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
Lock 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
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……..
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.
when flowers appear bright,
like the stars in the night,
when winds suddenly flow,
full of fragrance of rose,
when an old forgotten memory
lures the heart out of misery,
when some never heard song,
gives smiles like never before,
when a tender touch of care,
is wished and immediately there,
know you are being thought of,
love and luck sent for you in loads.
some times days pass
silently,unnoticed;
you live through them
but only later feel it.
you no longer desire
some one to love you
you realize the feeling
is just there,inside you.
some times days pass
seemingly uneventful;
you live through them
feeling so peaceful.
you forgive yourself
and forget the hurt;
you feel good for times
you remember,you loved.
some times days pass
unbelievably thought of;
how it changed your life
you imagine but not know.
my smile arrives,
from lips to eyes,
i hug myself tight
smile getting bright.
i gaze into my image
reading my soul’s page,
and bend my head a little
like solving some puzzle.
then suddenly i feel
as if you can see me,
i bury my blushing face
into my hug’s empty space.
before i can recover well
from this act of foolishness,
often i get your sudden call
as if you really read my heart.
i smile on being questioned
“what you busy doing my love”
how to tell i was admiring myself
but the admiration is yours to tell.