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When today seems like hell, bear in mind that tomorrow will be heaven. Don’t lose hope and faith - They are the tools needed for our survival. When darkness seems to engulf you, spit back the brightness within you. A poet is an artist who paints a picture in your mind. All an agonized soul needs is some time to regain the lost strength. A Paradox is like a bride – blissful enough to enter the future yet petrified enough to run away from it. Failure is what you didn’t make of and success is what you make of. A battle of one’s soul can be won only with exculpation and not with retribution. Life is a reality lived in fantasy. Poetry is a chimera of one’s nostalgia.

Friday, December 11, 2009

The Lost





Lost mind,
Vanished memories,
Mislaid promises,
Misplaced thoughts,
Running off track,
Past is gone,
Nowhere to be found,
Love gone astray,
With absent future,
And hidden secrets,
Dreams out the window,
Unable to redeem,
Disappeared without trace,
Days drifting away,
Ripping me apart,
The irretrievable,
My irrevocable,
Forfeited with weakness,
After everything down the drain,
Left me wandering in the dark,
And without a kiss goodbye...

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Sunday, November 15, 2009

Vision





A vision I see,
When watching TV,
Worrying about my eye,
Twitching awry,
A translucent picture,
Showing me the future,
Seated on a chair,
With the doctor aware,
Advising nothing to fret,
Your eye is perfect,
Snapping out of the claims,
Assuming mind can play games,
Next day at the hospital,
Worries rolled in a bundle,
In the doctor’s room,
Vision replaying with a boom,
In awe and with popping eyes,
Trying to understand these complexes,
Premonitions or visions,
As long it has optimistic outcomes.


Picture Link - personal picture

Monday, October 26, 2009

Yearning for her


Waiting for my true love,
Praying earnestly above,
Many passing months,
Time seeming like zillionths,

Nurturing her from head to toe,
Seeing her rising, I am filled with a glow,
In dreams, I see her ever stunning face,
A vision etched on my mind, never to erase,

Constantly vanishing in my dreams,
Fear gripping me in extremes,
Perplexed whether I am ready or not,
Scared she might disappear without a thought,

I see her, a creation anew,
Realizing dreams do come true,
With tiny hands and feet, wanting to mobile,
Looking at me with a pleasant smile,

I shed a tiny tear with contentment,
This child making me whole, a parent,
Embracing her, never wanting to be apart,
My life now made meaningful with this sweetheart.




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Sunday, October 25, 2009

An Unforgettable Adventure








I remember the time, waiting for vacation,
At a young age, ready to spring into action,
Royal treatment with bouquet,
In traveler’s bungalow to stay,

Playing around with siblings,
Watching numerous Telugu movies,
In the theatres with a banquet,
Visiting this village a kismet,

Place surrounded by woods,
Sleeping oblivious to falsehoods,
As darkness folds, sudden sting of pain,
Screaming while holding my blain,

Now everyone on the huge table,
Turning the lights on in a grumble,
Finding black scorpions scattered ubiquitously,
Calling the help, wanting to move hastily,

Only to find the neighboring cottage,
Filled with poisonous snakes in a ravage,
Extreme weather ramming deadly insects,
Into our haven, with no prospects,

Envisioning the table to be our sack,
Spending our night without an attack,
Packing our things to flee at the first light,
Years later, I narrate this escapade tale with delight.



Well this is an incident experienced by someone dear to me at their childhood which occured in Kodur in 1971, a small village in Andhra Pradesh, India. I couldnt imagine to be in a place filled with scorpions. That's just the place for nightmares!!

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Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Cries Unheard





On a sunny day in June,
Peeling fruits in the afternoon,
All of a sudden hearing a cry,
Knowing something has gone awry,

Her screams mutinous to my ears,
Her mother’s bashing, it appears,
Child, recovering from an illness,
From brain hemorrhage in its malice,

Lessons taught by her mother,
Unable to comprehend in a blur,
Repeating the words with an effort,
Otherwise a curse or a thump with a quirt,

Parents fighting over her,
Father abhorring the batter,
Mother inexorable in her actions,
And a neighbor who’s helpless,

Every time she cries,
Wishing I was her relies,
Tears flowing from my eyes,
I pray to god to impede her mother’s despise,

Wish I could let her know,
That she is indeed mellow,
Her screams would one day turn to laughter,
And that she would always be safe in god’s armor.


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Sunday, October 18, 2009

Living in Shadows






For days,
Waiting in shadows,
Noticing him in wonders,
Being one of the doctors,
Preserving lives,
Using his exceptional hands,
Her aching craves,
With hunger crimson lips,
Changing from her cores,
With trembling nerves,
Gratifying her needs,
Crawling into his dreams,
Wearing red leather pants,
Showing her true colors,
Seated near waters,
While he approaches,
Her appealing features,
Turning monstrous,
Dreams becoming his nightmares,
Assuming his delusions,
To be mental disorders,
Love can be assumptions,
Of disarrays,
Her constant pursuits,
Ending as tortures,
With flowing tears,
From her piercing eyes,
Making decisions,
For his excellence,
She leaves,
Without her desires,
Into the shadows,
Indulging in grave loneliness.




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Friday, October 16, 2009

Sleeping with the werewolf








Lying next to this strange being, akin to an ape,
Even the slightest move proving to be deadliest.
Listening to his unvarying breath, pondering ways to escape,
Contemplating my chances of survival jumping through the window, being bleakest,

Realizing his arm around me, sensing his immense muscles,
Now at ease, soaking up the extreme heat radiating from his body,
Unexpectedly, I find his embrace tighten around my neck, straining my vitals,
Sudden stinging pain, thrusting his pointed cuspids deeply,

Unable to break loose from his iron clutches, with all my strength,
Yet no match against this wild animal, I push him onto the nightstands.
Breaking away eventually, with survival instincts in full length,
Grabbing an old umbrella, point it against him with trembling hands,

With mockery in his eyes, jumping swiftly in hunger,
Thrusting my weapon into his vitals now with my right hand,
Falling flat on the floor, blood trickling everywhere,
Aware of his speedy recuperation, running with seconds in hand,

Till he starts chasing me, I dash out of the room,
Rushing through the dark hallway in caution,
Fear transfixing while he chases me with derides into a day room,
Now faced with several vicious werewolves, I halt in consternation.

 thudthud thudthud thudthud thudthud
thudthud thudthud
thudthud
... ... ...

Well this was again another nightmare I had few days back. Kinda caught on me..so made it into a poem....





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Monday, October 12, 2009

My Perturbs





Her horrendous past haunting, reminding her shortfalls,
In a place where time has stood still,
Stuck between the huge grey walls,
Unable to bear the pain, she groans inwardly with a shrill.

Clutching her abdomen, feeling it creeping inside of her,
A dark unseen force, trying to take away what she has left,
Burrowing every part of her as it progresses like a driller,
Unable to move, with helplessness she was bereft.

Now traveling to her heart, the excruciating part,
Squeezing her cardiac muscle, making her breathless,
Turning stiff and stone cold, crumbling her feeble heart,
Tears of blood, like flood they fill the bathroom floor in numbness.

A disease like, so damn overwhelming,
Lasting for few minutes, lifetime it seems,
Sucking off the life force, deadly thoughts filling,
Paralyzing her from performing even the basic chore, visions extremes,


She calls it ‘My Perturbs’…..Coming and going as it pleases….Locked up in her mind.......

Perpetually… …



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Monday, October 5, 2009

ISOLATED






Sitting here alone, thinking of you on our bedside,
Years passing without you by my side
I am cold and stripped lacking your warmth, I was unquenched.
Waiting and knowing that my yearning will be quenched, 
With death you went and now with my death, we be entwined,
Forever by your side I want to be, our souls eternally entwined.



Thursday, October 1, 2009

Fear Hyperbolized





Discovering himself tied up in a cabin
Unable to anamnesis with his head hurting
Untying the braided knots with his teeth, a mission
In obfuscation on seeing plentitude gashes on his body, still bleeding


Dashing outside the cabin through the woods
Spurting through the black night, stumbling over a thornbush
Shrieking while plucking every thorn from his open wounds
Suddenly hearing a howl, up against a giant white wolf, an ambush


Gritting its silver sharp canines, charging up on him
Darting from the wild animal, heart pounding against his ribs
Bumping into a huge tree, he climbs fiercely with the wolf in a grim
Finding his heart rate now at a normal pace, he falls asleep in dribs


Hearing sounds of cheering, he slowly opens his eyes to a bright light
To his astonishment he finds himself a hostage to a horrendous tribe
Sacrificing humans to their gods, decapitated bodies scattered without a fight
Laughing and singing as they push him next with a gibe


Fear grips his body, unable to take a step further
In a blase they kick him from the cliff with jeers
Wheeling down the hill he halts at her feet, his ex lover
Her endearing beauty reminds him of their yesteryears


Tears of regret, the angel he once claimed his
Losing her in nescience, tearing his life to pieces
Looking at her raven eyes glowing in brightness
A mystique she always was, looking into his eyes


Shedding tears of regret, 'Please forgive me' he begs
'Not enough' she says glistening with passion
Ordering her men to drag him to the caves
Blind cannibals with sharp senses waiting in their dark rocky mansion


'I forgive you' she says, with familiar smilers
She watches as he's dragged to the hell hole, him a breakfast
With only his screams heard, paying for his errors
Slaked by his silence, she disappears into the deep forest.

Image - Personal Picture


Wednesday, September 2, 2009

FROZEN EYE

 

      
F
Frozen like a striking carving on ice
Raising your magical wand, freezing everyone as you glide
Others mistake you for an entrancing cherub
Z
Zero degrees when I stand next to you, trembling in your coldness
E
Elusively you turn to me, with hazy past behind your stunning eyes
N
Naively, I held my hand out for you to take
                   
E
Emphatically, I whisper ' I have all the warmth to melt your cold heart'
Y
    You walk away, oblivious to freeze me with sadness in your eyes
 E
       Emotionally, I am frozen too without you my frozen eye.


    
Picture link - http://lorency.deviantart.com/art/Ice-Eye-91880454
     
      

Sunday, August 30, 2009

A Lesson in Self – Annihilation




    
Where am I?
Unsighted in the dark
I stumble over things with blind eye
I have finally fallen with no bulwark

   
I faintly remember my life
Disgust for the existence I had
Left in isolation like a lowlife
In all aspects of my time I was deceived

  
 Why me? I cried to god
I waited, without any answer
I was left in an untrod
Let down yet again, a failure

    
Departing was my only option
Cutting my wrists
Brought me retribution
From my sinfulness

   
Many times I attempted to die
That many times I failed in vain
'My last oppurtunity' I whispered, with a sigh
I fell from the tallest building, crashing down like a plane

   
'I have landed somewhere' I inferred, finally!
'But where am I' I thought feeling my blains
I listened to the souls howling in agony
Saw two black like shadows with huge chains

   
Chaining my legs and hands, to hell I was dragged
In glee they threw me in the lake of burning sulphur, obeying satan
Screaming with ghastliness I fell, with excruciating pain I sagged
In comparison my life was much sweeter, 'What have I done?'

      
NOOOOOO! I woke up panting from the nightmare
'Forgive me Lord' I prayed in delight
For trials and tribulations are parts of life, for my welfare
My death is only god's right

    
I was inspired to write about self annihilation. At least one point in our lives we go down 'that' road. There is always a solution to our problem irrespective of the solution being sweet or sour. If there's a will, there's always a way. Hope this poem came out well.

Picture link - http://kircalive.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html

Sunday, August 23, 2009

A Bloodcurdling Nightmare




                                         CRIMSON ADDICTION

I see him near a window too high
Under the moonlight, he looks mysteriously pale
A young stunning woman in his hands, I sigh
She's hypnotised, her fingers clenched onto his veil

With terror, I watch him bite her
Her excruciating screams deafen my ears
He sucks her dry in pleasure
Blood dripping from his ashy lips, he sneers

He commands his help, a human
They leap leaving the corpse behind
In his black cloak, he elegantly descends with caution
He draws in my scent, for him a spellbind

I try to hide under a mantle in fright
Within a flash his eyes meet mine, he smirks
Before leaving the crime scene with delight
I discern it's only a beginning as danger lurks

 ----------------End Of Thirst1-------------------



                                              HOSTAGE OF DESIRE





I am in his living room frozen
No recollection how I got here, a bewilder
My intuition prompting me to run
I see the strangest manifestation ever

At the entrance, three women bounded by ropes
Hands above their heads with agony and pain
They ask me to escape with hopes
I run for my life without constrain

All I see is a huge barren land
No place to hide, my will unshaken
I stop not wanting to take another step in this wasteland
Those poor women need help, I reckon

As I turn back, I see him standing like a portrait with his slave
I tell him that I want to stay, not run away
His eyes exemplifies his enduring love
Without words I follow him midway

As we approach other end of his omnious fort
I hear kid's laughter, the bounded women's children
Eldest of them, a pretty girl indulged in a sport
With thirst in his eyes, he catches her attention

She stands like a sculpture, riveted
He advances seeing her bloodstream
To protect her, in horrid
'Play somewhere else', I scream

Breaking his eye contact, she turns to me swiftly
Not knowing what has happened
He then enters a room weakly
My hands on ears, his howl hearkened

I shiver in horror not knowing whom he devoured
With blood stains all over
He glances painfully at me, overpowered
A curse he bears a killer

Fear grips my legs and hands
Making me paralyse
Taking my face in his hands
He deeply bores into my eyes

To proclaim his undying devotion
His obsession will never fade, I infer
That I am an object of his affection
Dying while living, I have become his prisoner forever.

 ----------------End Of Thirst 2-------------------




This is yet another poem about a nightmare I had many months back which was apparently a warning to my conscious mind. Please leave comments below.

Picture link - http://www.fairiesvampires.com/photo/fairy-falling-in-darkness 
                   http://svanhildmy.deviantart.com/art/Jonathan-Rhys-Meyer-124490200

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Sacrifice


You were quick and astute
I was naive and susceptible
Why didn’t I see the real you
Did you think life can be a dabble

You hid behind the pretty mask
How was I to comprehend?
Love made me a bask
Your false pretences, I was portended

Dreams have become my other world
I see you running in fear
Dashing down while the stairs whirled
He is chasing you like a deer

I knock his gun off
And with a blow on his head, he falls
You take my hand ahead of a trough
And with a heavy valise we climb the stairs

He pursues with a thirst of demise
Before I know, he grabs me to a patio
All you can hear are my anguish cries
While he torments and violates me like a psycho

At least I know that I have protected you
He chokes me with all his strength
With painful eyes you stare at me as I whisper ‘I love you’
Before I close my eyes and leave you beneath

What is the point in holding me now?
Your tears will never bring me back
The truth, you will never know
That it was you who killed me.

This was a dream I had today and wanted to write about it. This is my first poem. Hope it came out well.

Picture link - http://luvbat13.deviantart.com/art/Pain-129890540