Soumya Scribbles...

dis poem is 4 all dose ppl who didn't have da heart to tell his/her love 'i love u'..if u r still waiting..wat r u waiting for??!!.go and tell dem ..that u love her/him....b4 its too late... Have i ever confessed? Have i ever told you that i love you? On that morning When the sun rose red Did i look at your eyes? Had i the power to look into those- innocent,a lot shy after the night's sleep and let my eyes speak? On that very night when we had gone for a nightwalk Didn't my heart run faster? Didn't my emotions go deep? Amongst the millions of stars and a lone moon Didn't i press ur hand?.....a bit? But i couldn't say i love you. Today if its not too late, if you remember those unspoken words, if you ever had fathomed my expressions I would like to look straight into your eyes to hold your hands gently And ask-if its not too late Have i ever told you that i love you?

Death o thy deeath,Can't you wait a bit more? How many immatured lives did u take? How many claims went unnoticed? And those who craved for you... You kept them waiting--selfishly,cruelly. you are the inevitable,the absolute one. Still you come--uninvited,unwanted. Can't you see those faces? Those faces praying for your absence.- A bit more,perhaps some more time. Can you see those tears dried up between the eyes? And a hint that many are still in store! Here is the son who will lose his guide The wife who will lose her entity. The relatives who will lose their beloved. And you!!you will claim just another life!! Oh death,O thy death,I request you Can't you wait some more time?

Can there be a rebirth in a single life? A rebirth that too as a poet. Remember the days,the gold old days. I was running after my wishes. My ambitious mind in search of a longdue fame. Life was so fragile that time that I couldn't recognise my simplest of happiness For i was busy in other bigger dreams. perhaps in such a moment i had got a paper and i scratched a few lines on it. That was it. I realised it that day how does it feel to create. 'Is this what it feels to be god'I asked. Simplest of work,unnoticed,hesitant brought me tears in my eyes. After so many days i bitterly wept. Life was aloways at my doors It was only me who had gone for it elsewhere.. Someone screamed,"you're a poet now..wow...u can be famous" And someone whispered, "Beyond the window lie your mundane desires the fame you deserve And here,somewhere,something is in store." I went up to the window to shut it down. And sat down.... Sat down with my first few lines of poems.

It was raining that night The night where the sky was black And I was awake. Awake for the reason U'd have come Just to get a glimpse of me. I couldn't see ur face But i used to read it,- the face where feelings used to wave and expressions deep . I thought i had found my true love. on those torn papers u used to throw I could feel ur presence I Could feel how much u loved me. At last someone who had loved my innerself Not my body,not da trace of flesh and blood. But i was so wrong. I had forgot,my wheel chair,- my steely truth. I could see ur face that day when u saw me in that chair. Compassion had crept in place of love In ur eyes I could read that naked truth "Oh my god,This girl is handicapped!" Suddenly those night visits,those torn love notes those innocent sentiments were gone. I felt very ashamed,i felt strange. Still i sat on that balcony the next night My weak mind convinced of a glimpse of u You were not there It was not raining that night But i know not w...

Remember that night, That very night when we were together On that garden,beside that big leafy tree. I could see ur face--vibrant,giggling unbound. Night sky had light up all the stars perhaps to see your face. Never ever had i dreamt of that moment when my lips-warm and eager touched yours-shivering,expectant. Our first kiss-- Can i describe the feelings we had?Never. your big eyes,i kissed them too. it was more of an emotional eagerness Than of a physical need we knew. I could see your eyes wet Sometimes tears tell a lot more than smile does. Those expressive eyes, I didn't have anything to say. It meant a lot. Silently but surely I whispered I Love u my love. May be within myself,may be i didn't at all But words were too blunt to play any part there. I took you in my arms. We sank deep into the wavy grasses and our heads held high to tell the stars "We will be awake tonight to accompany you." It was a dream,a dream which came true. Unknowingly and unwantedly the s...

Put out the light. I am blind,blind to the world. Sunrise and sunset the words are only different. I dont know what colours are. i even wonder what black is. I see vacuum,I see blank- actually,i see...nothing. May be I am blessed. I dont see people cry. I don't see them die. Ican't see innocents getting molested. Rape a girl and i can't see that too. They are all events,described ones. Let them be like that,I pray. I am blessed. but i have felt how love fail I know how relationship goes fake even can i realise how friends betray. I am blind,so be it. You are not,I beg u Put on the light.

Turn me down not for I will be there all the time Waiting for you,for that one fine moment. When you will look around Your eyes,searching a trace of my heart. Turn me down not for i will be there when you're alone. Alone,with a pleading mind. ressurected from the thrash of a heartbreak. You will ask for something,only to realise I'm standing with more than myself to give to u. Turn me down not when i wl b there at ur doorstep. willing to show you the night sky. where thousands of stars will lit our footsteps. and none of us would say a word. Turn me down not for i will hold ur hand one day. My feet will protest and my heart will race My lips can get stuck still i would manage "Can we.....??" Please turn me down not then.

It is raining the whole day. The boy,standing beside da window A vacant look,pale face of his. I dont dare to xplore his mind. His best friend has died last nite. I shivered. Why does lyf become so rude to us! Best friend,-part of our soul. I could see my good old dayz. The togetherness we enjoyed, the times we had let off,unnoticed. feelings we shared... unuttered words,unspoken dreams-- We didn't ever had to share verbally. In dose good times HE was there with others..enjoying,smiling In my bad times He was there,alone,still trying to smile. His presence gave me confidence Mine gave him warmth. How is it lose such a friend! I looked up,straight to the boy's face. Tears were coming down from eyes. Raindrops,tear--they all were mixing up. I held a paper high above my head. Nature's sympathy and heart's latency soaked up. A piece of imagination was wriiten wid invisible ink. A poem of love,life and dreams-all lost forever. I started walking down da road Behind rain and e...

I remember the days drenched in sweat and mud i used to scream "mother,I am home." those were the moments; innocent screams,however louder they were had an intimacy of their own. I stil remember the days jostling and fighting in da field we used to behave like enemies those were the moments childish pranks,however violent were they had a softness of their own. My memory still flashes wid dose when it was the first spring, i fell in luv,i really did those were the moments true love,however immaturish it was had a purity of its own. today,i stand over money summed up. today,i ask for watever i want to. today,i buy fame and glory wid time. still when i am alone, i remember those days. i tried and i failed; i realised money can't buy true love that i lost. I wanted but i learnt today money brought wid it loneliness i asked unwantedly. Today i am alone. i try to recall my childhood dose innocent dream,dose natural sentiments... i know not when did i cry last but i feel like t...

DIS IS NOT WRITTEN BY ME FULLY..so credit goes to tania mukherjee too ....still i wld like to share dis poem in my blog as i hv written last half... an autumn boulevard lined with golden trees- from where golden leaves fall, the blue,cotton streaked sky,a naughty breeze; i walk till i encounter a wall. on the wall sits an apostle- an apostle of friendship,warmth,love- amidst the busyness of the world;the hustle n bustle- manifestation of serenity,peaceful as a dove. i stand beneath nature's warmth,da mother's arm where tenderness embraces heart and soul. every prayer is answered wid a softness of its own And da almighty looks after as nothing goes foul. the golden leaves wave a new meaning as i walk along the wall that is there wealth comes up wid a definition in my mind as feelings share and emotions care. A realisation dawns upon as i grow expectant and set my mundane desires run free I kneel down wid my eyes sobbed and ashamed gradually surrender my greedy heart to Thee.

It feels like heaven isn't it.I asked my friend. From da garbage of concrete to come to a village. We were on our way along a ground. As far as the eyes can run,dere is nthng xcpt da ground the flies,the dew drops,the grass ask our whereabouts. I feel dey r whispering. After a lot of dayz it was back to childhood wid my friend i ran towards the unknown through the ground we ran,we stopped,we gasped for fresh air.we breathed... then again ran,ran harder. it was not any cat n mice run in whc we r often indulged in it was to feel the divinity,to surrender myslf to da freshness of nature. suddenly one or two drops...and den rain came pouring in. life cant b sweeter...we pushed ourself harder.. we got sobbbed..we got drenched after so many dayz for da 1st time i realised how to love life exploring da ground was an excuse may b we were to explore our innerself.. 30 years of hardcore reality couldnt do it but 1 hour of nature's intimacy saw our soul through. salvation wat else i smile...

The path of life has so many turns. In any of the turns success allures u. some other way failure frightens. You get provoked by desires. love nurtures our emotions. feelings creep up with all its curiosity maturity broadenes the point of view. At the end of it when all expressions go fake friendship awaits my life at the ultimate corner. defining a friend seems like the toughest job still words pile up wid restless intimacy. mind listens to it with an eagerness of its own as expressions dominate sentiments and rationality. A friend with so innocent heart yet so matured thinking A girl with such a precious smile and amateurish thoughts I never ever had expected life to find thou heart Never knew dat friendship will unfold such a lane where wid all her maturity yet childishness with emotions cared and feelings shared this gal would b waiting like a true friend.

It was raining in da evening,light showers. I was at a music concert,alone. music my soul searcher and sole companion. As it started the rhythm,the music itself took me to a differnet place.I had entered the concert not beacuse i wished for but i wanted to hide from solitude.The atmosphere showed me a divine height.A situation so deep in itself that i relaxed.As the artist carried on and on I kept getting buried,-buried under the soil of divinism and romanticism.Solitude was a luxury then that i could have preferred and atmosphere a bliss that I cherished.Sitting on a chair where everythng was dark still enlghtened by music,a place where audience were silent still speaking to their mind, I had a feeling of how small I am.how small are we in front of this greatness.What do we possess!what do we take pride in!!Silence,sudden pause between songs let me sink deeper,realise every word those were taken care of by tunes. Time passed on,quickly and selfishly.It was then;da curtain started drop...

hv tried to share my emotion thru a half poem half essay type piece..its not as artistic or poignant as a poem but its wat i call sharing my feeling in a diffrnt way..hope u all wld like to write sumthng bout dis topic Today is our school leaving day. The big gate is just infront. large gate with iron beams in it. Beyond the gate a matured future is waiting. Yes,i am in my school for the very last time. never did i have a second thought while crossing the gate after leave but today was different,really different. Couldn't i see the sparkling tear drops in our teacher's eyes? Ours were filled up too. maturity at the cost of innocent times is not worth it. moments me and my friends spent,cherished for years- they were coming back as a collage--frame after frame. it hapenns to evrybody i consoled myself. but it was not enough. "its dark outside.what r you doing here.go home"said the gatekeeper. I shouted,"I know,rain is going to pour in tonight." my last words...

Life was sailing smooth until you came in my life. How much smoother you can be,i asked life. The days we first met,how can i forget. Remember the dayz we were together my love. My thoughts didn't have any arguments,rationalism. it was only you who had my thoughts borrowed. A poet,so I was,and you loved me very much. So many lines came from my heart and they were true. You and me and our poems.this was it. We didn't go for an expensive dinner; We didn't go for an elusive party. A poem,a heart's warmth couldn't buy us the luxury. but last week i went to your house. your sudden rational mind asked me out politely. We can love each other but can't go forward. Because I'm a poet,a poet only with words!! Words can't assure you a life smooth and happy. I agreed. But shouldn't i be given a chance? My poems inspired by you got betrayed. Feelings shared and emotions cared-all were lost. I couldn't convince an already made up mind. A poet can love,i scream...

It was raining that day We two met at a garden On that bench which was all wet our mind too. I proposed to you,I remember- on my knees,with a rose. More of a convention than of a feeling i suppose. Seconds went by like ages past You were all red. "If you had really loved me soumya, You wouldn't have so easily said you love me pile of emotions would have robbed you of words" Sentiments mixed with silence is what love is all about I discovered and learnt it that day. If I had really loved you.... It is shining today We two do not meet anymore. On that bench where it is all dry memories reside but emotions fly. If silence mixed with grief was to be called disappointment So be it,I said to myself with voice permanant. Strolling towards the bench i knew Eyes were following me though very few. I sat and cried with eyes sobbed. I knew what i missed,from what i was stopped. A hand anchored my shoulder.the touch i got A shiver through the spine recalling my happiness I forgot ...

Words,they are only words and nothing else! Words they are only words and nothing else! Success comes up with words of praise. Failure comes with mouthful of consolation. We live life and love life Words flow and never stop like time doesn't. Memory speaks a hundred words Separtion craves for words of meeting. Happiness flows with spontaneous words. Bitterment searches them but nowhere. Music makes words look gorgeous. Quarrel hates them so throws out. Solitude finds them to solliloque and death gets the deepest of them all,-silence. words are only words and at last nothing else.

Something was there in the early morning breeze I got up shivering. Last night it was you,not dreams,with whom i shared my sleep. The day began,memory freshened. It was time to think of you again. Let us meet in the afternoon I thought. I would tell u today that how much i love you. IS this what falling in love is?I asked to myself. love is what love and only love can understand. So I fell in love with you. How can someone FALL in love?? I rose up in love with you rather. You took over my nights from dreams. So dream came crowded in the morning just to remind me of you. This afternoon i don't care about dress I will b enlightened by your presence itself. this afternoon i will b optimistic Becasue I have given myself no other choice. This afternoon I will hold your hand n walk side by side Because i want to share my heart's warmth with yours. This afternoon I will rise up in love Beacuse i have seen the steps where love awaits me at the top With its serenity,maturity and romanti...

Disease,a mortal thing,very much our own. Pain,anxiety,fear all meeting at the same end. We take life as it is,for granted Untill a sudden nighmarish jerk- a halt to ur steady life flow. We realise at once how precious life is. Living normal seems to be such a desired thing then, though we were never satisfied with it in the past! Fate,frustration pins us down to reality. Disease,-the person gasps for a bit of fresh air Begs for one hour of sleep. We feel sleeping is important. we knew but now we realise that we are lucky to be breathing normally. On the uncertain path of future dayz disease named unease awaits us with the ultimate ambition of his- bleak,pale death cheats our life and time. Give life a chance,give living a thought. so that our lungs do not remain subdued our eyes do not get underpayed and life gets a chance to live its part.

On that riverside where sand turns to gold i stand surprised,what beauty nature unfolds! On that top of the hill,SUN beams reflect Ever saw any light so soothing,so perfect! On that village street trees dance with supportive wind My mind gets auspicous,how much more to find! the sea,where sky bows its head in respect deep blue color,who is its architect? When I look at His wonder son we,the mankind,God's own creation. Simple poem written in a simple way But the truth it depicts is gorgeous anyway He made us,wished us to realise His place Nature,with its utmost vivacity is standing, where joy is everwhere accompanying beauty and grace.

MORE A MESSAGE THAN A POEM Have we ever seen through ourselves? have we? On the deep dark streets of memoirs haven't we ever felt guilty?? When the Sun blessed us wid success, didnt we congratulated ourselves?didnt we feel proud? But when failure eclipsed our good times didn't we blame others? didnt we make a mutual agreement wid conscience? How many times have we considered ourselves unlucky-- when the situation was to blame ourselves only. And fate was there,alwayz, more as an excuse than a belief. God got blamed evrywhere we failed. And we praised ourselves anywhere we won! Think back,its never too late to change things. We shouldn't pay for what we have done in the past but it is the time we take a lessson and see through ourselves. probably we can clear out the black dots in our mind wid consciousness added to right judgements.

GARDEN OF FEELINGS I have a garden of roses. flowers-- only friends for me. different smells match the human emotions i suppose, the world as it is today,mixed emotions portrayed in small canvas there are the red roses they remind me of the vivacity,the enthusiasm i used to have sumday i know little about the outer world the activities,the events. my only source,my garden grows wid worldly experince. i look at the pink ones- sensuality,some kind of wisdom. the black ones- awares me of the dark shades of human nature. there are my favorites,white roses. peace,generosity and kindness all over it. the fragrance,mixed emotions of human mind- my garden use to convey them to me. But until one morning..wat do i see!!! the white flowers,all of them,have gone pale overnight. they are no more. the more i looked i for,disappointed i got. i searched my garden madly not a trace of white;nowhere to be seen. i asked,"Hey God why did u do this to me,why my garden?" someone whispered,"Bo...

The time i saw you,did u look at the sky? it was blue,in its original shade.I never believed in luv at first sight so i blinked twice,still i luvd u. th sky was even more bluish that time my luv was as deep as it could be as clear as the sky was remember the dayz when we used to walk holding each othrs' hand? the sky looked a bit reddish perhaps ur mind reflected at the large canvus a bit excited,a lot happy. things were goin so good i didnt look upto the sky for days i became partial. the day when u left the city i looked up again after so many days it was raining. it was as disappointed and grey as i was,may b u too. got ur letter yestrday.it was raining again last night you're coming back to ur place!! i went to the roof to tell this to our sky hah!it already knew that u r home a rainbow,sky filled with colors,was all i could see.

can u see the boy?there,ya there. leave him.give him a chance to live his life. they stopped for a moment..looked at me in surprise. I went on what do u get destroying our families? tell me why don't u feel the same as if ur family is here? hey God,can't u see 'what man has made of man'? should i plead for an undisturbed sleep for one night? there will b no sound,no noise,no shouts of pain. why are metals shining in ur hand?why dose holsters on ur belts? are they enuf to bury the screams of the people u merdered! do u sleep peacefully?,i asked. never do u feel sweats on ur forehead when a nightmare wake u up? give peace a chance. they didn't listen to me. their eyes needed to see the WORK done. still had two bullets left. i felt a molten metal piece trespassing in2 my leftside. i fell to the ground. they were reaching the child i showed. i whispered,give him a chance to live. a sudden scream tore the silence apart for the last time at that nite.

From the dawn of ur life to this very morning You've got pleasure,pain n many other things. there were lot to cheer lot to scream sometimes a sleepless night,a beautiful dream. moments to share and memories to care Experience to tell and events to hear. days r the same as "they soon glided by" green will the field blue will be the sky. hope dis day will unfold a new page of ur life and touch the ideal u always strived. may u b sweeter than sweet,dearer dan dear bcoz my frnd it will jst not be another year. 2006,the new year has arrived so make it count lets make an oath u will b simpler and our friendship will b sound.