The Sun.

I was the sun to you.

Bright and glorious.

I gave you all my light,

So that you could shine.

I basked in the happiness of your presence.

But as you got closer,

You realized how scarred I was,

How in my mere presence,

You would burn out into extinction,

So you stepped back,

And kept stealing all my light,

Because you knew that I would never stop giving,

And the world wouldn’t stop taking.

 

Thus, the world stands alit today,

You can see to their inner cores.

But what is inside of me,

Still know one knows.

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She Doesn’t Understand.

She doesn’t understand

Why when she walks down the street,

No boy looks at her.

 

She doesn’t understand,

Why her family gushes over how pretty she is,

Yet no one she likes,

Has ever said that to her.

 

She doesn’t understand,

Why her friends are so supportive,

Yet when she roams the hall with them,

She feels so alone.

 

She doesn’t understand,

What is it that is wrong in her,

That she can’t see,

But everyone else can.

 

She doesn’t understand,

Why she repels people,

Why she can’t say what’s on her mind,

Why she can’t be normal.

 

She doesn’t understand,

Why she can’t smile,

Or be humorous,

Or make small talk anymore.

 

She doesn’t understand,

Why the world can’t accept her,

When she tries so hard everyday.

 

She didn’t understand,

Why in sunlight and day,

Darkness and loneliness latched on.

 

She didn’t understand,

Why she couldn’t believe,

Why she couldn’t trust.

 

Only later did she understand,

When it was too late.

The mistake didn’t lie within her.

It was the world,

That never understood her at all.

Lost to Found

You have friends,

They are there for you through anything.

They find love,

You are happy for the joy it brings.

 

You see,

You tease.

They hear all that,

And are so pleased.

 

Then as time goes by,

And they talk about there someone,

You look into your life,

And realize you have no one.

 

Its not that your jealous,

Its not that it makes you hate them,

It just makes you wonder,

Will you ever fall in love ever again?

 

You have been hurt in the past,

But don’t want it to cast,

A shadow on your present,

Or make you resent.

 

As days go by, and you feel lonely,

You see them thrive, they look and feel alive.

You shrink into a corner of racing thoughts,

‘How do I get this feeling to blot?’

 

Just hold on,

I say to myself,

Stay strong,

Don’t bottle up your feelings, to keep on a shelf.

 

God has made souls in pairs,

Yours will be someone who you can bare,

Your spirit, your heart, your life to,

And he will definitely be someone,

Who will come out of the blue.

 

It may all seem dark,

You think of the what’s and the how’s of how to embark,

To reach the light is at the end of the tunnel,

You need to filter your feelings through a funnel,

And focus on now.

 

Make a person so successful,

So compatible,

That when you do find him,

He’s there to bring you joy,

But not to complete you,

Because by then you would have become a person,

Known to only a few.

 

A person of confidence and integrity,

A self made portrait, a solo pilot,

The direction of life in your hands,

Not afraid to stand alone and brave the winds,

Of what is to come and what is within.

 

Be the girl, who is perfect for him,

Be his peace, be his hymn,

Depicting pure light and tranquility.

You would be everything he ever wanted,

Encompassing why he ever doubted,

Every other girl who stayed,

Why you are the only one who serenaded,

His heart, his mind.

 

Why he was lost,

when his life felt like the Holocaust,

Until he was found,

And at once he knew, for life,

He was bound.

 

 

 

Stay Strong.

People who say things unintentionally are rude,

Those who say things intentionally are mean.

But those who do the latter repeatedly

Are what one would call a bully.

 

Bullies thrive on putting you down,

They devour the time they see you with a frown.

You may get hurt, that’s a given,

But remember one thing,

Such actions should never be forgiven.

 

Speak up, break the silence,

They have the audacity till the time you let them.

No one should have a good time at your expense,

You will have to say something in your defense.

 

It will be hard,

It will take courage,

But the thought of no one else having to go through this,

Should be motivation enough.

 

Bullies are insecure,

Their sick fantasies are not to be endured.

So stay strong, and fight back,

It need not be an attack

But do throw them off track.

 

Give them an answer they won’t expect,

That’s when you’ll get respect.

Violence is a sin,

But silence will let it win.

 

They can’t kill your dreams,

So they assassinate your character.

 

So keep that smile, and your chin up.

Don’t break down, break through.

Keep wearing your crown, that’s where it belongs.

At the end of the day, they are the clowns.

Poetry

Why do poets stay anonymous,

Is a question quite commonly asked.

Why do they not want to be appreciated,

Is a thought that many have stated.

 

We criticize ourselves, and put our self down.

Our work of art is never perfect,

It may have loopholes,

You will never detect.

 

We take time to accept it,

And share it with the world.

When we don’t attain good reception,

We doubt our perception.

 

We see the world from a new view,

We try to put forth ideas which are new.

All we want is someone to feel comfort, and safe,

In the blanket of our words.

 

Poetry is dance,

Poetry is music,

Poetry is English, that sends you in a trance,

Poetry is something that’s always therapeutic.

 

 

Live Like Its Your Last.

We took a chance,

And played with fire.

We added life to the party,

And did what we desired.

 

Running through the streets,

In the dark of the night.

Rebel without a cause,

Sprinklers in hand,

It must have been a sight.

 

Laughter resonating at 3 AM,

Hearts filled with true happiness.

Cause this is the time,

I feel truly blessed.

 

I look at the people right beside me,

Hair flying, Eyes glowing,

I want to live each day like this,

Feeling as though I was made for flying.

 

Going places that are restricted,

Doing things that could land us in trouble,

But for the first time I feel,

It was worth it.

 

Take a risk,

And feel your heartbeat.

The exhilaration is something that make you feel,

Better than following rules.

 

Let it all go,

And let this sink in.

This is life,

Before it ends, just reel it all in.

Photograph

A box of memories,

Opened days after forever.

A box of things,

What a joy they can bring.

 

Say cheese and smile,

In today’s world,

Really, who’s is genuine?

But after a while,

The fake one seems more real,

The real one truly guile.

 

Photographs, Experiences,

Make us remember life for what it really is.

One reminds you of the happy times,

In the past.

One reminds you of the lessons,

You require for the future.

 

Polaroids come out in an instant,

That was how fast that moment lasted.

Polaroids are created slowly, but last forever,

Just like friendships we remember.

 

I press the clicker, to capture the shot,

Delete the bad, keep the good.

Life is really not that simple,

You do have to keep both,

That is how you endure growth.

 

Candid shots the best ones,

Random plans the best ones.

Isn’t it a surprise how life’s best times,

Are ones you don’t devise?

 

Paper memories, Paper smiles

Are ones that never falter.

Paper events are all those,

That remain unaltered.

 

Live life for these instants,

For they last a split second,

Understand the gravity of the situation,

Because they will never repeat.

 

 

 

Going Places

There a pieces of earth,

That are untouched.

There are sights,

That are unseen.

 

This vast domain in which we live,

Has beauties undescribable.

It has things to offer,

That are unimaginable.

 

Travel feeds the soul,

It makes you lose yourself,

And find yourself.

 

Going places,

Seeing faces,

Leaves behind traces to cherish for life.

 

I am in love with this world,

When I travel, I feel as a free as a bird.

I feel light,

When I am mid-flight.

I feel enlightened,

My future no more darkened.

 

So come on,

Lets go.

To a place you never know,

Which gives you a reason,

To let it all go…

 

 

Let It Rain

When the sky rumbles,

And it all goes dark,

No one likes it,

No one but me..

 

My smile glows,

Brighter than the lightening,

My heart blooms,

More colourful than the spring flowers outside.

 

I dance to the tipper-tapper,

I close my eyes to the only feeling,

That truly makes me happy.

 

I can’t stop, I can’t imagine,

Anything better.

 

I fell in love, I changed my mind,

I had found something at par,

Maybe even better.

 

It was all sunshine and rainbows,

Till it was not.

I faced my first heartbreak,

It left behind such an ache,

I looked at everything differently.

 

Two feelings I appreciated the most,

Now gave me a reason to re-live pain.

Rain poured down,

So did my tears.

Clouds became gloomy,

So did my mood.

 

Now whenever this weather shows up,

I just remember you,

But that dancing girl still tinkers in my heart,

Bursting out to dance like before,

Smile like before.

 

But I can’t now,

Not now, not ever.

But in spite of all the sadness,

In spite of the torment,

I cannot help but gleam a little,

Not so worried anymore,

Not so taken anymore.

 

So let it rain,

And wash away this pain.