Category Archives: poetry

A letter from angel !

I knew you not more than your name

guess,even  for you it was the same;

yet you sent for me a letter that day

in times when fashion is to call or  mail.

Life was not treating me great, you knew

was it reason enough for that letter from you ?

With what authority did you decide to write

all those harsh realities and the inspiring lines ?

Was it your words or the faith you instilled in me

that i cleared all hurdles that came into being !

To that letter and you, i will forever owe

my first success, my pride for my first job.

You were the angel to me,not just that day

but every time i needed,your words were there.

all thanks to the letter you wrote to me

and the fact that it was well responded.

Prompted at OSI and Sunday Scribblings

Also submitted to One Shot Wednesday

Lonely without you


Wearing your favorite shirt
i lie alone in the bed tonight,
from miles away we recollect
memories etched in the mind.

the molten kisses on cold skin
the muffled and muted cries
the images make me so lonely,
i keep turning sides all night

the way you wrapped me tight
in your warm and loving embrace
has left its phantom feel on me
something i don’t want to escape.

distances are just a reminder
of the passion that only we know
and what finally i settle with is
our love that makes the bonds.


Submitted to One Shot Wednesday

Thoughts

Thoughtful

(image credited to this page)

Preponderance of thoughts
and none to pen right now;
search or create the muse,
this has to be done,but how !

Life, love, pleasures and joys
don’t we all seek the same things
tears, disappointments and pain
of these too we are forced to sing.

Should dreams be kindled tonight
or memories be allowed to play,
should words paint a rainbow for me
or hopes will mercilessly be slayed.

Ah! this hopeless clutter of words
the entangled web of random moods,
they actually are a source of this poem
and it so seems,they prefer it this crude !

Prompted at

One Single Impression and Sunday Scribblings

Road

I prefer my poetry/fiction to talk rather than myself. These days,most of my free time goes in writing and reading. There is a new style of poetry gogyohka that i am learning, apart from practising haiku daily on my twitter page : Nimue_

Here is one entry of each style :

The road

to my heart

closed down

after

you left..


The roads to my heart

opened to none but for you

broken now like me

Prompted at Sunday scribblings & One Single Impression

Nightmare

dark thoughtsLock it deep,
block it forever,
Poke it never,else
choke you,they will
all just in dreams.

Prisoners they take,
slaves they do make,
in your fears they live,
to you,tears they will give.
all just in dreams.

repeat them not,
heed to them never,
remembered if ever,
pretend to think not
all for your dreams.

dream,live,play but dare
you make rulers out of
your worst nightmares !

Submitted to One Shot Wednesday

tum aur meri kismat

jab kismat ne kiya juda,
gum to tha, par gila nahi,
sochte the teri chahat
hasil na hui to na sahi..

jo kismat nazdeek lai
sehami si ek aas thi
tune jo ruswa kiya,
aanso ki barsaat hui

jab dil ko mana liya
tu meri kismat nahi
socha ab sukkon milega
tu nahi,tera ehsaas sahi

aur fir se tumne daga diya
ek dost ko nazar andaaz kiya
na pyaar raha, na teri yaari
bas gam aur gile hai baaki……..

God’s lessons

There’s always a good
in all that god does;
i hear it so much often
from myself not others.

Then sometimes i feel
i deserve to be punished
for journey into the dark
how could i err like that ?

I know i will have to wait
till you decide to show way
assured that i have learned
lessons which were meant.

He breaks me piece by piece
from person,place and thing;
till i am left standing alone
just his hands to hold close.

So let it be this way again
i will silently bear the pain
for your blessings i will pray
forgive me,if at all i stray.