The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

She

Every night she dreams the same,
Haunted by a Shadow again and again,
Captured and lost in a giant mace,
There is no way to flee...
She begs not to fall asleep,
And she prays to God to set her free,
She is so afraid to see,
The shadow she fears is "SHE".......

Time Long Past

Like the ghost of a dear friend dead
Is Time long past.
A tone which is now forever fled,
A hope which is now forever past,
A love so sweet it could not last,
Was Time long past.

There were sweet dreams in the night
Of Time long past:
And, was it sadness or delight,
Each day a shadow onward cast
Which made us wish it yet might last,
That Time long past.

There is regret, almost remorse,
For Time long past.
'Tis like a child's belovèd corse
A father watches, till at last
Beauty is like remembrance, cast
From Time long past.

(Percy Bysshe Shelley)

O Restless Heart Calm Down!

This darkness, it just keeps on enveloping
As if blood seeps from every pore of the night
Life throbs at such a delicate pulse
As if heavens sober up after drunken delight
Let the night's warm blood ooze some more
This darkness will blush the cheek of dawn
Morning comes, O restless heart calm down

Fetters still ring in the background of music
Chaotic, as yet, the order of cause and effect
Tears pour too in the wine filled goblets
In the wobbling of feet a regard for etiquette

At least wait for your lovers to become madly obsessed
At least wait for your taverns to resound with zest
Soon this need for a cause will evaporate as well
This respect for etiquette will evaporate as well
Even if the fetters continue, continue to ring.

Dont ask me for the same love

Don't ask me for the same love, my sweetheart
I thought that life was radiant because of you
Why complain of worldly woes, once in your love-affliction
Your countenance brings eternity to the youth of spring
What else is there in the world but for the beauty your eyes
If you were mine, my destiny would surrender to me

This was not so, only my wish for it to be
There are sufferings in the world other than the suffering of love
There are pleasures other than the delight of our union

Dark, heinous spells of uncountable centuries.
Woven into rich silk and precious brocades
being sold in every corner, bodies,
covered in dirt, drenched in blood.
Bodies, burning in hot ovens of disease
Puss seeping from open, lacerating wounds.

My sight returns to this as well, I am helpless
Your beauty is heart warming still, but I am helpless

There are sufferings in the world other than the suffering of love
There are pleasures other than the delight our union
Don't ask me for the same love, my sweetheart!

I will die soon

Every Night I tell myself
I will die soon...
no flowers will grow
it will end so
the sky will be dark
with no star, no moon
I will die soon...

This beating of heart...
will stop, will halt...
this Relation of Body
with soul will part
I will dress in white
like a bride with no groom...
I will die soon...

when the tears in my eyes,,
long for you !!
I live in a hope..
these days are few !!!
Do Make me a Favour,,
that if u can come
come for my dreams.....
if u can make them true
before all is gone
before all is doomed
I will die Soon...

My Life and its Three Faces

I am three and my life has three faces
Friendship, love and livelihood
My life and its three faces
Among my friends are those
With whom throbs my soul
And some others who night and day share my plates and my bites
But still are my mortal enemies!
Friendship with enemies, enmity with friends
My friendship and its faces

Love with one beloved and many others
Among them are those
With whom throbs my soul
And some others who are the fragrance in my air, the light by my side
But still are my mortal enemies!
Some among them caterers of my food, of monetary beneficence
Love has some fire, some amusement, some "vengeance"
My love and its three faces!

Livelihood is the drudgery for morsels of bread
Sometimes this drudgery becomes the code of my life
And at times, forgetting the ties of the heart and soul
Becomes the very goal of my life
The desire for bread and its faces
I am three and my life has three faces...

You are afraid of life?

You are afraid of life?
But life is who you are, and life is who I am!
You are afraid of mankind?
But man is who you are, and man is who I am!
Man is language, man is expression,
but you are not afraid of that!
With the iron-bond of Word and Understanding, man is inextricably tied
With humanity's loins, life is inseparably tied
But you are not afraid of that!
Truth is you are afraid of the "unsaid"
The time that has yet to come are you afraid of it
Are you afraid to acknowledge the imminence of it!

---- Many periods of history have passed by before:
of freedom's remoteness, of godhood that is "self-less".
Even then you believe that it's useless to aspire,
that this night of suffocation is to Providence submission!
But what would you know,
that when lips fail to move, hands arise to life.
Hands arise to life to show to the way that is right,
as the expressions of light.
Hands cry out, yelling the end of the night.

You are afraid of light?
But light is who you are, and light is who I am,
You are afraid of light!
----The walls of the city
have been cleansed of the shadows of evil monsters.
The gown of night
has shredded to pieces, crumbled to dust.
From the mass of Humanity, the voice of Individual rises.
A cry of the soul rises.
On the paths of love, as if, some lover's passion leaps,
a new obsession leaps!
Humanity brims with life
Behold humanity laugh, see cities alive
Are you frightened now?
Yes now is who you are, yes now is who I am,
You are frightened now!

Seek Not My Heart

Oh gentle winds beneath moonlit skies,
Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?

Below the branches, here about,
Do not you sense my fear and doubt?
Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,
Do not you hear my woeful screams?

Upon the meadows, touched with dew,
Do not you see my hearts askew?
Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,
Do not you feel my jagged scars?

Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,
For you'll not find it 'amongst these trees.

It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies,
Accompanied by heartfelt sighs.
It's drifting o'er the gentle rain,
A symbol of my silent pain.

It's buried 'neath the meadow fair,
Conjoined with all the sorrow there.
It's lost among the stars this night,
Too far to ease my quiet fright.

No gentle winds, seek not my heart,
For simply ... it has torn apart.

Loneliness

Loneliness is darkness
A never-ending night.
Even though the black won’t go away,
You’ll never fall asleep.

Because loneliness sparks a fear
And unlike other nightmares
Awakening will not vanish it;
For the darkness is too strong
To allow any rest.

It makes memories into ghosts
And dreams into spirits.
Too vague to remember
Too important to forget.

My Fears

I feared Life
Untill I experienced its puzzles...
I feared Failure
Untill I realized that I only fail when I don't try...
I feared Rejection
Untill I learned to have faith in myself...
I feared Pain
Untill I learned, it is necessary for growth...
I feared the Truth
Untill I saw the ugliness in lies...
I feared my Destiny
Untill I realized, I had the power to change it...
I feared being alone
Untill I learned to like myself...
I feared death
Untill I realized, it is not an end but a beginning..!

Parting

Parting! a fact undeniable,
A truth unavoidable,
But it has a silver lining.
We part with a hope,
A hope to meet again,
And we all know,
Hope sustains us through darkness....
The darkness of life,
That dampens our spirit.
So, be not sad and sorrowful;
Take this parting as a promise to see again
With a courage to be again....!

My all time Favourite

I am the only being whose doom,
No tongue will ask, no eye would mourn,
I never caused a thought of gloom,
A smile of joy, since I was born...

In secret pleasure, secret tears,
This changful life has sliped away,
As friendless after eighteen years,
As alone as on my natal day...

There have been times I can not hide,
There have been times, when this was drear,
When my sad soul forgot its pride,
And longed for oneto love me here...

But those were in early glow,
Of feelings since subdued by care,
And they have died so long ago,
I hardly now believe they were...

First melted off the hope of youth,
Then fancy's rainbow fast withdrew;
And then experience told me truthI!
mortal bosoms never grow...

It was grief enough to think mainkind
All hollow, servile, insincere;
But worse to trust to my own mind
And find the same corruption there...

I am the only being whose doom
No tongue will ask no eye would mourn.

Poetess: Emily Bronte