And that's all

There are no lines that I can write
When there's nothing left to say
When clouds are hanging in the night
And they disappear by the day

There is no song that I can sing
When the words have all gone dry
And all the notes have lost their ring
Like a wolf's anguished cry

There is no pain that I can feel
When my heart is good as dead
And I can't feign smiles like they're real
I'd rather cry instead

But there are these eyes that will betray
All the memories that I hid away

The Ocean

I wonder if the ebb and flow
Of the Ocean's tides
Is how she sighs and lets go
Of grave secrets she hides

She knows of ancient lores of kings
She knows of broken hearts
And everyday her waters sing
Tales men cannot tell apart

And when I cried to her one day
I knew with me she'd cried
Her solemn wave rose to the bay
And fell gently by my side

Now when I pick up seashells
I often hear strange wails
Like forgotten, arcane spells
That unfold the Ocean's tales

A song from the grave

I am but a drifting cloud in the sky
I am but a blade of grasss
I am but a teardrop in a blind man’s eye
I am but a broken piece of glass

I am but a grain of desert sand
I am but a whisper of the wind
I am but a forgotten gypsy band
I am but a loveless soul that never twinned

I am but a lonely house in the bare tree
I am but a ring in a church bell
I am but a low tide in the deep sea
I am but a leaf that withered and fell

I am but a sad song they sing along with
I am but a ghost you can’t see
I am but a lost, forlorn myth
I am but a memory.

Sunshine's song.

PS: This is for my friend's pet who I loved dearly. Sunshine. She had the loveliest voice ever. I tried to make this good but I couldn't. But I do want this to be my 50th post on here.
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Oh little yellow Canary
Perched on top of a mighty tree
You sing songs of melancholy
As we stop to listen.
Everyday your feathers fall
A reminder of your final call
Your sadness makes us all look small
And teardrops in our eyes glisten.


There's a distant look in your eyes
The color of the deepest skies
The window reflecting your helpless cries
But no one seems to see
For a bird's song is always careless
Free of impending worries or stress
So people laugh and say god bless!
Our chirpy little Canary.

Then one morning you were gone
And it was before long
No more was heard of the song
That still lingers in the air
But oh what I wouldn't give
To see you come back and live
And once again hold me captive
In your voice's golden lair.

When I was six

Paper planes and puddles
Tiny tents and huddles
Colorful butterflies
Syrup on cold ice.

Toy cars and dolls,
Marshmallow stalls,
A blooming bud
A splash in the mud.

Candy and cake,
A quiet lake,
Rainbow in the sky
Heaven in my eye.

Stars in the night,
Silvery light,
A bed-time tale
And dreams that entail.

When I was six,
I lived
And now I exist
I only exist.
When I was six
I believed
In beauty and bliss
When I was six...

Sing.

Every night I sleep
With pain anchored inside me
And the roots of it are deep
But sealed away so no one can see

Everyday I smile
Knowing my heart wants to cry
But I don't want to seem so fragile
To every onlooker's eye

So I swallow it all and when I feel too bad
When the tears won't stop when I'm just so sad,
When I can't bear it all, can't do anything,
I open my heart and sing
I open my heart and sing.

So I don't tell a soul about my grief
Because I know all the care is fake and brief
When life becomes a curse, when it gets maddening
I open my heart and sing
I sing.

Everywhere I go
I look at people around me, they seem happy
I wonder if it's really so
Or if they're just better at pretending

Every time I lie
On my bed, looking at the only star
I wipe a tear and heave a sigh
Wishing I could go somewhere that far

But I swallow it all and if I feel too bad
If the tears won't stop, if I'm just too sad
If I can't bear it all, can't do anything
I open my heart and sing
I open my heart and sing

Then I feel relief sweeping through me
Because a song can heal the worst misery
And then I smile, and this time genuinely
And things aren't so bad

Maybe tomorrow a good day will come
Maybe of all the sunshine, I'll get some
Maybe I'll know what it is to be glad
And things won't be so bad

And if it doesn't well

I'll swallow it all and if I feel too bad
If the tears won't stop, if I'll feel too sad
If I can't bear it all, can't do anything
I'll open my heart and sing
I'll open my heart and sing

And I won't tell a soul about my grief
Because I know all the care is fake and brief
When life becomes a curse, when it gets maddening
I'll open my heart and sing
I'll sing.

Dementia

I was drunk as a fish when I wrote this. So no you can't laugh too much over this one.

Seething through your veins
A surge of anger passes
Down the memory lanes
Violent, maverick clashes
The darkness overcomes
And you can’t set yourself free
The chains of indifference
Make you blind and you can’t see

Venomous tasteful desires
Creeping through your veins
Light of a thousand pyres
Down your memory lanes
Seeping from the shadows
A discerning twinge of gloom
Hits you deep inside
And takes you to your doom

Now the anger is gone
And fear is here instead
You can’t sleep for too long
You twist and turn in bed
Your mind is now capsized
By the wilderness vile
And your heart is incised
Into pieces fragile

Hold on to your broken soul
Don’t wander too far
Or get sucked into the black hole
And soon you’ll be that dead star

My entry for Jhankar 2009-10 poetry writing

Inspiration: Hypnogaja - (Talk to me) Like lovers do

So we were given this topic "Can money buy love" and an hour's time to write our poem. And this is what got me the second place. Only goes on to show that the others really sucked =P 

Can Money Buy Love?

I’m a rich kid with a lot of money

I have a personal bodyguard and three cars

But I sometimes feel strangely funny

When I lie awake watching the stars

For I may have a playstation and the latest game

And all the record labels in the store

Yet I sometimes wish that I could claim

That I have something I want evermore

 

I dream of lovers holding hands

And kissing gently beneath the sky

Or sharing their tacos at the stands

But that’s something money can’t buy

I dream of gardens and the sea

And two souls oblivious to all that

Whispering sweet nothings softly

Lost in their subliminal chat

 

I have a fast bike that can fly

But I have no one to share the ride

I have company in laughter but I’m alone when I cry

I wish I had a lover by my side

If I could trade all that I possess

For a humble wish from Above

I’d forget about playthings and fancy dresses

And wish for one true love. 

Life is a storm cloud

**I wrote this for my ten year old cousin and she urged me to put it up on here. So yeh go ahead, have a laugh at my terrible writing skills and dance like mavericks at the grave of my dead muses.**

Just when you think that it's all over

Life gives you a sudden cheer
If all your worries would sink any lower
You'd wonder if they were ever here

Some memories fade and some linger
Some seem like they happened yesterday
Like the song of a soulful singer
They often rewind in your head and play

Distant dreams look closer now
All your wishes come true somehow
Your heart wants to sing in glee
You want to dance because you feel free
Say it once, say it again out loud
Life is a moving storm cloud

Just when you thought you'd never find love
Life gives you a surprise
Like a blessing from the heaven above
Like an angel in disguise

Some friends go and some stay
Some come into your life late

But I'll think you'd agree that any day

They make your simple life great

Happy times are closer now

All your tears seem to dry somehow

You can't help but nod and smile

At how it seemed over before a little while

Sing it once sing it out loud

Life is a moving storm cloud