What if?
What if?
I wonder nervously
What life will I have then?
What if?
You sit there quietly
Trying to pretend
That it’s not a simple question
With a simple yes or no
That there’s nothing more to mention
Before you let me go
Let me go
Cause you don’t want to know
Let me go
Cause I don’t want to know
Fifty years is what I dreamed of
Fifty years of holding hands
One night is what you got from me
One night so soon to end
Let me go
Cause you don’t want to know
Let me go
Cause I don’t want to know
A simple little question
So many more after that
How did this get so messed up?
Hun, you’re gonna be a dad
What now?
I wonder nervously
How many tears to cry?
What now?
You walk away from me
Alone now I will cry
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All love me!
Gazes gather
At your guise
Glare appeals,
Blinds me
Illumination
Fascination
False
Light lingers
In my eyelids
Your display,
Day and night
I love
They love you
Present me!
Reflect!
A shroud
A lantern
A chance,
All for me…
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I M NOT WHAT I WANT TO BE
i m not what i want to be,
i m what the world wants me to be.
this is not the road i want to walk on,
this is the road chosen by the world for the marathon.
they say i m free but m i really?
show me my freedom if they mean it seriously.
i was born with wings but where are they?
there’s no space to spread it, is what they say.
do i still ve my wings? i dont know,
or did they just cut them when i was feeling low.
i feel suffocated and i feel trapped.
i feel i was not understood and my talent was not tapped.
i want to not just reach the destination, but enjoy the ride.
how’s that possible when they get upset if i slide.
they want me to achieve something which is their mission,
but how do i make them understand, i dont believe in competition.
they dont let me go and explore,
they say there’s no time for it anymore.
they dont let me cry, they dont let me fall.
they say you ll be insane if you do this all.
when i was winning for this world, i lost myself in the crowd.
but when i lost no one was listening even when i was loud.
why cant i just lose sometimes?
is being a loser one of the biggest crimes?
why are they judging my each and every step?
why dont they understand, i m not walking according to the map.
everyone wants me to win the war and so do i,
but when a few battles are lost on the way why do they say bye?
the world has two categories, that of a winner and a loser,
but do they understand i m none, but a fighter.
i m not really weak, i m strong.
but their idea of my strengths are all wrong.
and so i say i m not what i want to be,
i m what the world wants me to be.
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Dance of the Torches
Far, far away, the flames do play,
Leaping in the far distance
Across the way, candles wildly turn,
Doing their reckless dance.
Stars glitter, then fall, in the sky;
Hopeless realm of night.
Falling, falling to our green realm,
Into our fading sight.
Memories, mere dreams, rise in the dark,
Blind eye of the mind.
Dreams of death, memories of fleeting love,
All, all of a single kind.
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Fangs of the Night
Tyger, Queen of Dark Night,
Queen of Day,
Always you walk, always you hunt,
Searching for Prey.
Dead shadows, shadows of cold Night,
Shadows now cold,
Hiding claws of gold, claws of fire,
Hiding fangs of gold.
Snow Leopard, Queen of Death,
Follow this, our band.
Embrace us, kiss us, one by one,
Silent in the land.
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A Coming Storm
The wind grows from high to
low, and I slung
a lead ball with bait
wait
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