Desolate

July 17, 2008 at 2:16 am · Filed under Teenage Conception

I wrote this poem about 4 years ago.I have not done much to it so it’s pretty much in its original form.

I just feel like going away to some place far away.To a place where time stands still,where wishes are granted and the sound of beating hearts is heard.I want to forget the impending separation,the consequent heart-ache and the loss.I want to forget it all.

But I can’t.I have to face it.It’s during situations like these that you tell the men from the boys.I’ve not been a boy since the first fight I had.i’ve felt every bit a man from the day I had my first crush.And am not ready to let go of that little pride.The pride that I’ve stood up on my own two feet,in trying times, and survived storms and gales,albeit with a little help from my folks.

In my path a mountain stands;
around me stand peaks:
behind them my path lies
but time I haven’t to conquer.

On the shore of an ocean,
my feet stop;
Over yonder,my life waits
but a fish I am not.

A picture on a large wall,
hung I cock-eyed;
through my flesh
a big tear ate
yet far afield,glue sleeps.

On the edge of a precipice
my good road ends.

Stretched out below me,
an ocean of dark night;
On the other one
my heart is.

Teenage conception

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This Life

April 28, 2008 at 8:54 pm · Filed under Teenage Conception

A cheetah, so fast
yet a snail to last;
a flower, so frail:
This milk with trail.

A lion,so strong
yet so weak a string
a hyena,a skunk:
Oh!sweet lavender tank.

So green that tree
yet a bird so free;
so fast a river flow:
So beautiful this rainbow.

So cold this night,
so keen a kite;
a leopard, a thief:
Too honest,as if

The duck:Oh!That lie
yet no rush to fly;
the stealth of a panther:
Phew!Is there an answer?

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