Wednesday, April 06, 2011

I fell in love!

I was walking smiling wide
When I fell in, I knew not how
"Was it a trap? Was it a hole?"
No, none of these, I fell in love!

The same old road, had something new
It made me think, where am I now
"Did you wander? Were you lost?"
No, none of these, I fell in love!

How grass shoots out through cracks in rocks
A light within, how fireflies find
How fish emerge, in fresh puddles
Love for someone, thus filled my mind!

I'd picked my path, with ample care
Got caught by hands, both strong and thin
"Was it your choice? Was it your plan?"
No, none of these, I just fell in!

I'd picked my path, with ample care
When I fell in, I knew not how
"Was it a trap? Was it a hole?"
No, none of these, I fell in love!

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

The True Lover, he needs no art

The True Lover, he needs no art,
To show that he is filled with bliss!
No Symphonies in full or part,
Or made up Poems such as this.

Ah! A mere glance from his eyes,
Speaks more to the beloved's heart,
Yes a mere glance from his eyes,
Says more to her than all of art!

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Ode to Mathematics

Mathematics! Mathematics!
I scratch my head not for the ticks!
The problems you pose, itch me more
So hard to learn -- harder to score.

Companies that promise great careers
All say in bold, 'No Standing Arrears!'
But my arrears aren't 'seated',
Until you're properly treated.

You seem to me variably hazy,
Only because I'm constantly lazy!
But for the diligent practicer,
Who is laborious, not wiser,
You form a seductive mistress
And give him bliss and not distress!

PS: Written entirely in trance filled maths classes during my college days.

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Lend me a shoulder

Days of peril are far from gone,
Lend me a shoulder, friend;
In such times, that's nice to lean on
Lend me a shoulder, friend.

Drained and disdained, from joy detained,
Only sorrow seems sustained;
Life is strained, seeing me so pained,
Oh Lord, are you entertained?

Burning in the reddest fires,
Is my lonely crying heart;
From this life that hurts and tires
I wonder when I will part!

For loss append, to life amend,
Even I dare intend,
On support I wholly depend,
Lend me a shoulder, friend!

PS: Written during the dark times controlled by disagreeable lecturers, horrifying exams and mystifying rules.

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