Words from a ponderlusting girl.....

Words are such powerful daggers...
They cut deep into the heart and soul...
Hurt, Angst, fear and anger....
Creep into the being like ghastly ghouls....

Sometimes self sits and ponders....
Why should silence be a reply to all trolls?
And then, a voice nudges from the yonder...
Correcting arrogance is not your goal!

But then, the crass words continue to bother....
Creating in the heart, countless chaotic holes...
Will the heart continue to take in all the banter??
To which the voice silently whispers...."your life, a mystery is yet to unfold...'

The sailor named She.

A million storms erupt within her

while the face continues to play stoic as ever…..

Woes, fears and the many intangibles of destiny

persistently plague her with all alacrity….

Expectations and disappointments continue to play her mind

while SHE struggles through each day with sources of fresh hope to find…..

As the chores of the grind seem to keep her busy as a bee

though the nights bring along the countless pregnant fears in absolute fury!

With no respite from the concurrent deluge of worries….

Her mind is tired and, so is her body….

And, the rogue tides of health continue to play havoc

but, prayers and good wishes pitch in to brave the tides, steady though slow…..

SHE looks above and wonders - Life is a book with pages in black and white…..

One page the destiny doodles while the other page we write……

Only that we do now know which is which…..

Until, the time comes and unveils its predictably unpredictable pitch….

Yet, SHE continues to adjust the sails of her ship….

Because the fight is a must even if the foe is another iceberg tip…..

In the life that gave her more storms than sun shines…..

SHE musters all courage with hope and faith to steer the Black Pearl of her life…..

Victory be hers!

More power to her!

May the Universe shower all glory on her!

P.S: This poem is dedicated to all those women who silently survive each day with a never ending verve to live. 

First & Last

Every woman wants to be the last girl in a man's life

And every man wants to be the first in a woman's life

She wasn't the first in yours

But you will be the last in her's !

I am sorry

I am sorry
I am no one to distress you with pain
You are a nice person
And I can not be the reason for your pain

You are a nice person
You cannot see me lost
But that doesn't mean
I can make you laughter exhaust.

You said I can call you
Call you in times of need
Whenever I feel low and am crying
I should call rather than doing so

I am sorry
I can't do that
I will never call you
And make you aware of my vulnerability
The pain the loneliness
Is for me and can never be your gain

I am gonna be to myself
Keep all the cries and worries to my soul
You are not here
to take care of her tormented soul

You have a girl
Of whom you should take care of
And leave this one for once and all now!

I am no one to take away
any moment of  your happiness
I should be just left out
Of your way of merriness

I will try to be away from you
As far as possible
Won't bother you with anything
And be like I never really existed.

For it pains me to put you in pain
And pains more if I am the reason putting you in pain!

I am sorry

Just another girl !

You were supposed to listen to what she had to say
Judge her after listening to the whole story
But you were too busy for that!

Too busy to hear what she has stay
Too busy to notice how she has been through the day!

Fun and joy of the moment
is the only thing you care for
At then end you will choose 'Her' over her
And she will be just another girl!

She doesn't know the tactics
the tantrums to woo guys
She doesn't and can't manipulate moves
to make them stay close!

And now she just don't care

Not anymore!

For she is just another girl to you !

If you are listening .... Listen Carefully!

Dear Sir
It's not a game
With feelings and emotions attached
It's not all that bearable now!

I see her having sleepless nights
one after another
night by night
waking up to painful bruises
in her heart
for being treated like shit!

Could you not disrespect her atleast
If you cannot respect her at all?
Could you not hurt her
If you cannot give her happiness at all?
And
Could you not give her tears
If you cannot bring a smile on her face at all?

For her eyes are really tired of crying all the time now!

I have this recurring dream.....

I have this recurring dream

A beautiful one with a gleam….. 

Where I swim with the clouds

And fly over the seas

I feel like an angel

With the wings of a geese!

The feeling is so surreal

As the eyes look through

The windshields of heavens

With a panoramic view

And, in that moment,

the blinding light shines

Like  a raging torrent,

it glazes the mirror rinds!

A deafening thud is felt

As self opens the eyes,

The dreams are now a blur

As dawn has cracked the sight!

A moment of sadness

And, then a moment of glee

What if days are dreamless

Nights are full, you see!

And then, when the clouds roar

And, the Sun slips away

The wait presumes again

With the self greedily wishing

for the lovely dream to stay

And then, it starts all over again,

I have this recurring dream

A beautiful one with a gleam…..

The dual face

There are times the self wonders

What it feels to be honest and gay

The world is no more the way it used to be

For now, it is full of shades in gray

There is no truth in those sweet words

Which sound more like a bleat from a wolf…..

The smiles and gestures are made of plastic

That tends to hurt worse than the rues

The dual face does not seem to fade

Even as it keeps growing uglier with time

Ask not why there is one such kind

But ask, which face would it be this time

Accept the reality, oh sweet lady

As this, is the order of the day

There will be many such faces you shall see in your time

Just make sure you recognize them, while they come your way!!

Sometimes

Some relationships are strange

Like ours,

Sometimes we are friends
Sometimes we are lovers
Sometimes we are just strangers to each other

Sometimes we can share so many things even in silence
Sometimes even many words don't say anything

Sometimes only "I'm there for you" is needed
Sometimes being there isn't enough
Sometimes "I love you" seems so true
Sometimes "Leave me alone" feels like a lie

Sometimes one hug from you makes the world seem alright
Sometimes even nicest gift from you doesn't bring a smile

Sometimes...in life..relationships are strange..

A Thousand words .... !

I look and I look for a thousand views
I search and I search for a thousand questions
I desire and I desire for a thousand friends
I hope and I hope for infinite love!

I need and I need a thousand help
I give and I give a thousand selfless support
I perform and I perform a thousand jobs
I seek and I seek for a thousand multiple opportunities!

At the end

I sit and I sit to count

Count and Calculate

How successful life has been!

Peace in mind and smile at face

is what gives the soul a new peaceful start.

Smita

Power of words.....

Words when take the form of rage

The more they pour, the more they are vague

With the sense gone long ago

The tongue wags now, with full force

There is no time to think and speak

The words banter away as they creak

Endless are the arguments that are no more sane

It is like watching the rise of bane

As words cut through hearts to keep alive the fear of hurt

It's time to wake up and throw away the rut

For no balm can soothe a bleeding heart

But those words of kindness that bind all pieces from falling apart…..