Poetry – Different Moods, Different Thoughts
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Poetry—Not Today
I was ne’er a poet
But saw the sunset,
A Kalidas dawned on me
I grabbed my pen
Tried but failed.
Six months later,
On a solitary night,
That radiant sunset
Etched in my mind,
Loomed and whispered
‘Pen me, try again.’
Promised, I strove,
This time a Wordsworth though,
Alas! In vain,
Crestfallen again,
Poetry, not yet
Not now, not today.
Choice
Forms for my child
Strewn here and there,
JEE, AIEEE, WBJEE
And what not?
Tender care given
To fill up those forms,
‘Cause my child’s future
Think, lies in them.
Happy to see them
Reach their end,
My duty fulfilled
I’m relieved then.
My child looks sad
And empty too,
Her cheerless face
Cause worry to me.
I know not why
She feels such gloom,
Scared to unearth
The reason behind.
My child’s hope hidden,
Unseen and ignored,
Her pain and quiet
Deepen my guilt.
I forget the forms,
And offer her choice
That makes her bright
And happy again.
Somewhere
Somewhere I lost my soul
The soul you so loved,
The hollow in me
Should make you sad.
I left my mind somewhere
And roam vagabond,
My composure gone
I look so blank.
My wit once coveted
Is gone somewhere,
My dull face today
Is a source of scorn.
My heart lost somewhere
I don’t know when,
My bionic present
Lacks human tenderness.
Somewhere my pluck gone
And I shudder at a touch,
My fearful existence
Bring contempt and smear.
I too loved and felt and cried
I could laugh, and gave advice,
My path many trod, the best they thought
My mind and soul were liked too.
My being is nothing today
It’s robbed and stripped,
My meaningless reality
Is a load now hauled.
Let my mind be revived
My soul and heart too,
My nerve and wit again
Be repaired and rebuilt.
Somewhere I’ll throw my gloom
My pessimism too,
Negativity flung somewhere
I’ll be me once more.
I’ll forget my dolour
And darkness amputate,
Will banish all shadows
Bring light and glow again.
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