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All you want is to dream-
Dream until the reality fades
Into fairydust camouflaged
By the brilliance of a tree's shade-
You could lie in solitude,
You could smile at the sane sky
And you could marvel the velocity of the wind
But you couldn't escape, on the sly
This world.
The iron bars of the cages that trap you
Have become dusted in rust
And though your cage extends for miles
Escape has become a must;
You could sit here and be happy
Like this crowd of billions that surrounds you,
Or you could jump and face the bars
And rise about what you've learnt is true!
If they'd told you that the sky's the limit
You could strive for infinity and what's beyond,
If they've held you to the earth too long,
You could leap until you break the bond.
You could strive for so much more
Beyond your superhuman capabilities
I believe that you're above the world
So use your insane abilities.
All you want is to dream-
Dream until the reality fades
But now you can make it real.
You're beyond us by decades.
Oct 1, 2010
If I Didn't Have You.
0 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 10:11 PM
Troubles are such a blur
If you're there, in the end, to talk to;
The ghosts of the night are invisible,
After that midnight conversation with you.
Scares me now to imagine myself,
Going on without you to guide me
How could you always be there,
In the end, a lifeboat in a stormy sea-
If I didn't have you
I can't imagine a life
Where I'd still be living this happily.
If I didn't have you
I can't imagine what I'd be
Without your much-needed company.
Like a church pew of confessions
It's hard to reveal
All that I feel about you.
And though it may seem like I don't need you,
The truth is: I do, I do.
Broken-hearted, a mad little witch
I would be without your presence.
You can take away that insanity,
And make it yours too, participate in my nonsense.
All the good people in the world
Are good because they have someone like you
With them to stop their bouts of madness
The world needs more friends like you.
If I didn't have you
I can't imagine a life
Where I'd still be living this happily.
If I didn't have you
I can't imagine what I'd be
Without your much-needed company.
Like a church pew of confessions
It's hard to reveal
All that I feel about you.
And though it may seem like I don't need you,
The truth is: I do, I do.
Jun 4, 2010
12) Defining Poetry
0 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 3:44 AM
Bulging eyes, a wheezing chest
Eyes twitching without much rest,
"You don't like poetry?" I said to you
You nodded tersely, you claimed it true.
"Poetry's lame" I heard her say
It was her mantra for each new day
"Impossible" I countered her thoughts
Like giving value to a bunch of naughts.
"I'll tell you what poetry is" and I opened my arms
She asked me what I was showing her: the sky? the farms?
Nodding, I pointed to the pole star, the sheep, the stream
I pointed towards the land that lies before us like a dream.
The innocent bubbles of water, gurgling like children
The babble of it as it crosses over rocks and by the playpen.
The darkening shades of the electric sky
And the flutter of wings of brids as on the town they spy.
I run my finger across the coarse grains of sand
The thick blades of grass, the contrast of parched, cracked land.
I gesture at the smallness of fleshy dewdrops of the morning
The hues of ochre oranges and sun yellows as night is dawning.
She looks confused, swept by beauty for sure
But to her, the message behind this land does not lure.
She doesn't see the sadness in a dog's slanted, hazel eyes,
Nor the hurt swimming in the tears the dark sky cries.
The swaying happiness of long stalks of wheat
The horrid chunk of many knives slicing through meat
The ebb and flow of the tide, a message, a symphony
The masquerade of life, the spectrum, raisn of melancholy.
Don't you see it? Don't you feel the rush of wind?
The cool breath of it in your hair, your gasps are pinned;
Don't you envy the listlessness of leaves?
Or how night darkens the jutting eaves?
She shakes her head. Now I feel angered by her.
She doesn't know the beauty of the smoothness of fur,
The uneasy trickles of time, ticking slowly by,
The rust on the rails as trains pass,
The movement of the planet and its many entities,
The constant sound of noise, the feel of life, the taste of wetness
The sight of energy and the smell of roses.
The sight of energy and the smell of roses.
I am sad that you don't see through these masks
I am sad you don't see life pass on by
I am sad that you don't realize the world moves constantly
As if it is keeping itself from saying goodbye.
May 15, 2010
Sun rays on skin, scalding, scorching,
The heat of north prevails
And the swimming pools are afresh with joy,
Under the sun do the homeless wail-
Heat haze that blurs the lines of vision
That sets ablaze the flesh of arms,
Melting the tar that holds the road
Leaving empty, burning farms-
And the cool winter swells
That lick ice upon the feet of beachgoers
In the south, where the sleet is here
And the lakes are devoid of eager rowers-
Children chastised to bundle up more
And the people wander sipping coffee
Watching ice on the needles of a pine
Melt like it were English toffee.
And an equinox on the equator
The heat one one side, the cold on another
Houses enjoying the pleasant weather
Familier intact- father, mother, brother.
In the north, the summer houses are many and full
Families apart where no interruption can push or pull-
In the south, shelter is needed and people are apart
Children switching from divorced mother to father, more the art;
June
Separation
The heat and the cold at war again-
June,
Imagination
And happiness borne by equinoxes-
Hovering between extremeties
June-caused externalities
That time of year is here
Where it's either as hot as hell
Or as cold as the world is old.
Apr 10, 2010
1) Hopeless, Helpless
0 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 9:25 PM
I don't know when,
I don't know why
But my soul went away;
It dissolved with the colours of the wind
On a bright, sunny, happy day.
In crept doubt,
In crept distrust,
Until I couldn't handle it anymore;
I stared out the window to diguise
My eyes, sick and sore.
People come and people go;
Where there's a soul sister by your side,
She won't stay forever, you know.
Moments are fast, emotions are slow,
You can't trust people to always in you confide,
Laughter is sorrow, you know.
Hopeless, helpless,
You watch the world change like seasons,
The beauty of fall defies all reasons,
How can the world be so beautiful when there's sorrow?
Intimate moments
Evaporate like the dewdrops on windows,
Taking the secrets of your heart,
Leaving your home a silent widow.
Hopeless, helpless
Men walk by contented,
How can the world accept your heartbreak?
Pain like this
How can the world overlook it,
How can life go on?
It's just the way things are
Neither in reach nor afar
We were destined to cry...
We were destined to surface
With our hearts on fire
And spread our wings to try and touch the sky.
Feb 28, 2010
Whoever you've been with me
Has been such an illusion
If this is who you really are then
Sorrow and Hell have undergone a fusion;
This is not who you are,
And yet how did I get so far
If I still believe I have you?
Why did you change like this,
What sign did I ever miss,
To have you walk away like you do?
I remember when it was just us two hangin'
Invitations on my door were bangin'
But now I feel like I'm stranglin'
Your indifference my neck is wranglin'
It makes no sense to me, not at all,
Why is it that when you break away I fall?
I thought you were my one forever and all,
I thought I knew knew ya, but not at all.
Plain and simple: you let me tumble,
When I thought you were my best friend,
And in the end, I heard a godsend,
I don't know you though you're my best friend.
People asking me what's wrong with you
Why you and I aren't walking anymore
And I just don't know.
Though I am your best friend and you mine,
I just don't know.
One day you have me hugging you
And the next you leave me alone, it's true,
Tell me why do you behave like you do?
Behave like the sky is yellow when it's blue.
You say you try to keep me close to yourself
But everytime you just kick me off your bookshelf
And at the end of the day, I walk home; it's been just confusion
Living with you and your warm illusion.
Feb 15, 2010
25) A Happy Valentine
0 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 5:19 AM
There I was with my mind in the roses
Swimming on the beach with you, modelled in poses,
Dreaming of your touch, your carress, your hug,
How every look in your eyes'd bite me like a lovebug,
Hoping that that day'd be the best one ever,
Hoping that I'd never look back, no, never;
And I lost my head with message you sent,
You tore me like a half-teak paper, no promises meant,
I was left stand on Valentine's Day
With my once love-filled face blushing away.
Oh you hurt me, boy you pierced my heart
Now I don't know from where to start,
Tell me how will I pick up my life again
So I can spare myself some good old pain?
I didn't expect you to be so harsh
Treating me like an animal born right from the marsh-
Your words speared my senses and I coudn't cry,
I couldn't let out all the pain even though I did try-
Is this what you do every February 14?
Do you break a girl's heart even before you've seen
How much she loves you more every passing day?
Did you too never feel that way?
Do you know how much you don't deserve me
If in me this is what you see?
If you don't see me for the goddess I am then I'll be fine
Without you in my life, walking on my line,
You're not worth this this pain, this broken heart of mine,
Now that I'm not with you, consider me a happy valentine.
Feb 9, 2010
19) Every Memory
0 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 6:54 AM
The times you laugh,
You remember the most,
Because it's evidence
That you're not a ghost.
But when you cry,
Your life is divisible
Because it feels as if
You wander invisible.
If there's not a reflection in the mirror,
If on sight of crime, you feel no thriller
It's just not right to be so sad,
And to make moments simply a filler.
If nothing else, just smile
Because it'll make you feel good for a while
It may not be easy, but set the tears free
If grief is what you want, just let it be!
But don't hold on,
Not every memory
Need be of sorrow,
And pain so sensory.
Not every twinge
Of mortal pain
Needs to be felt
Twice again.
Feb 5, 2010
No I don't believe in a God
Because I don't want rules to life
Like the morning sun isn't blue
Like a newborn calf doesn't moo
But I'd love to believe
In a God if he set you free
If he doused you in cold water
And forced you to See.
So doesn't it hurt?
Doesn't the pain accumulate-
And run through your blood like cold fire-
Doesn't it kill all your desire,
Didn't He make you see
All the thoughts that plagued me?
For I believe you. I believe you know Him.
For I believe you, even though I don't believe in Him.
And the rush you've made me feel,
All my sorrow just seemed to heal-
And all the hurt that ever lay,
Seems to have been washed all away.
There's just one emotion I taste
One which I feel in much haste
Oh I'm blissful more than I've been before
And you've heard Him; I need no more.
I see a new face behind the same eyes,
I see you pure in your soul,
I see you immune to all the world's lies,
I see no more a gaping hole.
You've been compeleted,
A feat I wanted to help you achieve
But you've done this all by your own,
Your seeds only you have sown.
But I'm happy, oh, I'm happy
More than I've ever been before
This rush I can't pen in words
The ecstacy makes my sorrow sore.
I'm happy,
And you're happy.
And to me that's all I need,
And to me that's damn good a deed.
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