Older poems…

July 12, 2008

I found some of my old poems. I love how uncomplicated and innocent I sound !! Especially in this particular one ..About a tree (1996). This, I think the first poem that I really wrote, without trying too hard to write or without…struggling to find the rhyme, although it may seem otherwise :) . I had just read some Shakespearean play, a very very synthesized version of it, I think it was Othello…and thought….”old English is cool”….and decided to write something with old English in it (fact: it only has the words thy and thee as they rhyme with a lot more words I knew..LOL).

Another poem I wrote…was about Cricket (1997). This is funny as i does reflect the time, when I started to give up on the idea of playing for India…I did take it up again later…but..may be…I knew then..

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The door – Elk_Jr

May 17, 2007

I turned my back, closed many a door….
Opportunities, lost…at times before…
I see a light, breaking in…
A door stands tall before me…
I look around…there isn’t a key…

I knock…again…no answer…
I cry out, my voice, strangled…hoarse whisper,
I try everything I can, use all my might…
Indifferent, it enjoys my plight…

I give up…surrender…turn my back…
The irony…satire…I am taken aback…
I am lost…can’t find the older doors…
I smile…of course….they settled old scores…

Life is full of choices…options…
Some…in the rush of blood…some with sane notions…
Time and Tide… wait for no man…
Learned my lesson as well as I can…

The walls keep closing in on me….
Suffocating…no way out..I can see…
Guilt…remorse…scars of many a sin…
I can’t find peace…amongst emotional din…

I hear a knob turn…a rickety creak…
An explosion of light…magical streak…
Another door opened…only when
I tried….and tried…till I went insane…

Sometimes…even now…I recollect..
Keep searching my intellect…
A simple hurdle…Everest can be…
Hard work and belief…is always the “key”

I walked through many a door…didn’t look back..
This time…I chose the “less traveled” track..
The more I tried, more I fought…
The more indeed that I got…
Of many a book and knowledge I “bought”
The lesson…that door to me has taught.


Karen – Elk_Jr

May 13, 2007

Karen….
One of the most important persons in my life…In loving memory…..written over a momentary lifetime of your presence….cherished for a lifetime of moments…

I met a person… fearless, ‘in your face’
Inspirational, admirable, courageous yet “gutless”.
Cheerful, never… for (more than) a moment; sullen
I guess; I was just getting introduced to Karen

She is a nomad, in search, in quest,
Creates opportunities, gives her best.
Her zeal I pray will never lessen,
I guess; I am just trying to applaud Karen

You see right through her… no pretense,
She says her mind, (in a way that sometimes) makes sense.
She googles answers to every question,
I guess; I am just trying to relate to Karen

She has a habit of writing stuff down,
Be it blogs, complaints, goals… possibly every smile and frown,
The smiles are good, it’s the frowns which are a concern,
I guess I am just trying to cheer up Karen.

She hates mess and untidiness..
Is obsessive, sometimes ‘anal’ about cleanliness,
Boasts that she is better than any man…for reasons un-forsaken
I guess I am just trying not to be offended by Karen

She is very sensitive,
Quick to react…to my every self destructive expletive
Those deep eyes, I have seen momentarily moisten,
I guess I am just trying to apologize to Karen

She is mercurial, never down for long,
It’s hard to keep up, you can’t always go along
I am afraid at times, the breakneck speed won’t ever slacken
I guess; I am just trying to keep up with Karen

I don’t know how she manages every day….every fight
May be it’s because she travels light…
Mistakes were made…lessons were learnt, crap was forgotten, sinners forgiven
I guess; I am just trying to be like Karen

I talk to her…for hours at a stretch
As if I talk to myself…sometimes its throw, sometimes its fetch
Confessions, I feel makes my anxiety and tension, lighten….
I guess; I am just trying to find a vent in Karen

A free spirit…like tide, waiting for no man (literally),
If you fall back…she won’t maroon you, I don’t think she can
The grip on your wrist will only tighten
I guess; I am just trying to depend on Karen

She is a tad too impatient,
Trying to be in more than one place, every instant,
Its almost impossible to get her “undivided attention”,
I guess I am just trying to hold on to Karen.

Living every moment,
Without looking back, with the standard “why comment”
An energy……. a thought….never failing to enlighten
I guess; I am just trying to be inspired by Karen

When you’re gloomy, when your insides want out,
She’ll walk beside you, strong and stout,
When you are in tears, she will smile, and the world will brighten
I guess; I am just trying to thank Karen

She has a past, we all do,
But her present and future…is important too
Her closet’s full of many a demon..
I guess; I am just trying to figure out Karen

I wanted to say…what I feel about her,
What better way, than a few words about her
Making her read, I feel, is the only way, you can make her “listen”
I guess I am just trying to convey my feelings to Karen

A super-woman.… someone amazing… surreal..
A description, seemingly unreal,
A magic wand, Midas’ touch, (sigh) I only see everything golden
I guess I am just trying not to fall in love with Karen

Whether love….or mere infatuation….
Amongst confusion, frustration and mutual admiration..
I hope our friendship won’t ever weaken…
I guess I am just trying to get the “biggest succulent bite of” Karen


Just a random thought….

May 8, 2007

i believe there is a time for everything a time to cry…a time to singa time for love…sometimes for hatewhat the point..when the flower’s dead mate ?


I continue to burn – Elk_Jr

May 2, 2007

Off with the fake face…
I guess…”real me” must re-surface,
I have always set my own pace…
Everyone….seems to have an ace…

Lava…Volcano…slowly rising…
Discontent, hatred…seething..
Love? Hah…hollow within
Lord…I am guilty…o’ many a sin…

Lone fish…floating… without a fin…
Wearing down… weak…growing mean..
Life…sucked out….vacuum now…
Pain remains…effervescent ..how?

Almost forgotten, I shed a lonely tear…
Someone calls…far…ne’er near
Devours me…this gnawing fear
I shout for help…but am the only one here

Death…looms…..melodic progression…
Will …long lost…blind superstition…
Alcohol …respite…novel rehabilitation…
Hate … fuming…controlled respiration…

Finding reason…to blame… a someone…
Excuses, ran out…not one…
Friends…forgotten…I have shun…
Life, long ago, ceased to be fun..

I am the key?…Show me the lock…
Ship’s drowning…no sign of dock..
Even my shadow…has put on sun block…
Laughter…haha…yet another mock..

Being alone…I learn,
Less I know…the more I yearn..
Life takes another meandering turn…
I still continue to burn…
I still continue to burn…