every single time i listen to my favourite song, I imagine you're dancing with me. I just keep staring at your face, You are truly enjoying, i can sense. I wish this moment to last for

Why??!! The poem describes the transformation that took place in a guy after he began to follow the most enlightened path of simple living..a path that the sacred monks have followed over centuries....this poem is based on the book...THE MONK WHO SOLD HIS FERRARI!! Why do i nowadays feel i've everything, Is it a miracle or is it a dream..... Why do I keep saying, Life's so grateful, Why am i nowadays being so thankful. Why am i becoming so mature, Why am i enjoying every single creation of nature. Why am i feeling so high, When few days back, it was all so low. Why am i feeling so young and cheerful, Why am i saying, life's so beautiful. Why am i feeling free of any tension, Why, to my woes, i am not paying undue attention. Why am i feeling so contented, Why is there no sadness, no pain. Why am i enjoying this peace and freedom, When all i did, was complain of boredom. Why am i feeling so enthusiastic, How did i manage to change, so drastic. Why am i even loving cats and do

A storm turned it all!! Have you ever realised the extent of my pain, As all my days keep passing by, in vain. You were my soulmate, I always knew, And all I longed for was forever, just to be with you. It was going on ever-so-smoothly, But then a storm turned it all. All my dreams got shattered, I kept waiting, but you never returned.... Every moment now i wish i were dead, As i blankly stare at your pic lying beside my bed. Do you know how lonely I am, Since you have gone, never to return. It was going on ever-so-smoothly, But then a storm turned it all. All my dreams got shattered, I kept waiting, but you never returned... I felt you were content with me, Glorious years together that we had spent, I'll eventually get over this break-up, But I can never forget the way you said,"hi, wassup?" You made me smile, when I was all tear, You made me brave, When I was all fear, Your absence made me lonely, Even when I was with my friends or family. It was going on ever-so-smooth

A very young man!! Here's a man, a very young man, Neither great nor special, He's just one of us, like you and me, Who just let his imagination run free, And ended up being the richest man in the country. Everyone wanted to be his friend or fan, Let me tell you the story of this very young man.. "Here's a man, a very young man, His youthful looks charms one and all, For he's cute, though not very tall. His boyish looks excites the girls, As they are swept off their feet in a whirl. He's not a comedian, appears rather stern, As if he has suffered yet another heartburn.. Here's a man, a very young man, His brain's as huge as his girth, Yeah, you can call him, a scholar by birth. He's extremely sharp and talented, But often his potentials get wasted, Coz he's immensely lazy, Always lost in his own thoughts, You might think he's crazy.... Here's a man, a very young man, Ego is, at times, displayed in his stance, But he has no qualms about

CONFUSED !!!!!!!!!!! THIS ONE'S WRITTEN STRAIGHT FROM MY HEART AND UNEDITED..A BIT LONG TOO...BUT IF YOU ALL CAN WATCH A HINDI FILM FOR 3.5-4 HOURS.,..THEN THERE SHOULDN'T BE A PROBLEM!! lol!! Well, I don’t know how to write a non-poetic post but I do know why to write it...the reason being…I am really bored now, writing the same kind of poems again and again….also I believe in the saying. DARE TO BE DIFFERENT ….so I am gonna write my first non-poetic post….hope u enjoy reading it, my dear friends!(if u don’t like it, well, I am gonna blow your heads off!!!....just kidding…!!) Sometimes, I wonder…why do you hate your own life?...why do you try to be someone else?....why do you copy someone?..be it hairstyle or dressing sense or whatever..WHY??...the simple reason being, you are not satisfied with life….well, not all aspects, but mostly a major aspect like LOVE … In day-to-day life, for the past three years, I have been observing real-life couples, walking hand-in-hand, as if t

A VERY SPECIAL DAY!! Every year comes once a very special day, You cherish it and know it by the name, Birthday! At the stroke of midnight, The phone starts ringing, As the blessings start showering. On other days, a late-night call is indeed irritating, But today , it sure is exciting. People wish for you a lovely song, As you wish this day to last slightly long...... Every year comes once a very special day, You cherish it and know it by the name,Birthday! It's a day when nothing can go wrong, A day when there's no tear, no fear, Only a smile to keep you ecstatic, At least for another year. It's a day when dreams are fulfilled, As all the anguish and pain seem to vanish. It's a day when even old enemies bless you, As all the animosity is momentarily put to rest.... Every year comes once a very special day, You cherish it and know it by the name, Birthday! Just imagine the number of gifts you get, From family and close friends, Not necessarily through cash or kind, But

COMMITTED!! How does it feel to be committed, People always ask, even my friends, And their saga of questions never ends. How was the first date, Friends always asked when we met, Why don't they put their curiosity to rest. Why this constant chat about my life, Why irritate your dear friend, With questions that never end. A little privacy is all I need, Please, let my request be put to some heed. Why do you need juicy gossip, While a cup of tea you sip. Why can't you all mind , Your own f***ing business. Why irritate your dear friend, With questions that never end..... Ok, I'll tell you how it really feels, To be in love and happily committed, Listen to this, my dear friends, With the only hope that, The saga of speculation would finally end. I had sung this on my first date, When in a lavish resto we had met. Listen to this, my dear friends, With the only hope that, The saga of speculations would finally end.... " JUST TO BE WITH YOU!! It feels so wonderful, Just to b

NOW OR NEVER!! LET ME EXPLAIN U ALL THE WHOLE SITUATION IN THE FORM OF A STORY....CONSIDER 3 FRIENDS..A, B AND C...A AND B ARE BEST FRIENDS..A IS IN LOVE WITH C.....THE PROBLEM IS THAT B AND C ARE BETTER FRIENDS THAN A AND C...SO AS SHOWN IN HINDI FILMS, A NEEDS B'S HELP.BUT NOW B IS SHOWING AN INDIFFERENT ATTITUDE TOWARDS THE WHOLE ISSUE..HE HAS BETRAYED A AND THE POEM IS A'S REPLY TO B REQUESTING HIM FOR HELP.... NOW OR NEVER!! My dear friend, I am feeling betrayed, By a person I really trusted, And on whom a favour I had entrusted. Help me, it's now or never, If you have considered me as your friend ever... Remember the promises you made, The false assurances, the lies, Alas!Your equation with me has now changed, Once you have had a girlfriend. Only you can solve my problems, Eliminate my crisis, To help me meet the person I truly miss, Help me, it's now or never, If you have considered me your friend ever. Tell me the reason for your betrayal, When it was you, at fi

BUGGED!!! My life was full of moments truly magic, That eventually became nothing but tragic. No drug can ever ease this pain, As all my happiness flows down the drain. I feel, i've been kept in a mighty cage, And I am already boiling with rage. I am totally bugged, I say, Show me a glimmer of hope , a ray, There must surely be a way, Please show me that way....... My life is full of dullness and boredom, And I keep longing for more freedom. I need a few months of vacations, But all I get is a list of submissions. My life is full of turmoil, As I see my plans always foil. People start consoling me on the phone, And I shout, Leave me alone! I am totally bugged, I say, Show me a glimmer of hope, a ray, There must surely be a way, Please show me that way..... Just then appeared in my room, An angel so kind, I completely forgot my problems, Encircling my mind. At first sight, he looked so weird, An old sage with no moustache but a beard. He used all his wisdom and intelligence, As I fe

YOU!!! Every morning I think of you, You are one of the lucky few, To divert my attention, To disturb my concentration, Yet to relieve me of any tension, Without even your mention... Some things I need, One of them is You. Some things I crave, One of them is you. Some things I desire, One of them is you. Some things I love, But the only girl is you... You make me smile, when I am all tear. You make me brave, when I am all fear. Your absence makes me lonely, even when i am with friends or family. You make me forget my pain and sorrow, As I hope to meet you every tomorrow..... But, how do I everyday expect, That such a gorgeous girl I'll one day get, Why would you accompany me on a date, When , for the past year, we've hardly ever met... it ain't easy to forget the first love, Harder if it's as good as you. People say, i'll get over it, Their quote, I don't quite understand it.... You may not end up being my girlfriend, But I'll keep loving you till my days en