NIGHTS-THEN AND NOW-the poem

THEN:
Those days, I would wait just for the night
and though you were nowhere to me, in sight
your voice, I could then, just get to hear
and make it look that you were actually near.

I would listen to what all you had to say
and narrate to you how had gone my day.
Though it was done quietly and in silence
every moment would make me feel your presence.

Came a night when for the first time we met
which even now , the moment, I cant forget.
With you, many such nights, I wanted to spend
and see to that, for both, excitement wouldn’t end.

In you, I saw the dream of making you my bride
for whom I would rush home every eventide
so that we our earlier routine, we could relive
and love, from each other, we would receive.


NOW:
All that my mind does now is to scream
at you for making me see such a dream
wherein I went onto build castles in air
and in reality, at present, they are nowhere.

From my life, has gone away all the bliss
and each moment, your company, I miss.
One thing I’ll never be able to ever understand
about this happening, why didn’t I know beforehand.

Thoughts coming to the mind, about you, won’t cease
nor will go away what has remained in me as memories.
Its that when comes the time for the day to end
I dread as with someone else, you are out to spend.

Though I try hard to control each of my tear
I cant as creeps in a lot of other fear
that in my life, I have to forever be alone
and for the nights, have none as my own.

IT IS YOUR HAND THAT I WANT TO HOLD.. – the poem

You mean to me so very much
that,my heart, you managed to touch.
Your worth, for me, is more than gold
and that’s why, your hand, I want to hold.

In life, it is you whom I desperately want
and whose name repeatedly I go to chant.
I wish that each of us become a little bold
as in life, its your hand I want to hold.

Without your presence, I am good as blind
as its difficult to take you out of the mind.
Soon I hope that I can tell you all those untold
as for eternity, its your hand I want to hold.

With you, I hope, my life, I can lead
and one day, can be sown, for it the seed.
Even when one each of us start to grow old
It’ll still be your hand I want to hold.

IT IS YOUR HAND THAT I WANT TO HOLD..

CHARACTERS:
C-CHINMAYA ie ME
MP-MYSORE PAK!!
(One night, as usual, MP is expecting C’s call. For some reason, they haven’t spoken in a long time as it was due to MP’s fault. MP has been praying hard that some day, he calls and she can apologise to him..Its almost 12.30 AM IST and she is thinking to sleep early when the phone rings suddenly)

MP-Hello!
C-(doesn’t answer)
MP-Hello…
C-(keeps quiet…)
MP-Come on C, I know its you…say something naa…Iam sorry as I realised my mistake..
C-(finally after few minutes..)..143 my sweets..missed me all these days?
MP-Thought you had something new to say!..143 lots and actually was enjoying without you (and begins to laugh)
C-Is it?..go ahead..i wont call or talk to you then!
MP-Come on C..dont do this to me..what kept you from not calling me these many days?
C-Hmmm.wanted to see how its to be without you or hearing from you!..anyways, got news for you!!
MP-Is IT?..Whats the news you got for me now?
C-I WILL TELL YOU LATER!!
MP-C, I will kill you for sure..
C-How will you?..I may never come in front of you if you want to do that to me!
MP-Hmmm..thats also there!..Anyways,please tell me..Dont make me so anxious now..You know I don’t like that!
C-Ok..Here is the news..Iam back in India in another 10 days time!
MP- WOW!!..You aren’t kidding right!???
C-haila!!..what makes you think that I would call you so late to tell you this news??..thats because I confirmed the news with the HR and thought to tell you the news first and then to appa-amma!
MP- Iam so happy for you C..atleast the dream, I’ve been seeing all this while, will turn into reality..You know what I’ll do when I see you at the airport??
C-Am curious now!..tell me naa..so that am prepared!
MP-I’ll hold you in my arms and give you a nice, tight hug to welcome you!
C-And what if you break my bones?
MP-My love will nurse you back gradually!..Hope you have put on weight by now!!..I am curious what you’ll do to me!
C-Hmmm,let me think..First, I’ll hold your hand..
MP- And then..???
C-Wait for my poem..I’ll make sure that it’s the first mail that you’ll read in the morning!!
MP- Its already morning here C..Anyways, you’ve made my day darling..Lots of love from me to you!!
C-Same to you my sweetest of the sweets!!..Take care and keep waiting for me!!..I’ll just come back for you…
(Silence prevails for some time…)
C-What happened dear??..Are you lost my MP??
MP-Hmmm…for once, I thought I dedicate a song for you!!..i was looking it up all this while just to make you listen to it..here it comes just for you my love..
(Song in the background…)
MP-Got my message?..am sleeping off now..read it as well and you’ll know what else in my mind darling..loads of love and good bye for now..
(C beams a smile as he reads MP’s message which says- “come back plz lets giv each other another chance to move fwd hand in hand till any of us can walk.now that we knw wat each thinks about d future,lets plan happy moments wen u wil b here .”)
(OVER TO THE POEM NOW…)

IAM STILL LOST…. – the POEM

It has been a feeling that is taking to sink
as yet about her, my mind, is out to think.
Even though, she has left me in a lot of pain
to forget, I have tried hard, but it all in vain.

I still think of the days that gave me glee
as in all walks of life, her, I could see.
A smile used to be always be on her face
which am not still been able to efface.

Like a captain, I thought, I could cross any tide
as thought I would have here always by my side.
She was someone who used to be my inspiration
as to work hard, day or night, used to be motivation.

Just when, to work, I thought had the zeal
was to turn my life’s fortune wheel.
Who knew that she would go on her way
by deserting me in an unknown bay.

Since I hadn’t anticipated what was to come
suddenly I got a feeling of being lonesome.
I began to wander hither and dither likes a ghost
and began to look for her as I missed her the most.

Thought never I, that someone sweet as honey
would one day make me go through all this agony.
I just begin to really think and really wonder
whether sending her in my life, God made a blunder.

I know that life without her is not the same
though will remain on my lip her name.
Time has come for me to, in life, move on
and put back what happened in the past as a bygone.

As ends the day and comes slowly the night
in the horizon, her, I don’t see her in sight.
If from God, I were to, ask as a blessing
It would be to end all this suffering.

IAM STILL LOST….

(Song in the background)

Dear all,
I was wondering what narration I give prior to posting this work of mine. Since it was an off-hand work when it was written, I wasn’t able to relate it to any of my experiences. But last week, I had narrated the story of my friend’s divorce and so felt that this work may answer the question as to what maybe lurking in his mind about his one-time partner. Hope it makes an interesting read to one and all.

Incase anyone is keen on the story, please read it here:
http://weandwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/whenever-comes-23rd.html

WILL YOU BE THERE TILL ETERNITY??- the POEM

Dear all,
The story:
http://weandwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-you-be-there-till-eternity.html

I feel that it was some sort of a magic
that made us instantly to each click(ed).
Though i knew it was a force greater than gravity
i wonder whether you'll be there for me till eternity.

Many others like you, i might still know
but someone like you had some sort of a glow.
Though i'll always feel that i'll get felicity
will you be there for me till eternity?

Though we are separated by two different place
i wish that one day i;ll get to see your face.
An answer i wish i knew prior i change my city
as to will you be there for me till eternity?

I wont deny that about you i dont think
and may always, an ode, i may sit to ink.
Yet i feel that in my life you are a necessity
but will you be there for me till eternity?

TESTIMONIAL POETRY..1(THE POEM)

Dear all,
The story:
http://weandwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/testimonial-poetry1.html

This is about an amazing gal i have known
as through scraps, my friendship has grown.
Pleasure has been mine that i have found her
as in different ways, she has made me happier.!

(******)is known to make many a friend
especially through the scraps they send.
Coz she is someone smart and pretty
as well as who can be cool and witty..

Though hi,hello always, to each other say,
strange part is that we haven’t met till day!!
Though we may stay and work in different city
being a Mangy, between us,the similarity!!

My love for MLR may irritate her to the core
and talking about it may make her feel bore.
Yet, this is what gives me a lot of glee
though i know that one day, she’ll kill me!!

In future, each other get to meet
its going to be much more than a treat.
Fireworks are bound to be in the air
& may make people think we dont care.

Though we've differences that are trivial
for me, you are someone who will be special.
Thats why, towards the end, this what i say
that happiness be there, night & day.

BRING HER BACK-the poem

READ THE STORY AT: http://weandwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/bring-her-back.html

Bring her back, oh lord, if you exist really in heaven
as I want her, my life, always , to be there to enliven.
Bring her back as I still want to lead my life
and want to disappear, all my existing strife.

Bring her back as I don’t want to suffer
as I know something, to me, she’ll offer.
Bring her back as I still can’t forget her face
and I cant endure, alone, this phase.

Bring her back as I am unable to sleep
as every night, my heart is out to weep.
Bring her back as tears are turning out to be blood
and one day, all the rivers, with it, will overflood.

Bring her back to me very soon
as that I what I want as a boon.
Bring her back so my life can be jolly
as I am ready to repent for all my folly.

Bring her back as always a note, am out to sing
as slowly I am turning out to be a bird sans a wing.
Bring her back if there is destined some mirth
and if she is really someone my worth.

BRING HER BACK

Dear all,
This poem had no story as such behind writing it unlike the rest of my works. It can be termed as an appeal of sorts to GOD to make something happen. But before going to the poem, I thought I include a small narrative so that the poem maybe understood in a better manner.

CHARACTER:
SOME CHAP OUT THERE
LOCATION: SOME BAR!!
(He is reflecting, obviously on the past…)

Whats happening to me?..What has made me like this?..Earlier, I never used to step into a bar. I would make fun of those who drank Then,when I started and it was just once a while. That time it used to be beer and that too a PINT!.How I “graduated” to liquor, God only knows. For economic reasons, that was the best time pass and that too when I had money, I hardly needed a reason.

She knew I used to drink. I wanted her to make me leave it. All she said was that I drink to my limits and that she had no objections to it as her father too drank! One night, she told me that the next time we went out, she wanted to try a BREEZER! But when we went out, we fought and that was the last time I saw or heard from her.

(Remembers this song especially the 2nd stanza…

Oh God!. I have finished a half now! And I need to go home also. Iam feeling hungry as well. God knows what amma would have prepared. When she was there, all I wanted was to eat what all she prepared. Even if she mixed arsenic instead of salt, I would have had it gladly. But now, I am slowly poisoning myself each time I take a sip.Her friends must have told her about it. Yet, she wants to act ignorant. If only she comes back……

(Over to the work…)

HELLO ALL..I AM BACK!!!

Dear all,
Yesterday, due to some incident, I had thought that I was being forced out of the LOUNGE by someone around. But by night, I had decided to make a come back of sorts!!..I was reflecting on what all some people commented and thought that I try to make a mark in this ocean through my efforts. I may be a lousy writer according to the standards here, but please help me improve myself if you read my work/s anytime.

Something for all of you for now…Will be back soon to bore you soon!!


For a poet, feedback for their works, is what they need

and tough it is to find such people who are willing to read.

But like you all , iam lucky to have,. come across

who, my works, regularly read without feeling cross.

Though we are at places, from each other, far away

regularly through writes and reviews, we have our say.

Knowing you all in so less time, for me, has been a pleasure

as it is something that i wont be able to measure.

All that i can, as always, is to express my thanks

for you to take trouble and give my works a glance.

May you be blessed with a quill that will always write

and be in touch with me,even if we aren’t in sight.