Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Bent in smile

A rosy world;
Rushing blood, playful smiles
A warm protection,
Surrounding you for miles.

Surreal days,
Starry nights
Caressing memories
Cute little fights.

Ignited roads
No darkness, no fear
That elusive feeling
Hell, I’ve been there.

Mere harbingers,
of what lies ahead.
Walk you shall
But you’ll be dead.

Lips bent in smile
those grieves defied.
Shining bright eyes
With tears inside.

19 comments:

Shantanu said...

Very beautiful. Especially the final four lines.

http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com said...

beautiful lines ... but the loved the pik and the about me section more ... beautifully expressed .... its kinda difficult to remain urself in the world where almost everyone wants u to be smeone else :)
thanks for dropping by :)
happy blogging :)

Pratyush said...

One thing I'm really bad is getting the meaning of deep poetry...

Verses about beauty, love, hatred, war, I can understand and appreciate;
To understand the modern metaphors is not in my fate.
Which is why a humble request to a bit elaborate...

Richa Singh said...

hey nice poetry and nice blog qite nice stuff to read

LAN said...

hi hi; i like the last phrase
Lips bent in smile

those grieves defied.

Shining bright eyes

With tears inside.

really nice!! keep the good work; and a cool blog

Just Me :) said...

@ Shan: Those are my fav too.

@ whusoserioustoday: Thanks, much appreciated.

@ Pratyush: But these verses are as straight forward as it gets. And the 'modern metaphors' are conspicuous by its absence.

@ Richa: Thanks Richa.

@ Lan: hey, hey ;-)

Sherry Wasandi said...

Darkness, darkness all around.
Not a speck of light to be found.
Poignant verse, and austerity
In words of beauty abound.

:)

the insider said...
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the insider said...

I think your prose works more than your poetry.


Good effort.
:)

Keep Writing

Just Me :) said...

@ sherry: Darkness, darkness all around.
Not a speck of light to be found.
all this beauty, and austerity?
bleh, m only trying to make some fire
with my crappy poetry. ;-)



@ insider: poetry was never my strong suit, this one was just result of some random yet powerful outburst. I agree, I didn't put any effort there.. it just came to me.
And if you don't like doing it here, you can always tell me in private, if I tortured you with it? :-) :-P

Sherry Wasandi said...

Isn't infliction of torture through poetry, a talent to be treasured?

Just Me :) said...

@ sherry: a 'vain' Devashni couldn't agree more. :-)

*Promptly another talent added to my already long list*

the insider said...

@ Just me-

Hahaha...na na, don't worry about that torturing part.

I am not going to let you feel more talented. *Evil grin*

:p

JD said...

Although I've not the slightest clue of the context, I sense it :)

Anty said...

Profound and touching.

Ujjwal Ankur said...

Really nice.. Some familiar feeling crept up to me while almost halfway through..

And this one rocks :

"Mere harbingers, of what lies ahead. Walk you shall But you’ll be dead."

Bravo!

parulandme said...

glad i read it :)
ur line were so "u"
and they just described the essence with it's beauty

Just Me :) said...

@ JD, Anty, Ujjwal and Parualandme: With so much encouragement I would have already penned another poetry, if i didn't have some compassion for man kind :-D

akhil said...

Nice poetry and a nice blog!!! Do update it more often!

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