About Me
When Equations Go Wrong
We were together, but not any more
before we knew,things had turned sour
it seems like we are on different shore
in this relation, little did we explore.
Being your friend was easy, effortless and fun
such comfort i barely experienced with anyone
though a stranger, my affection you had won
taking you for granted was the mistake i had done.
little did i know, at every step i had to take care
my words would hurt you deeply, i was unaware
else I'm not the one who would actually dare
i know i was unfair,but to me you're precious and rare.
all the silly talks we had, with no track of time
and all those messages which actually did rhyme
we never hesitated to display stupidity at its prime
all that we shared was sacred and sublime.
I miss every bit of you, the sweetheart i knew
i know we still talk but i really have no clue
all the words no longer feel right or true
but i will wait and pray only for YOU.
before we knew,things had turned sour
it seems like we are on different shore
in this relation, little did we explore.
Being your friend was easy, effortless and fun
such comfort i barely experienced with anyone
though a stranger, my affection you had won
taking you for granted was the mistake i had done.
little did i know, at every step i had to take care
my words would hurt you deeply, i was unaware
else I'm not the one who would actually dare
i know i was unfair,but to me you're precious and rare.
all the silly talks we had, with no track of time
and all those messages which actually did rhyme
we never hesitated to display stupidity at its prime
all that we shared was sacred and sublime.
I miss every bit of you, the sweetheart i knew
i know we still talk but i really have no clue
all the words no longer feel right or true
but i will wait and pray only for YOU.
11:43 PM | Labels: experience, poem | 5 Comments
You And Me
Once I was struck by this lightning thought which has taken the form of this poem. We know someone so well, yet we are unaware of many hidden facets of their's. It's not until time and circumstances reveal it to us, we are are conforonted with them and it chances the role of the person in our life's.
It was unusual how we met
you were surprised, I could bet
your eyes were wide and tensed
and your mind was eclipsed
I was crazy according to you
with no sense of direction
and no plans that required action
with time n' the closer we grew
we shared a few pleasant moment's
to you, I was now more appealant
it was just a hi and only few words
that we exchanged being in the herd
there were a few issues we both agreed
you could see signs of a sane person in me
with seasons the relation elevated
we were now friends who couldn't be parted
sharing all little things was delightful
and the fights seemed so rightful
I turned into the charming girl of your life
to whom you could confront everything being free
a shoulder to whom you turned to in grief
your secrets were safe with me was your belief
once you confessed, life without me was totally hollow
I was now the light of your life, in your love I did glow
after years of togetherness we have reached here
where no one knows us better than each other
through this journey you have seen my many facet's
and no doubt you're my perfect couplet, yet with
each growing minute you shall see, a new me.
~ chetana.N
1:21 PM | Labels: poem | 1 Comments
What I want
I flip, I turn n' I toss
I see not, what's so obvious
I sit upright, being anxious
The Killer silence had stretched
as thoughts were being etched
deep into my heart of hearts
missing not even a single part
what is that I want , I think
with wide open eyes that didn't blink
wrapping my arms against my thigh
i sit there searching my soul for reply
Is it the love or is it the ecstasy
that I desire? tell me, what is my fantasy?
with so many relationships around
and from all the people to whom I'm bound
My heart spoke to me -Listen my dear
which was out loud and clear
I neither desire ecstasy or love
as they don't last forever, thereoff
I hope to find, a mere - human touch
that draws a smile on the face, such
that brightens each day with a rainbow color
in whose presence, life never seems like a labor
The touch that inspires me to be innocent
and makes me work towards greater achievement
nothing could satisy the soul in this very way
I learnt this art to satisfaction here today.
~ chetana. N
9:23 AM | Labels: experience, poem | 0 Comments
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