Saturday, October 13, 2007


If you ask me,
The greatest will
Is the will to go on living.
Come what may.
This will can keep your spirits
From sagging, to hold on to life
When you feel you have no reason to.
It leads you to be practical
To realize the truth
That nothing is permanent.
Neither your grief nor your ecstasy.
Besides, the more you live
The more you learn.
Someone has rightly said,
"You can die anytime. It takes courage to live."
It takes courage,
A whole lot of it
To put failures behind you,
To look beyond the present misery
When all you want to do is give up.
Don't let go of the greatest will
The will to go on living.

Dated 25/07/2007


I wish it were possible
To entirely understand
The intentions and expectations
Of another person.
To be really in their shoes,
To look at the world
From their perspective.
It is a strange wish you say?
To me, it is the ideal wish.
There would be no misunderstandings,
No complaints that
"No one understands me!"
For each person is different,
The same set of circumstances
Draw different responses from each.
What affects one the most
Does not affect the other in the least.
The ideal wish would act as a key,
A key to the complex mystery,
To restore strained relationships
Into harmony.

Dated 2/07/2005


You have broken.
My confidant,
My confidence in you
You have broken.
I trusted you,
My implicit faith in you
You have broken.
Your words now sound to me hollow.
The bright things you said,
The promises that you made
You have broken.
Exploitation of my innocence
Is what you did.
Before i snapped awake
From a nightmare of your creation,
It was too late.
It is my heart
That you break,
When you refuse
To even acknowledge the pain
You inflicted on me.

Dated 2/7/2005


He wants to speak,
She wants to speak,
They want to speak,
Nobody wants to listen.
Everyone only thinks of
Getting their points of view across
As clearly, as definitely as possible.
If everyone wants an audience
Who is going to be the audience?
Communication does not imply
All talk no one listens.
Besides, isn't it more beneficial
To listen and observe
Than let out all the personal secrets
At the slightest prodding from that other person?
It's not safe to lay all your cards on the table.
Have a trick or two up your sleeve.
Listen to understand, not to reply!
Listen to read between the lines.
The world is the listener's paradise
With such variety of information.

Dated 5th June, 2005

Friday, September 28, 2007


Ring, ring, ring, ring
Goes your alarm at 6AM!
It doesn't know you are an insomniac,
That you need sleep.

You know if you don't hurry
You will miss that all important appointment.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock,
You work like clockwork.
You miss a beat,
You are a mess.

Who are you? What do you really want?
Oh you haven't a moment to spare!
You just want to get through today,
Tomorrow is another day.

Stop and search.
Search for a moment's sanity in an insane world.
Can you look into those deep eyes
That stare back at you from the mirror?
Do you recognize your own reflection?
When was the last time you met yourself?
Get your priorities straight.
Search for a moment's sanity in an insane world.

Dated 21/11/05

Tuesday, July 17, 2007


There comes a time
In everyone's life
When you are no longer
Intimidated by change.
You seek it out
Despite the unpredictability it brings along.
At a time like this you would say,
"Anything can be better than this!"

Or you could be the opportunist
Who plunges right into any adventure
Or any challenge that comes his way.

There is yet another kind;
They are the fatalists.
They believe that things happen
Because of destiny.

I believe in the redoubtable pragmatist
Who probably does
Think of an ideal world
But never gets lost
In illusion or fantasy.
To him it is about
Taking life one step at a time.
Facing life as it unfolds
Beauties and beasts intact.
He masters his emotions
More than they master him.
He listens to his heart
But uses his mind.

Dated 15/06/07


Delving into the depths of philosophy
Is no mean entertainment.
Entertainment did i say?
I meant realisation.
For one often knows
The truths of life
But subconsciously tries to dismiss it.
I am guessing it is for the
Collective benefit of the emotions and illusions.
Others would call it circumstance?

I believe that real happiness
Comes from inner strength
An "I can face it" attitude to life.
When a person is steady enough
To take good and bad news
With the same fortitude;
I do not mean indifference,
I refer to detachment
And yet at the same time
Feel the joy of an achievement
And the pang of a disappointment
He has understood life
And its transience
And the true meaning
For his existence on the planet.

Dated 15/06/07

Friday, July 13, 2007

To me poetry is an expression of my inner self. It is about how i feel at a given point in time. The timing is very important which is why i date all my poems. I am never able to write good poetry on demand! :) Strangely enough i can never write a poem when i am at peace with myself. I need to be disturbed somehow. So you may notice many melancholic undertones in what i write but i always end on a positive note. I figure that i am an optimist who just wants to be a pessimist. why? Your guess is as good as mine. I wait for the day when i can write what i feel is a good reflection of myself when i am happy. Here i have put in a few of my poems in no particular order. So long!


I want to be a bird.
I wish to fly high
Into the vast blue sky
Set me free.

I want to be a tree.
A tree among a multitude of others
In a dense forest.
Set me free.

I want to be an animal.
Independent and undisturbed
In my natural habitat.
Set me free.

I want to break away,
Away from the things that torment me.
I seek freedom,
I seek anonymity,
I seek solitude.
Set me free.

Dated 16/1/05


The world around you
Is not what it is in reality,
But is actually
How you look at it.
When you are ecstatic,
The world is a beautiful dream come true.
When you are blue,
The world is the last place you want to be in.
You are sure
The other person is making a mistake,
But look at it from his angle
You will find he is convinced
He is in the right.

Perceptions are everything.
It is necessary to exercise caution
While making perceptions,
As they dictate who you are
And what you see and hear.

Dated 27/5/05

Wednesday, July 11, 2007


You think you know me?
Guess again.
For what you see is what i show you,
Not what i really am
Not the real me.

You see my evergreen smile,
You witness my laugh.
You think i am happy
Well, think again.
You are in for a surprise,
Or should i say disappointment?

You think you understand me,
You do, my superficial self.
You have no idea what's going on
In the inside of my head.
What worries me?
What doesn't?
You couldn't have a clue to that!

I am a mystery,
That you can unravel only when i choose
To disclose myself.
I may sound complicated,
But i am just a little girl at heart;
Sensitive and diffident,
Scared of the harsh world
Ready to give and receive love.

Dated 19/5/05