Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Monday, July 13, 2020

Poetic approach on what causes lightening and thunder - The Lightning Strikes

Poetic approach toward what causes lightening and thunder - The Lightning Strike

Science defines how does lightning happen, what causes lightning and thunder, by explaining that clouds in the sky carry bunch of positive and negative charges in them. When they grow large enough, their coming together gives gigantic spark, which we call Lightning. The static electricity in the sky gives the jolt way down till the grounds. Sometimes ferocious, sometimes muted...

A poet's take on causes of lightning defines a different story, with a metaphorical touch. It also has to do with physical coming together of a positive mass and a negative mass. Individuals when come close together, they bring emotional thunder, lightning and reverberations too. These are a benediction for many, and painful for few others. You need to listen closely to the echoes to understand what the sound has to say.

The Lightning Strikes


Even though you believed you both are repelling,
But some day you will fuse together into one.
Should we call that love? that burst of energy?
Or name it a bumbling locus shot from the nature's gun.

Though you promised you won't ever run away
But you did, and merrily you did with the repellent one.
Weren't you afraid of the lightning, hey?
The thunder caused from your deed has left me spun.

You couldn't hear my cries, my voice in twinge,
As you were floating in the skies when you two met.
I was griming, back and forth in the emotional fringe,
Upside down and rolling, drenched gloomily in the sweat.

My wounds are not going to heal soon,
Because the jolts of energy in the thunder has hit me hard.
My songs will linger to play in the perpetual tune,
As my faith in you is as firm as towers on the boulevard.

Poetic approach on what causes lightening and thunder - Love

Sunday, July 12, 2020

Assurance

You had given a ray of surmise to his dying sighs,
You had raised the fallen with your tender arms,
You had infused a smile of happiness in a sobbing life.
You had made him realise when his life seemed to be at its end
That there is more life remaining in it.

Like a stone on the road, many formed him as their weapon
And many broke him to pieces as if he were a road blocker.
Then, you had reminded him of his selfdom...
Then what happened so suddenly
That you began to consider him as the same stone on your path,;
What overtook on you that you moved on so easily.

Had he died earlier when you tried to save him, 
He might not have had that much pain
As it is boiling now, 
When you have turned your face away
And left him back alone.

You should have once given him a reason, if his flaws troubled you,
Not only he would have fought the world for you,
But, would have collected pearls to ease off your suffering all along.
Yes, you could have told him once.

He contemplates with each and every tick on the croaking clock;
How can the love so profound dissolve so easily,
No, it can't...
How can you care so much, but then leave easily;
No, you can't...
If it was love, you would have stayed.
Yes, you would have stayed.
Was this for your own good?
You should have elucidated...
No, this can't be true...

Today he is alone, more lonely than ever...
Taking some last breaths probably.
He has not slept for several nights now,
The food has stopped going down his throat.

May be, the death is near...
But he still hopes that you will come and meet him before the clock stops,
And you will re-assure
That you were there for him, you are there for him,
And you will bring back this Assurance before it's time for him to leave.

How can someone say they love you, and then they leave... Assurance

Sunday, April 12, 2020

Sunday, March 1, 2020

The Wind and The Candle

This is the love that pulls you towards emptiness, Angel.
It has done so to me...
Longing... It's like a void, dearth of darkness spread across
On inner walls of my heart.
Of an uncountable universes there
Where mystic holes black keep chanting of timeless desires;
Yearning for lascivious infinitude;
Where candles lit by you in my hopes never die.

The two of us, you and me Angel,
 Who could never meet,
As we were oceans apart tied in our priorities of life;
I wonder why I wasn't your priority.
I keep fighting, though tired, but still gasping 
For affection all the time.
The Wind and the Candle...
They lie in their death bed  relaxed, so lost in this emptiness,
In the void of darkness,
On inner walls of my heart.

Sunday, January 6, 2019

Teesta... A longing heart for Darjeeling


The messenger clouds carry a bagful of sad messages,
The sad heart turns into fog
And the restless heart turns into Teesta...

The sad messages come to the land of hills and forests
In square boxes;
Please let the heart stay as it is,
As it reads the sad messages enthusiastically...

The clouds carry a map to guide the messenger clouds,
And the twisting roads lead to his house surrounded by gardens.
At the end of the garden lies the main gate
And the rocking chair in the Verandah...

A small strip of sun ray falls on the carpet laid on the bed
The messenger cloud empties his bags there.
The messenger clouds carry a bagful of sad messages,
The sad heart turns into fog
And the restless heart turns into Teesta...


Sunday, August 13, 2017

Power


He lies there, depressed in all ways.
Strangled on his neck, 
Tied is harsh and sick relationship band.
He who dreamt of kissing angelic love,
Now hauls in dirt, barely alive, cursed with antipathy.
His heart and breath, which have averted their sync,
Want the game to end, want to end all the blame.
But it’s his hope that’s pushing,
His will to not die, but win over.
Amidst the rage of the storm, 
Thin candle wants to stay strong and lighted.
For spreading love and light is braver,
Than to seek for them simply.

Sunday, May 21, 2017

Ae Dil Hai Mushkil


Dil tumhara tuta nahi hai, bas bikhra hua hai…

The advocacy to get love, though his actions comic and childish, was beyond any description found in books. The sluggish and the inexperienced he, was embraced in arms of friendship of a stronger lady. Broken hearts are stronger. And he didn’t have a broken heart, his was only scattered. The weaker him, he pushed limits to be with her, to soothe her, to calm her down when emotions from the past were turbulent over her present. His wish, the only wish, was to get loved. And this is the story of his ‘Love’ and her ‘Friendship’.

Ajeeb kahani hai pyar aur dosti ki. Pyar ne dosti ko kabhi samjha hi nahi. Pyar me junoon hai, dosti me sukoon hai...

Her past came into present, and was enough to make the kid grow. As he grew from inside, his endeavors to make her friendship transmute into love grew ferociously. The ‘Love’ was emotionally unbalanced, traumatic, and there ‘Friendship’ was rooted, becalmed, and clear. ‘Friendship’ was comprehended on its own belief. She knew, friendship is the bond of strength between them, and the love is weakness. But ‘Love’ had a different belief. He realized that its passion in love, but what he didn’t realize was friendship is unstrained.

Lag ja gale, ke fir ye haseen raat ho na ho. Shayad, phir is janam mein, mulaqat ho na ho…

He escaped from his truth. He made lies propel his truth to fade away. But his eyes couldn’t lie even a single time. His eyes bleed ‘Love’, and in the redness of pain tried to regain that was lost. She was never meant to be owned by him, he couldn’t realize. He already owned her more than what he wanted in her friendship, he didn’t realize this either. Friendship is above love, he would never understand.
Time flies, and what it leaves behind often is regret and remorse. And when the time was just about to get over, they couldn’t stop but to embrace each other for one last time. ‘Love’ embraced ‘Friendship’, and embraced it till he could feel her heart throb over his. Who knows, will they ever again meet thereafter?

mehfil mein teri
Hum naa rahe jo
Gham toh nahi hai
Gham toh nahi hai
Qisse humaare nazdeeqiyon ke
Kam toh nahi hai
Kam toh nahi hai

Kitni dafaa, subah ko meri
Tere aangan me baithe
Maine shaam kiya



Read more: http://www.lyricsmint.com/2016/09/channa-mereya-ae-dil-hai-mushkil.html
mehfil mein teri
Hum naa rahe jo
Gham toh nahi hai
Gham toh nahi hai
Qisse humaare nazdeeqiyon ke
Kam toh nahi hai
Kam toh nahi hai

Kitni dafaa, subah ko meri
Tere aangan me baithe
Maine shaam kiya



Read more: http://www.lyricsmint.com/2016/09/channa-mereya-ae-dil-hai-mushkil.html
Mehfil mein teri hum na rahe jo, Gham to nahi hai… Kisse hamari, nazdikiyon ke kam to nahi hai... Kitni dafa, subah ko meri tere aangan me baithe maine sham kiya...




Wednesday, March 9, 2016

A Journey to Begin


A person with an immense depth in her heart, 
As it is in her eyes. 
But the love struggles to sink in those depths. 
May be she has turned immune to affection,
That a guy struggles to have for someone.
The herald of emotions come in between,
And camouflage the love that wants to seed in the barren.
But the determined destiny has to come into play,
And the two souls will mingle into one.
For they are in need,
In their wish to prosper.
And that they can make it true when they are together.

The journey is about to begin.
It's dawn knocking on the threshold of their windows.


Friday, December 11, 2015

Breached

I watched her, enwrapped in the impeccant laughter, and met those dimples on her cheeks.
The depth of ocean seemed short, when my eyes apparently glued onto hers.
I knew her hand from mine will never get away, as she existed for me beyond promises.

Until one day, when I realized my arms never ever existed. I was born armless.