Friday, December 6, 2013

True Poetry

True poetry is difficult to write

baring the truth may
offend people,

it may be insulting for them
or sometimes for you.

So we always choose the story
which is harmless,

As Budhha said "Choose the middle path",

but the strength does not come
in the middle,

it lies at extremes,

when you search for those
roads which are less travelled,

walking on them may hurt
your feet and many thorns
will pierce you.

but my friend
the poetry without the blood
is not worth reading. 


Pause

All that is there
is not going to remain forever,

why not take some time
and look at them
till they are here,

the dreams may wait,
but not the present,

It will pass sooner than ever.

These faces will not be as happy
as they are today,

they seek your attention
and when you will really get
the time ,
they might turn pale,

the future may wait
but not the present,

It is better sooner than later.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Silence

Sometimes I prefer not to say anything

I think in doing that I hope
that my silence may reach to them
to whom my words can't.

But do they hear my silence?

Will they understand
that I liked it
when they remembered me

but didn't tell them
how beautiful feeling it was
given the depth of those feelings.

Can the feelings
really travel and connect
to those who evoke them in us?

I believe they do.
they have done that in the past.

so maybe on days
when I am silent
I can still be heard by those who listen.