tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29460878465854616252011-07-07T21:09:32.583-07:00poems are not mere words, they are feelings tooKeshuvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11177332837192719202noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2946087846585461625.post-54215136064885453082008-07-17T03:42:00.000-07:002009-07-30T12:55:08.917-07:00Shattered<br /> But again trying to sweep over the revilement<br /> Oh dear<br /> Don’t be that fell<br /> Come home and see my pillows wet<br /><br /> Lost amidst the sea<br /> None to show the direction<br /> Eyes glazed over<br /> Mind numb and nous irresolute<br /> But again trying to fly high<br /> Oh dear<br /> In the aroha<br /> (That you have now trammeled in wire…..)<br /><br /> Fancying the dreams fruited<br /> Shoulder-to-shoulder<br /> Arm in arm<br /> In the sand<br /> By the sea<br /> In the evening<br /> You and me<br /> Oh dear<br /> I can sense the aroma of aroha even now<br /><br /> My desire<br /> My love<br /> My dream<br /> My everything<br /> Oh honey<br /> You are not for gloom<br /> Don’t lose your vim to gab<br /> Fight but don’t run away<br /> You are for attack!<br /> (But please no pulling faces and no sharp tongue )<br /><br /> The precious fluid with the boohoo<br /> That you wasted last night<br /> I really felt bad<br /> You have eyes only<br /><br /> I have heart too<br /><br /> And that throbs for you<br /><br /> You are mute after the sob<br /> Inflicting a penalty<br /> That I never deserve<br /> I am shattered<br /><br /> …………rest you complete………..<br /> I have no more word …..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2946087846585461625-5421513606488545308?l=keshuv.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Keshuvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11177332837192719202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2946087846585461625.post-38341990802753657812008-06-19T11:29:00.000-07:002008-06-19T11:46:37.477-07:00Two banks e’er there are<br /><br /> I agree<br /><br /> That’s why the river is.<br /><br /> <br /> The river won’t stop flowing,<br /><br /> despite the muddiness.<br /><br /> It has power to set off anything<br /><br /> Better not to stop it!<br /><br /> <br /> So what they never meet<br /><br /> Banks are, therefore, the river is.<br /><br /> <br /> It never stops flowing<br /><br /> ‘Tis not work but worry that kills<br /><br /> Flows always the river<br /><br /> So what the banks never meet<br /><br /> Banks are, therefore, the river is<br /><br /> <br /><br /> Two banks e’er there are<br /> I agree<br /> That’s why the river is<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2946087846585461625-3834199080275365781?l=keshuv.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Keshuvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11177332837192719202noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2946087846585461625.post-11424349219480706352008-05-06T03:41:00.000-07:002008-05-06T03:44:12.951-07:00This anxiety and this distress<br />Life sucks; it's been a mess<br />Deep, deep and deep sky<br /> ake me up in arms of thy!<br /> <br />I am off not because I failed to win<br />Things are different from what you may think<br /><br />Game is on; it's now a cross<br />Loads of chore and lots of fuss<br />Don't know how to deal it all<br /> I'm lost, it's so tall<br /><br />Deep, deep and deep sky<br /> Take me up in arms of thy!<br /><br />I want to live with all peace<br />I am alone but none believes<br />Life sucks and sucks and sucks<br /> I can't imagine what is bliss<br /><br />I grew up soon and became old<br />Gained prestige and name threefold<br />Again, I'm not happy, am in stress<br /> Life sucks; it's been a mess<br /><br />I don't ask you for the bliss<br />But lemme know what is peace<br />I'm lost here, I always cry<br /> ake me up in arms of thy<br /><br />I know the meaning of impermanence<br />So never craved for mate or wealth<br />But rules me now this feeling of discontent<br /> What's going on, I am innocent<br /><br />Sky<br /> Take me up in arms of thy!<br /><br />I'm confused and can say anything<br />Comprehend that what I really mean<br />I take on, I won't fly<br />But sky take me up in arms of thy!<br /><br /><br />Deep, deep and deep sky<br />I 'm lost here, I pray for arms of thy!<br /><br />(Now for a month or two<br />I will be away from all you<br />In the arms of sky<br /> To understand the meaning of life<br /><br />Don't worry I'll be fine<br />Look at stars when they shine<br />Try to find me in the sky<br /> Will be back soon, till then bye)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2946087846585461625-1142434921948070635?l=keshuv.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Keshuvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11177332837192719202noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2946087846585461625.post-1850900344275833842008-05-05T06:29:00.000-07:002008-07-18T01:11:50.435-07:00<div class="post-content"> <div class="snap_preview"><blockquote>The sparkles in thy eyes<br />So what I haven’t touched thou yet<br />Partake my aesthesis every time<br />And thus gotten tactile reflex<br />Gets even the pleasance<br />That was coveted for an age</blockquote> <br /> <blockquote><p>All elated<br />I fly up towards the horizon<br />And jump down to the sea in no time<br />While making a way through the depth<br />I may appear moonstruck<br />But I am as fair as I was<br />And I will be forever</p></blockquote> <br /></p> <blockquote><p>Despite the distance thou kept<br />During the promenade<br />From the river bank to the lake<br />Even so not hand-in-hand<br />That nice evening with gentle wind<br />I could feel the warmth as thou breathed in<br />I could perceive the delight in the eyes winking<br />What is more<br />I could see the dream of jointure fruiting</p></blockquote> <br /><br /> <blockquote><p>Envisioning the credence<br />And sensing the cloud nine of nonesuch<br />With no more worries over the prospect<br />I knew thou existed<br />I’m assured again</p></blockquote> <blockquote><p><b>Come out of confusion now<br />I am for thou</b></p></blockquote> <blockquote><p>With those eyes<br />Yes I know<br />That are brown but docile<br />Thou cannot be illusion<br />So give up the dialogues timeworn<br />Never avow the fifty-fifty chance<br />Repeat not the illusion stance<br />Because thou exist<br />And thou are mine</p></blockquote> <blockquote><p> Take time<br />But soon thou shine<br />Lo and behold!<br />I foresee the union prime</p></blockquote> <br /> </div> <div class="post-info"> </div> <div class="post-footer"> </div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2946087846585461625-185090034427583384?l=keshuv.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Keshuvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11177332837192719202noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2946087846585461625.post-72857800222806089742008-05-05T06:24:00.000-07:002008-05-05T06:28:35.780-07:00<div class="snap_preview"><p>So angelic she’s<br />I’m fallen in love with her<br />Without her notice</p> <p>Her style, her smile<br />And the way she tries to hide<br />Everything alluring<br />At this moment of time</p> <p>Off I go and start thinking of her<br />She embodies and starts droning<br />In her pristine tongue<br />With full of appeal</p> <p>“Stop weening<br />I’ve brown eyes<br />And I am false<br />The Fata Morgana that has eaten you up so much</p> <p>Stop dreaming of me<br />Not so it may harm you later<br />I am beyond one<br />The Fata Morgana that has eaten you up so much</p> <p>Stop dreaming of me<br />I’ve brown eyes<br />I am false<br />I am Fata Morgana<br />That never can be raked together”</p> <p>Forlorn but still full of hopes<br />Requiting for the concerns<br />And<br />Welcoming with the open arms<br />I repeat</p> <p>Dreams are where I live at<br />I am here waiting you for a long<br />One more signal and I bide my time<br />For one more age<br />So what! It never ends</p> <p>Dreams are where I live at<br />Come you and and we’ll live together<br />With one more pair of goggling eyes<br />That are bright and brown<br />Along with the dreams that they saw…</p> <p>Come soon<br />You have eaten me up so much<br />I am here waiting you for a long<br />Singing this song<br />Welcoming with the open arms<br />Beneath the rusty rung</p> <p>Come soon<br />Come soon<br />Come soon</p> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2946087846585461625-7285780022280608974?l=keshuv.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Keshuvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11177332837192719202noreply@blogger.com3