Capowrimo

I am not a poet, not as yet

I just dress up few lines of the prose with gaudy frills, and send them to a party of poetry. During this month of April, I will try to attempt one poem per day. Yeah I am joining those poets who are attempting to stretch their muscles and produce one poem each day. Not sure if I will be able to do that, can’t promise cause poetry is not something that I plan to write, poetry is something that knocks on my door and I just let it in…

Well this month I hope it knock everyday cause I plan to participate in Capowrimo and will also read Napowrimo

If you are participating too, send me your link and I will visit you everyday :))

Life is like that only-part 5

Pain visits me today, uninvited,
choking me till I am charred by its heat.
I welcome it knowing
that if I didn’t feel it I would be in wrong place
Together, under soft covers,
we stretch for a while
Pen lays untouched, inks dry;
muse awaits till pain exhausts its pride

Betrayal

Once again it failed

To serve my words
seasoned with lust
It swallowed up my verse
That I had meticulously fed
Into its black hard tummy
I had planned a surprise of
Shower of love with
Jingle of music
On his birthday
While he cut the cake
It just burbed

I swore that day
Never to trust
Internet again

Enjoy this moment

One of my FB friend ask me this question
"If I were to die tommorrow what would you say to me?"

In response, I had this to say to her

If you were to die tomorrow
How would you have known?
Had angels crooned into your ears
And tipped you about the heaven?

Don't listen, stop, enjoy this day
Where bliss is all we can know
Why worry about what people have to say
When happiness is here to stay??

Need Relief

OUCH!!!
Each day I quarrel
With my limbs
Cause they too lazy
Always complaining
Pretending pain
From knees to the sole

Who will walk for me
If I don’t
In this journey of my life
I need to reach
Someplace
Where I can find peace
And tranquility

But my body knows not
Nor understands
Plays its tricks on me
Piercing thorns under my skin
Hammering crazy on my nerves
Won’t sit still, fidgeting
Until I let it rest
In luxury

It wants to creep
Under covers
On a warm bed
craving Nirvana
Pampered
With a hot bowl of soup

Hello! Can you read me?

Each day I wait for you
To say something to me
Just a whimper will do
To let me know that you care for me

I make noise
Stamp my feet
Snap my finger
To draw your attention to notice me

But lost you are
Into your own world
Where I don’t exist
Nor the memories of me

Have I lost you to the world
Where nature never speaks
Has your love turned to stone
And crossed overseas

Sometimes I wish
I could walk into your mind
Steal your thoughts
and coat them with graphic of me

Life is like that only... part 4

For every person who belittles me, there is always someone who lifts my soul and to that one person I smile back and I am unhappy no more