Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, October 13, 2008

Nostalgia - 17 yr old existence

Schooling over, time for new beginning
hundred people, thousand advices
and that too cost free
thanks to my parents
n support of my sister
I dared to dream big

one year of 'masti'
a bit of 'padhayi'
a lot of movies
a lot of sports
Kaplesh, Ravi, Saurabh, Nayan
Anand, Shitesh, Vaibhav, Raichand
Sasvat, the little adorable kid
and shailu bhaiyya
wow, those were the days

Midnight Cycling,
early morning poha@Rajwada
making chapati (eventually maps)
n eating all burnt up 'khichadi'
Memoirs keep bringing those little moments
n a big smile of face
I wanted to stay there
but we all had things to achieve

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Nostalgia - 15 year old existence

In outskirts of Indore
There's a boarding school
afraid of me becoming 'aawara"
my parents dumped me there

I thought they didn't like me
I thought they don't care
but that was turning point
reason why i am here

Got Somewhat better schooling
n plenty of friends
n a lovely atmosphere

footie in field
cricket in room
chess with Anand
lux superhits
forced wake-ups :-(
and long long prayers
running, exercise, yoga
and then school hours
Tandi Ji ki pukaar
Princi ki fatkaar
man, those were the days :-)

playing games in compu lab
going to dhaba
breaking rules
man, those were the days ;)

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Nostalgia - 10 yr old existence

A town, somewhat populated
Vehicles on the road
Smoke in the air
Yet, blissful presence of trees
n some greenery was there
Better school for children
Hospital to take your care
And a life, slightly complicated

Play play play,
That was my way,
Life was good,
I would have stayed there,
If only I could

--
Kirtan

We shifted from Kanwada to Jobat.. Kanwada is a little village and Jobat is a little town.. so the difference was there :P

Nostalgia - five year old existence

Little village, small population,
Beautiful farms, pleasant atmosphere,
Evenings, gathering of friends,
Playing at school ground
Going on top of hills
Playing in river
Blissful presence of trees
And a life, free of complications

Play, enjoy, come back, and eat food
Those were the days
I would have frozen time
If only I could
--
Kirtan

Some words are here cause I saw them in one of my very good friends profile and I could relate those words to my nostalgia, Thanks to that friend for indirectly helping me :-)

Little description of theme: I lived in a village in my childhood and here I tried to portray those lovely days in this lines, Those were the days, i wish i could go back into bachpan :-(

Thursday, September 25, 2008

deep inside

Deep beneath the sea
water is still
yet, on surface
waves are moving

At the surface
just salty water
deep inside lies
resources feeding to mankind

at surface
changing mood
deep inside
stability lies

deep within heart
feelings are true
but they are sacred
accessible to few

PS :- if you wanna tell this poem to your gf/bf change last line to "accessible only to you" ;)

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