Ocean

Slipped away from your hands..... To the ocean of tears, sadness and agony
You were the love of my life
I fought with the storm, the waves, the current
The waves were strong, much stronger than me....was very high, took me away
It broke me in pieces, hurt Deep in my heart
Could not wither me away with the waves....could not drown me in the deepest of the sea
Fighting to reach a new shore, a new world a newer life once again
To give wings to my dreams, meaning to my life and explore the happiness once again.


Shyama :)

Slipped Slipped & Slipped

Slipped away from your hands… To the ocean of tears, sadness and agony…Once you were the love of my life….

I fought with the storms, the waves, the current

The waves were strong, much stronger than me….was very high, took me away

It broke me in pieces, hurt deep in my heart

Could not wither me away with the waves….could not drown me in the deepest of the sea

Fighting to reach a new shore, a new world, a newer life once again.

To give wings to my dreams, meaning to my life and explore the happiness once again….. :)

Life in Fragments

Life in Fragments

Bits and pieces lying here and there…. Living in fragments, tormented, tarnished and broken

Some agony there…. Some tears somewhere…. 

Longing to collect some smiles here

Some forgotten lyrics…. Some spilling words from the lips

Some memories deep engraved in the heart

Among rhythm and dusk, among affection and excruciation

Feelings spranged followed by the pain

And i

Planted the sapling there standing on the bund…..

waiting for myself to blossom again…

JSaaj.

Frozen Nights

Frozen Nights

Frozen nights are scrolling, looking for your turn around

Chilling peace is calling, waiting for your single sound….

Shining stars are twinkling Catch the glimpse here tonight

Brighteous moon is shimmering, Live the moment in this night

Don’t leave me here tonight Dying for your single sight

Don’t leave me here tonight Will lose me for entire life

Frozen night will remain for life Wait will never be over

Chilling peace is filled in my life..

No more sounds I will hear…

Shyama

Hi !!

Happy to be on my blog again. :)

Journey

Journey……the endless journey of life…

Moments coming and going away….

Leaving behind sense of madness….

Feelings of felicity and infelicity…altogether

Things being mortal and immortal…the same time

Kind of facing life and death…the same moment

Confronting the universe….both In front of me and beside me…

Emerging smile out of tears…drowned again back to tears…

Journey….always the endless journey…

But

Life does ends…it has limits…

The border which can never be crossed…

Shyama

Hey..... Sorry for the long gap.

was not able to feel anything around me....may be due to to the prevailing silence inside.

But i promise....soon i will be back from my emotional hangover.

Thanks for your support even in my absence.


Shyama

Changing Dreams

Dreams kept on changing… with our each encounter…

Which we saw together and felt together…

Parting the ways to be individuals…

The moments we shared together and lived together…

The enormous ways to elaborate, the happiness

In our lives together…

Dreams kept on changing…with our each encounter

From soulmates to two different mortals…

Been segregated into pieces…lying here and there…

Breathing but still like immortals…

Sensing but still like superfluous…

In this empty world…

Dreams kept on changing…with our each encounter…

The lastingness to confront all…

Standing for each other…adding strength to the soul…

Everything ended with just one sweep…

Broken aspirations and dying hopes…

The world is still the same…

Dreams kept on changing…with our each encounter…

You moved on…and wiped out the feelings…

We had in our hearts…for each other…

To be in your dreams…to make you my life…

Bringing the smiles we had on our faces…

Landing to the sempiternal…

Dreams ended here forever…

Shyama

Something is still lying there

Something is still lying there… in your arms….

Some strands of my hairs and some drops of my tears…

Some happy and sad time, we shared together…

Something is still lying there… in your arms…

Some warmth, love and affection in the air…

Mortal and immortal sentiments felt together…

Something is still lying there… in your arms…

The desire to share the smiles forever everywhere…

The desire to remain alive in our hearts together…

Something is lying there… in your arms…

The glittering eyes…the breath of mine…

The pumping heart…fragrance of yours…

Something is still lying there…in your arms…

Some folded and unfolded dreams broken and disrupted…

Things were clear from the very first day,…

Lost the heart the very same day…

Something is still lying there… in your arms…

Some devotion, some commitment I made to myself…

Willingness to live for you and die for you…promised to myself.

Something is still lying there… in your arms…

Lost the heart, lost the love…the hope to be together…

This is evident…we can’t get along…

Still…

Something is lying there… in your arms…

And will always remain there…till I am alive…

Till you are alive… Till the feeling called love is alive…

On the earth…in the Universe…

Shyama

Ship

Ship

The ship is fighting with the waves, lost the control

Looking for a shore in search of life and peace

To breathe, to live and sail in the ocean of life..some more

The thunderstorms…frightening it… to lose the hope

To lose the desire to be loved by the sailor

To be loved by the waves, the compass to sail some more…

Trying to get the right path, the right direction

To reach the shore and feel safe and secure

But the cruel some waves are trying to break it into pieces

To drown it deep in the ocean, to dismantle it

The fight continues among the ship and the waves

The violent rotating windstorms, taking a toll on the ship…

Making it loose it’s courage to fight some more and search for the shore…

Shyama

Origination of Poetry

Origination of Poetry

What is poetry? How does it originates??

It is not simply, the thought of mind..expression in the form of word..

On a piece of paper..

Thoughts rising in the mind and heart with a tint of controversy..

Manu scripted…in a rhythmic tone..

Expression of inner strength and encouragement…

Thus the poetry originates.

More meaningful expressions..

Appropriate to be applaused…

Thus the poetry originates… J

Shyama 

Highest Peak

Highest Peak

The highest peak in the world

One can catch everywhere from that peak..

Nothing is hidden from it’s eyes..

Everything is visible from the highest peak..

Receiving the rays of the rising sun and too the setting one..

Receiving the shades from the trees…holding the roots in his heart…

Full of green and shiny grass…yet the highest peak…

Multicolored with aroma of flowers and ashes…

House of feathery objects..

Nature’s lap…full of peace…calm in itself…

On the earth…the highest peak… J

Shyama

Sun

Sun

Oh Sun!!!

Please do not go down with the beauty of spectrum

Possessing everything to enhance the nature

Do not go down in the wide sea, inviting the fearful, the dreary night

May be craving for dreams for which the eyes are blank..

Soul is thirsty…

Every day …after every twelve hours…you set

and the night approaches..the unbearable night…

Why don not you think like my heart…

Oh Sun…

Get rid of the storms arising in it…

With the every second of the dark night…tornadoes arise..

Be sensible…

Please do not go down to bring the dreary night… J

Shyama

Yellow Flowers

Yellow flowers

Remove those yellow flowers from your heart

Which I gave you with whole hearted spirit and dedication

Day by day, I think they must be smelling

Spreading their fragrance always around you

Must be blooming with your smiles, or,

Must have been a beauty piece for you

Remove those yellow flowers from your heart

Have they been a part of your diary

Or it has been a burden to bear

Tell me, I can hear, I am having the power

I can face, but can not create trouble for you

Remove those yellow flowers from your heart

Have they been a mode of entertainment

Decades passed by and you did not informed

Confusion remains the same as it is

Without your confirmation

Remove those yellow flowers from your heart

Petals must have lost their shade and shine

Must not be able to remind you of me

Must have been lost among the pages

How can make it flower again, only I can tell

Remove those yellow flowers from your heart

They need a change, looking for renewal

They need a companion….

No possibility of anyone else…who can replace

Needs your love, to be applaused by you

Remove those yellow flowers from your heart

The flower must have been bore and you too

Think of me or someone else

I am also scattered as those petals

Needs to be recollected…only by you

Remove those yellow flowers from your heart

Must be carrying the flower every now and then

What tey need is your patience and care

Uneasy to decide..your inclination towards the dream

Are you still waiting??

Remove those yellow flowers from your heart

Must be wrying day by day

Broken into pieces

Lost the color and the shine

Branchless…away from the plant

Remove those yellow flowers from your heart

Must have dried out

Must not be getting any comfort

Misappealing and unattractive

Waiting for your comeback…as you are only mine… J

Shyama

Three Years

Three years

Three years of agony, three years of exile, three years of failure

Is it worth for a while??

Three months of togetherness, three months of smile, three months of tenderlove

Is it worth for a while??

Three weeks of dreams, three weeks to fantasize, three weeks to think of it

Is it worth for a while??

Three days of the feeling. Three days of shyness, three days of rememberance

Is it worth for a while??

Three hours of your touch, three hours of your breath, three hours of your heartbeat

Is it worth for a while??

Three minutes of the happiness, three minutes of the joy, three minutes are way ahead

Is it worth for a while??

Three seconds of life, three seconds of dilemma, three seconds of the death…

Ha ha ha

It is worth for a while!!!

Shyama

Thee

Thee!!!

Every moment I feel like being in your arms

Surrounded by your smell, your warmth and your love

Still your eyes are glued on my face

Filling the spark, the trust and affection to my soul

Visible or invisible, your presence I can feel

I breathe and my heart beats, as it’s yours only sealed..

You are inside me..in my heart

In my dreams, my senses, my smell and deep in my thoughts

You are me and I am you

We breathe for each other and live for each other

Although we are not together

Even death can not do us apart..

Shyama

Eyes

Eyes

Looks like deep water lakes

One who tries to sink in it…

The lovely eyes…the cruel eyes…

The eyes of beloved…the eyes of a villain..

All are having own shine and depth

The brown eyes..the blue eyes..the black eyes

Like the pussy cat!!

Sometimes becoming lovers delight…

The source to dream..to think..even to write…

Possessing the power..feeling beauty of nature…

Lots of different variety.

Stealing the hearts..breaking the hearts and even

Withholding the hearts..

Everything and everywhere…the Eyes and only Eyes… J

Shyama

Blank Call

Blank Call

Tring…Tring…Tring

The ring disturbs you from your sweetest dreams you are in…

Entertains you with the pleasing tune…

Interrupts you when deep drowned in emotions…

Disappoints you, makes you smile…

Mode of entertainment…mode of vexes…

Soothing responses…unacceptable…drags you…

From dilemma of your own..

Again the sound is coming…

Tring…Tring…Tring

Shyama

Dreams

Dreams

Dreams are flying ,high in the sky…

With silver feathers, and starry eyes..

Wings so soft, like silky pride…

The misty air, the cloud so bright..

The rainbow, in the blueish sky…

Prisms like raindrops, making it shine..

All seven colors, making feathers so bright…

Caught the attention, of every dreamy eye..

Dreams are flying, high in the sky…

Free from the world, carrying stars in the eyes

Shyama

Life

Life

What is life?

I am amazed…

Is life a mystery..or is it a history?

Of all those solved and unsolved problems…

Which are left behind.

And the life is on it’s way.

To create more miracles

Extending the history…

Quite amazing to understand it’s tricks..

To understand it’s turns…both happy and sad.

Becoming unforgettable…

The life.. J

Shyama