Poems!

Hello

Poetry has always been a fascinating form of literature to me since childhood. Poems help you drown into the world presented by the poet and also help you present your imagination and thoughts with a twist of beautiful poetic devices, which I happened to fall in love with during my school days.

Here you can find all my poems that I have been writing so far. Beginning with little kiddish amateur attempts along with a few serious thoughts on life, here are my poems right from my "Dairy" in the reverse order onto this Blog page ☺

Writing poems and short letters & stories for me was a medium of  expressing  myself. Being an introvert, it was always easy to express in   writing  than peaking it out to people. I am still working on it!

Simply writing down your views, be it in a poetic form or otherwise has  always been helpful as a platform to display one's thoughts and imaginations.

 Hope you enjoy reading them.

(you can view the poem by clicking the title)

The Strenuous Alley

The Covid-19 lockdown finally gave me the liberty of time to come to this deserted blog. I happened to run through the drafts to notice a few unpublished poems penned during 2013 to 2015. I know on this page I have to give you a gist of the thought that went into writing this poem but I really cannot recollect what exactly might be the reason. 2013 was a horrible year for me. May be I guess the Alley here refers to choosing something against my will but with an attitude of "It's okay..now that I don't have a choice anyway, I'll give it a try. It's better than not trying at all and regretting later in life" which I relate a bit to my career choices coupled with a horrible phase in personal life (my fear was that I would not able to give these choices my 100% because it was difficult to mentally be stable and come to terms with what was going around). But you know what, 7  years down the line I can say I at least learnt "how to keep professional/ student life different from personal life" :) Hope the gist helps you understand my crazy poems.

Birthday Month Craze

This is an all self pampering poem for myself. Trying to enjoy the dance wearing other's shoes! I hate my birthdays!!! 2019's one was the worst, when I was expecting something special to happen. I have a bunch of friends who are into these "birthday month" mode, enjoying the whole month. It's nice. You don't actually need a reason to celebrate life but birthdays of my own are not so dear to me. How I wish I could avoid them! So I go ahead and write this for myself and also Publish it !!!! Can't expect others to like this one or understand, its too personal but then let's try. Here you go...

     

The Silent Death 

Here's another side of Hidden Depression which should be wisely analysed, identified at the right time and taken care of! 7th April- World Health Day, let's take a pledge to help people out of this sometimes temporary sometimes prolonged mental stress. Stay Healthy and help people around improve health both mental and physical :)

Grew Up 

It was an outcome of over analyzing the "Aunty talks" - their comments being "Oh this naughty fellow has turned out to be such a quiet one now!" on which the other aunt adds a pitiful insight of the struggle that he had to undergo which has turned him into a quiet one (according to her!) Further pondering on "Oh man, it's high time to act responsible and no longer can we be all relaxed. Almost all of us have changed or should I put it as all of us have Grown up :( Growing up is surely an amazing phase of life.. but this one reflects the uncomfortable initial phase of growing up, especially when lazy people like me are pushed into the swamp of responsibilities. Hope you like it.  

                                                               

The Waning Soul 

This was shared during suicide awareness week. Well, I have a heap of poems over depression. This is one of them and I pen them down creating possibilities of worse scenarios one could go through just to make myself feel grateful of having lesser problems in life. I do this whenever I have had a bad day wherein I cannot crib about it to anyone and I am super annoyed, in addition to which all unnecessary thoughts run through my mind making me feel sad. So this is when the Devdas mode gets on which eventually ends making me feel blessed of having lesser problems in life.
(P.S. Also I wrote this after watching an episode of a TV show which discusses social problems and that day's episode was on mental health of the caretakers of various patients including mentally challenged kids. You'll find the reference of losing a family member and managing finance, chores etc)

Childhood Days 

This was penned down on being all nostalgic about childhood days - the pranks, school, friends, grandparents, the school summer holidays...Ah! those lovely days. Hope reading this would also take you on a nostalgic tour of your childhood days.

Swingee Beloved 

This is dedicated to my 20 year old swing which had started wearing off and finally gave up one fine day. That swing was a major part of my life. I might have never used any other furniture in the house and was badly addicted to it. I would sit, eat, read and spend majority of my time on it. I badly miss it. Rest in Peace dear Swingee. Here's one dedicated to you.

The Nervous Heart 

This was my bitter-sweet feeling of growing up that I felt on my birthday. Not wanting to grow up, missing childhood, not wanting to take up responsibilities and at the same time reminiscing how I was way too responsible and serious as compared to my age in my childhood days and how I am just not able to sustain that zeal. How eager I am to embrace new things but also too lazy to take efforts for adapting the change at the same time!

Hardships of Disconnecting 

This is my thought on the vicious cycle of corruption, poverty and efforts of getting out of it going in vain. The hardships that we face in disconnecting from such negativity is the cycle in which we are stuck, which brings us back to the other parameter of the chain while trying to get away with the one.

Tranquillity of Love 

This is my first romantic poem. I had already drafted a poem on depression after seeing a TV Show regarding the same. It was 31st Dec and I had already piled up too many poems on negative emotions. I had to stop such continuous thought process and to lighten my mood for the new year party, I decided to try writing something new - romantic. I got reminded of a school friend who would always be after me to write romantic ones so that he could gift it to his girlfriend and I would always brush him away. These are my thoughts on love, a little different from the general assumptions of some "handsome prince charming". (P.S. I am not in love! Reading this poem had made my mother wonder who's the guy. Also, the depressing poem which I mentioned is "The Waning Soul" which I have published later on. [Scroll up])

A Disheartening Grief 

This was penned down by me out of overthinking, receiving too much of sad news which ultimately brought me down to this poem. (I had already posted this poem on Facebook the day I had penned this down and Oh my! I've received a series of lecturing on Positive Thinking and stuff after posting this poem. Please let me tell you, a poet writes down incidences which he observes, which he has undergone or it could also be totally out of his imagination. When one writes on a negative topic or any bold topic, it need not be that he is writing it out of his sufferings and frustration. These are just his views. Please do not assume that all my sad poems are my own suffered feelings penned down.) You all are always free to convey your views on my poems though. I will never write on controversial topics but I have more liking towards the darker emotions as I see STRENGTH in them when the world turns cold to them. :) 

The Nature Care Corner  

"Nature Care" is a beautiful garden created using kitchen waste by Syed family on the terrace of our housing society. They create awareness about bio-degradable waste, medicinal benefits from plants and solid waste management. They have won prices in the plant exhibition organized by Navi Mumbai Municipal Corporation(NMMC) and participate in various social activities to promote the green.

My friend had insisted me to write a poem on his garden for which he had provided some information about the plants: herbal, fruits and flowering ones, which would help me with some matter to draft a poem for them. So this was what I could write up for them.

Still How Beautiful Life Is... !! 

Here comes another poem describing the thoughts of an innocent and a positive child in the early teens who has already seen ups and downs in life since childhood but as the child gradually begins to face the real world, how he/she realizes that even the dear ones on whom one could blindly believe change due to circumstances and tend to break other's trust and harm them. Being a positive person, and trying to understand why things go wrong, keeping alive the innocence and the belief that this world is beautiful, what thoughts might be running in the mind of such a child is what I have tried to pen down through this poem.

My Mother 

2009 Mother's Day.

Happy Mother's Day Mommy :)

I was in class 10 and our coaching classes were running during our holidays to complete the portion way before time so that rest of the time could be spent in writing tests and practicing.

I remember Mother's day was nearing and we were being taught a lesson in English " A Mother's Good Night."

I am not able to recollect the writer's name but then he had very well described about how a mother takes care of everything. Right from clearing the kitchen, winding up for the day, keeping things ready for next morning and how her good night was not just jumping into the bed like others. Her good night was a series of activities which a working mother had to undergo before bed.

The author realized his mother's efforts on seeing how his wife was managing things then!

My mother was also no less of a superwoman

So after returning home from my classes I decided to write something for my mother too. Not as wonderful a piece of writing as the author had done for his wife and his mother. But the reaction I received from my mother was a little annoying. She never knew I used to write poems. She had asked me from where had I copied this! I used to write many poems and short stories secretly with the fear of being teased (which had happened a couple of times for my short stories). Later on I began to share my writings with everyone. You might have noticed in my other poem "How to wish Mommy??" (which was written next year) a line -"Don’t you smile you silly ..now I know what would u say What a silly poem have you copied down all the way.." Just to remind her of the post Mother's Day Wish incident

How to wish mommy ?? 

This was for my mother's birthday. I wanted to write a poem for her. I had already written a poem on her for mother's day the previous year. So I thought why not write a poem of being in a dilemma of how to wish mommy!

The previous year I was preparing for my standard 10 boards and we had our first unit test for which I was least prepared. I was all panicky and my mom had somehow convinced me to give it a try. All the panic attack chaos, exam fever, fear of trying had happened on her birthday.

The same day next year on her birthday, my board exams results were announced wherein I had a surprisingly pleasant score of  94.91%. For her it was the best birthday gift.

I didn't have much time and had to manage to write a poem in about 30 minutes before she was home from office. I had also reached home a while ago and I had no clue of what should be done for her. So I hope this justification was enough for you to understand the silliest poem I could ever pen down which my mother alone could relate to!

Diwali 

was the first poem I wrote when I was a 10 year old during my Diwali vacation. It was since then I developed a liking for writing poems and short stories. My first poem obviously sounds too kiddish. Hope you enjoy reading it.