Sunday, June 20, 2010

An attempt at a Good bye

Don’t give me a list of 
possibilities and probabilities
I don’t need “if only’s” and “what if’s”
Chipping away at this wall-
That I have created around my heart…
Brick by brick
I have created this shield
Leaving no vents for friends or foes…

I’m sick of friends
Who chip away at these walls
INSISTENT
PERSISTENT
Like termites
Pest like they put up signboards
Signifying occupancy
And ruin my digestion

I still don’t know how to categorize you
Don’t know if I love you or hate you more…

I should learn the art of staying aloof
Of saying no to friend requests sent by strangers 
And ignore matchmaking attempts…

Don’t give me the silver linings
They don’t work anyway
Just let me go and mingle with the black clouds...

Friday, May 7, 2010

Well..this being my first post..
I have another blog priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com i which I write poems.
This is a new account. Well many reasons for opening a new account..
Primarily..I believe that when I began blogging 3-4years back.. I only wished to write a book of poems..!
I have written some.. Have posted some..for perhaps.. inspiration..
The best and the worst part about writing a Blog is that You really need to "sum-it-up"..!!!

I can go on and on.. but I know that as the lines increase.. the reclining of the soul Begins and the soul takes flight..away to somewhere..lighter..if I may believe.

Here I just want to pen down my feelings.. Lets see if I can join my earlier blog with this one..!
I hope God gives me the strength to overcome this Writer's Block...

Monday, March 15, 2010

Mirror Image

I am in a mirror store

Infinites reflecting objects surrounds me

But no, not even a single one facing me,

I want to see myself......walked some steps..

Still no one facing me....

I am Impatient....still nothing facing me

Then I began to adapt to forget everything in me...

and my Impatience about ...

What happens now.........!!!
The mirrors Surrounding me becomes

A cone with its tip just above my head

And thus I came inside of me

I saw myself in such an inside-ness

Now who is this I don't know..

Is it me or my emptiness...