Poem 42-Tunes

@sumitrai100:
From time to time my heart plays those tunes
A desire, a tragedy, a melody all weaved together
Tells me “you’ve ran enough, time to stop”
“Take a deep sleep and feel the peace”.


@noddingtoMusic:
Every day walking,talking

People around,snapping,yapping

Oblivious to all other sounds with glee

Headphones on,tunes flying around me.

@Gods_Evangelos:

The rhythmic start and the filthy end,

Sometimes those shapes i dreamt so fair,

Music is my passion i always felt,

My piano has the tunes engraved.

Poem 41-Expressions

@sumitrai100:
Two of us were alone in the park at that midnight,
you were sleeping in my arms under da moonlight,

never I dared to say the word,always chose the tangent line,

Expression of love and tears in your eyes,I knew you were mine.

@noddingtoMusic:

Expressions helped mask her true lonely self

Making people laugh,never cried for help

Smiling forever,sad as one could be

There was but one man,who could truly see

@Gods_Evangelos:

That tinch of smile, and a hint of cry,

The muse in the lamest joke of thy,

The relation at par and demarcation so high,

We don't need that hinge of the wrinkled line.

Poem 40-Trees

@roshd:
All I wanted for us was some happiness
Lots of laughter, love and that elusive peace
Now I have no illusions and I am
Not gonna miss the wood for the trees


@sumitrai100:
Had seen the kid turning into man,innocence into petulance,
the old "Neem" tree had served the family for so many years
this one was cruel,didn't know how to return the favour
4 men with axe and saw were ready to tear it apart,layer by layer.


@Gods_Evangelos:
Shelter they give but never yelled a bit,
Food they grow but never hid a bit,
Still we are killers we cut them for our comfort,
Are we a human or a mere beast?

Poem 39-Respect

@MinolAjekar:
You don’t get respect on a platter, you got to earn it, it is said
It is not tangible, cannot be touched, smelt, or seen.
So how are you deemed respectful, in this new age
Once you have, you know it, and that is what makes you sage.


@noddingtoMusic:
It's a different type of story,
And a different kind of pride,
The respect you get for your own work
Is something that is hard to hide


@sumitrai100:
Equator to poles people teach their children
Respect is earned not expected
but sometime world acts as a bitch,never respects you
don't you ever quit then and never stop respecting yourself.


@Gods_Evangelos:
From persona it differs to the attire you wear,
No its something which has a different glare,
No matter happens even nothing you care,
The ultimate innocence and the respect despairs.

Poem 38-Weekends

@noddingtoMusic:
For the ones who've got a life
The weekends pass in a blur
The ones with nowhere to go
For them,the weekends don't matter


@sumitrai100:
Friday why are you so far from Monday and so close to Sunday,
Those 5 days we fight like bruised warriors,surviving day by day,
Weekends come,repair us,remind us there is a life,pretty and beautiful,we must strive for
Time passes n we are in next battle only with the hope to see another weekend,to live another life.


@MinolAjekar:
Friday  is spent looking at the time, checking for beer’o’clock
Saturday speeds as you confirm if you made yourself a mock.
Sunday is well- spent with family and friends,
Next week has till Friday to make amends.


@Gods_Evangelos:
W- The wonders we do are class apart,
E- The extremes we go do save the chart,
E- The empathy we grow within is so sublte,
K- The King we dream is at the end of a Beer Glass.

Poem 37-Date

@Gods_Evangelos:
From facebook posts to inbox though,
She made me move to and fro,
May be we were in each other's fate,
I will always remember the proposed date.


@sumitrai100:
Sun-rays spread over the sea-surface as reaches the twilight
Date was over,one lover was going down,another was dancing in delight
Moon appears with all its charm for another date,for another night
How lucky is Sea to have someone to love her all the time.


@noddingtoMusic:
Didn't know what it was,until it took place
I was completely clueless,and out on a date

People were everywhere,and we wanted to be alone

But time didn't allow us to be on our own.

Poem 36-Tears/Aansu

@donbratman:
She felt the worst pain ever, she did not cry,
She had to do this, no matter what,
Then she heard him cry, her new born son,
And then she let out the tears of joy.


@sumitrai100:
The reservoir never dries,no matter how much you try
moment comes,no one can stop,it starts leaking
every drop filled with memories,pain makes the journey
comes to surface n consoles you,helps you to overcome the agony.


@noddingtoMusic:
Many tears she shed, never knowing why
Those people just somehow made her cry
Try as she might,she was never the same
So one day she left,no one remembered her name


@MinolAjekar:
You sit across me with my heart in your hand,
You tell me we are no longer together in happy land.
You tell me not to cry, tears make my face swell,
How not to cry, when it feels like, upon me the world fell.


@umeshnrao:
Tears bid adieu to his eyes
When he saw her blissful lies
Reaching the pinnacle of pain
He promised to never cry again


@Gods_Evangelos:
Liquid they aren't, a feeling they are unexpressed,
Memories they hold in, camouflaged utters,
Inept they appear but are a full on gear,
These are the way to have misunderstandings clear.

Poem 35-School/Paathshaala

@MinolAjekar:
The benches, the walls, the black board, nothing’s changed.
15 years ago they still looked the same.
Caught my reflection in the mirror, I looked different,
The walls shaped me in to who I am today.


@sumitrai100:
Dreams in their eyes,those innocent minds
pretty faces,some good,some bad,few cruel,few kind
meet in school everydy and in each clime
read,write,laugh n cry,how wonderful is their school time.


@noddingtoMusic:
Nothing like singing pop songs loudly in the class
Nothing like ignoring the entire praying mass
Those classes we bunked,the notes we passed around
Nothing like the school life;lost,and never to be found


@donbratman:
The little boy cried his eyes out, why, he had no clue,
the others were crying, so he must too, or he would be called a fool,
To this day he can never forget that day, even though time flew,
for it was his first ever day at school.


@Gods_Evangelos:
From the sound of bells, to the tiffin boxes we dwell,
From the teacher's anger, to the diary's remark,
The amazing results with the Daddy's spark,
Mother said, my child will definitely reach the embark.

Poem 34-Bride/Dulhan

@donbratman:
She looked at her dad, her eyes filled with tears,
He looked at his baby, his heart filled with pride,
She held his hand, as always, to overcome her fears
He passed it on to the young gentleman, for she was his bride.


@MinolAjekar:
From behind the veil she peered, the smoke seems thick,
The pandit chants, but the hunger she feels, is making her sick.
She fiddles with the heavy garland weighing her down,
Seems different from yesterday, when she got her doll married to her brother’s clown.

@Gods_Evangelos:

Ek umeed us paraye insaan se na chodega woh saath,

Ek aasha us anjaan parivar se jissay hai jivan ki sadbhaasha,

Naya ghar, Naye log, Kya hogi wahi purani paribhaasha?

Har Dulhan chahti hai apne ghar ki parchai is ghar mai aakar.

@sumitrai100:

4 men lifted the 'palaqui',bride inside,crying

4 men shouldered the bier,he was silent,calm and content
two travellers on different paths were supposed to be husband and wife
one was dead for ever,one was going to die for rest of her life.

Poem 33-Creativity/Rachnamakta

@sumitrai100:
Flowers are red,green,yellow,blue,black and white
men are tall,short,bad,good,dumb and bright
love,greed,lust,wrath and trust;day,light,dark and night
such variation,such contrast,only creator has this creativity and that impeccable class.


@Gods_Evangelos:
Words are the form, some blessings they belong,
Flow you can say, a melancholy play,
Mood, Surrounding, Experience and a thick mould,
Life is above that last betray.


@alksmehta:
You have assimilated every breed together giving them meaning and some speciality.
You have beautifully exemplified life's positivity and negativity.
Every thing and being on this earth has a purpose and utility.
That's why,God, I am amazed by your creativity!


@MinolAjekar:
They say, one must have a muse one can use,
They say, with a muse, one get more cues.
Is this why my art ebbs and flows,
‘Cuz I do not have a muse to hold close.

@noddingtoMusic:

If you have a way with words,

Let them have a way with you,

Let them rhyme and dance on their own,

And you'll come up with something new.

@donbratman:

All of us are put through tough situations,

Facing them is like a basic daily activity,

But the ones who prevail with their actions,

Are the ones, who solve complex problems with simple creativity.

Poem 32-Face/Faces/Chehra/Chehre

@donbratman:
He was a blank slate when he came out of his mother's womb,
Slowly, he began to learn that, life is one hell of a race,
He knew that life would end and he would rest in his tomb,
But among the billions, he did not just want to be a face.


@YashaKothari:
They haunt me in my sleep,
In every dream they peep.
I can see those eyes, so vivid are the faces,
My nights were ruined, & now so are my days.


@chocoholic_213:
His face, only his mother could love,
mother's love; nothing as grand, nothing above.
Staring at those beautiful faces he said,
"To my mother, I'm as beautiful as these lads."


@noddingtoMusic:
i open my eyes and see them everywhere
i close my eyes and know they're everywhere
those ghosts,their faces,their voices in my head
trouble me,follow me,and leave me wishing i were dead


@sumitrai100:

That look on the face she had never seen before

the only thing she heard was her own tears falling on the floor

petrified both were,alone,she touched her,her lips,her face,her eyes

pulled the trigger,both died,No one but the mirror was there to cry.

@Gods_Evangelos:

Two sided some say, some don't bother to differentiate,

Faces of the coin also make people wait,

Once you are able to read and understand them well,

Nothing can ditch you and your commendable fate.

@PoetBapat:

Mahez do din ke liye bhi jo milti mujhe baadshaahi toh,

Meri rihaasat mai, Fakht teri hi shakal ke sikke chalte,

Tera hi chehra jo hota har sikke ka pehlu-e-ilahi toh,

Khud hi ki rihaasat mai mere ishq ke bezubaan kisse chalte.


@MinolAjekar
Goonghat main chupa chehra,

Mukh dekhiye deni thi,

Goonghat ne hi saas rokh li, 

Chehra koi aur gazab na daiye.

Poem 31-Luck/Bhagya

@chocoholic_213:
Cursing his fate, he threw a punch in the air.
Frustrated, he pulled at his own hair.
Fate stuck it's bally foot in everything he did,
Also, his luck didn't seem to favour his needs.


@sumitrai100:
How lucky they thought of themselves
to be the first boarder of what they say was unsinkable
still calm water holds a mammoth monster was beyond unthinkable
hit,broke,sank,dead all over,then they realize how unlucky they were.


@Gods_Evangelos:
One of the days where the lowest low,
Believe in me i always have a going slow,
Days will change and the light may come,
Luck is always on my forehead front.


@MinolAjekar:
What’s luck got to do with it?

No substitute for hard work they say,

But come what may,

I could always do with a little luck my way.

Poem 30-Rain/Baarish

@salonitia:
Looking out of the window,
All she heard was the sound of traffic,
Nothing new,pitter patter,pitter patter,
Rain is the new sound ,I hear .


@sumitrai100:
Day became night when dark clouds covered the entire sky
kids started jumping,farmers were happy,ran to their thirsty farms
He kissed she on that terrace,their love intesified in the rain
people were happy in every village,city,town,standing car and moving train.


@noddingtoMusic:
the scent of the storm was so titillating

it was all that i wanted to breathe

protected in my room, i sat contemplating

if this was where i wanted to be

@Megha_Mathur3:

A raging storm unleashes wrath

The clouds shadow the azure sky

Drops of rain line a verdant path

Bathed in showers our lonely petunias lie

@TheGhostWriterr:

The first Rains reminds me of Settling dust & Rising Lust,

Of a cold moist night, entwined fingers and the lovers Thrust,

The Rain long gone & life is a barren main,

The First rain reminds me of long washed memories & a loners Pain.


@RBtrary:
The sky was dark but he knew no fear,
Then the rains came and washed away his tears.
His eyes remained red and so did the sky above.
Pain in the heart remains - the pain of lost love.


@Gods_Evangelos:
The immense hurt in that heart and it called,
The scorching heat in the hall of fame it fell for,
Time it was to break the barriers and fight loud,
It began to rain and he slipped in depth of sword love.

Poem 29-Secret/Raaz

@sumitrai100:
Secret in their eyes no one can ever find
kitten,puppies and human child,one of their own kind
happy,content they are,tension-free their lives,busy in their own mime
everything around beautiful to their eyes 'cause they are seeing them for the very first time.


@thebongbabe:
You finish my sentences, complete my thoughts
Hold my hands and let me be – while the world stands by and judges
The doctors tell me you don’t exist – you’re just a figment of my imagination
I laugh to myself, what do they know of soulmates...


@noddingtoMusic:
even as you bare your soul,
i know who's on your mind,
but i'll spare you a heartache,
because the one you love is mine.


@OhTeri_:
Some extra toffees and few coins; little secrets shared with friends.
Stolen kisses, feelings of LOVE; hiding this secret is tough.
College, Exams Supplementary and Failures; courage to face the family.
Years later; the little angel wispers her secrets; some giggles, few laughs.


@randomWhiz:
Hush..quiet..silence,
I carry a secret,
A secret of our love,
They say you aren't real, but I know otherwise..


@Gods_Evangelos:
The unsaid lies on the broken street,
The broken heart with vintage glee,
Time bound them to forget the past,
It was the time to meet and reveal.

Poem 28-Vision/Drishti

@sumitrai100:
Epitome of innocent elegance,fresh as jasmine her fragrance
her face so fair,how much I like her and how much I care
that one accident and her face is bruised,how much she cries
still elegant I won't lie,isn't what they say 'beauty lies in the viewer's eyes'.


@noddingtoMusic:
a vision full of reality,or a visit straight from hell
the image was so surreal,the difference i couldn't tell

imagination i had;but this was something new

my brain felt invaded,leaving my reality askew

@i1_2ramble:

Appalling conditions, not a single living being,

Inhabitable is the planet, sadness reigned,

Hope and survival took a clear omission,

The Prophet shivered, he had a vision.

@kunalbaidmehta:

The goals seem virtually impossible at the start,

Converting it to something achievable takes gumption and heart.

A visionary brings such a belief amongst all,

And then everyone gets ready to face the pessimists like a wall.

@RBtrary:

He was a patriot and his motherland he loved,

Rose against the dictator but soon got captured.

For treason they took his eyes and put him in prison,

His dream faded away and he was left with no vision.

@Gods_Evangelos:

Kahin door dekhna use toh nahi kehte jahan dil lag jaaye,

Kahin paas bulaana use toh nahi kehte jahan mann behel jaaye,

Zindagi humne abhi dekhi hi kahaan hai us asli maayne mai,

Yeh aasaani se guzar jaaye toh us zindagi ki vajah jya hai.

@TheShreyasNaik:

For the future of the state, he had a vision,

all he needed was the right to make a decision,

he campaigned the elections, and hoped it was him the people voted,

but little did he know, for his communal beliefs, amidst the people he was doted.

@BombayChor:

Kal jo hua woh samay ki dhara mein beet gaya,

Aaj jo hua woh bhi apni bhaati beet jayega,

Parantu aanewale kal mein jo hokar hume satana hai,

Use hi door drishti ki rachna se hume sudharana hai.

@roshd:

Your cruelty and mockery are quite plain to me

I don’t need your pity or your sympathy

Unknown to you I prize my dignity

This blind man would rather not see

@randomWhiz:

Someone once told me,

Seeing is believing,

But the best in life - god, music and love,

Are serene and unseen.

@Ad_Coelum:

The visions of you envelop me at reawakened hours 

Like creased bedsheets.

Your hands holding the goblet 

And chains chafing your feet.

Poem 27-House/Ghar

@parekhit:
He had one hand, he was one legged.
He had tired eyes, all his life he begged.
A bread for lunch, a fruit for dinner.
Dressed with hope, his house is the footpath next to that pillar.


@i1_2ramble: 
Once a vision now a broken dream,

A symbol of solitude and grief in ream,

Once a gala, a symbol of might,

Our home in the woods, a broken sight.

@Abhijeetkhan:

a heart is where i belong,

this i call a journey song,

laying in the starry dome,

these open fields are my home!

@LadyPinkFloyd:

This is no place to live in,

You are in the cold.

This is no place to grow old in.

This is no home.

@sumitrai100:

Blue sky turned crimson red like someone splashed paint on wall

the sun was drowning bit by bit making shadows look so tall

the kids were back home on ground,in sky the birds took the flight

to reach their nests,their homes,before arrival of the deadly night.

@kunalbaidmehta:

A house does not become a home by simply having two bedrooms, kitchen and a hall,

A home is made by laughter, bonding at the dinner table  and frames on the wall.

It takes lot of effort to keep it joint,

Always remember that. If required, make it a point.

@Gods_Evangelos:

The best of the curtains, the best of the wall paints,

The best of the relations, the best of the basic traits,

You try to build a family in walls or walls between families,

All this is written in the book of God called "Secret Trades"

@alksmehta:

"House"(our heaven), is the best place on the earth.

It has infinite memories of our life since our birth.

Within its heart is stored our growth from birth to adulthood,

It has experienced all the changes in our emotions,behaviour n moods.

Poem 26-Easy Chair/ AaramKhurshi

@kunalbaidmehta:
Aapka raaj hai, kisi aur ka nahi,
Aapki har baat ko sab hi maane sahi.
Jab tak aaram khursi pe baithe hain aap,
Tab tak aap kucch bhi karein, log nahin kahenge paap.


@KaruGurnani:
On my way to market, I saw a gal with basket,
I  thought I had a chance, but didn't notice her brothers at 1st glance,
They hit me on my left n then on my right, n how I lost a one sided fight,
Affected is my body, right from toes to hair, as I peacefully go to sleep on my easy chair


@noddingtoMusic:
On your perception it shall depend,
which funny way will your mind bend,
a hazy memory of your mom on that chair?
or do you hear it rocking when no one's there?


@sumitrai100:
Another day gone,travails multifold,the seizures no more I can hold
my old easy chair,my gold,I couldn't find the reason why I sold
the coziness,comfort and calmness I felt in your lap
now without you,between life and happiness who'll fill that huge gap.


@Gods_Evangelos:
Kahein issay khursi ya fir aaram ka aasaan?
Kya hai isme woh baat jo na de paaya kuch aur dhan?
Yaadein is par dolkar aa jaati hai bahot,
Kya ye godaam toh nahi us yaadon ka magar?


@LadyPinkFloyd:
On the chair he sat,

creaking back and forth,

I put some music on for the mood,

And the started the night's never ending dance.

Poem 25-Solitude

@sumitrai100:
Happy,calm,content,serenity dripping from his face
the world outside roaring,tranquility inside soaring
alone in that cottage at the countryside he was the sole creature
simple,silent,solitude his life was amidst that beautiful nature.


@OhTeri_:
Responsibilities and a hectic schedule; sometimes you lose your cool.
Parents, friends and colleagues; sometimes you still miss your school.
Smokes and drinks, fun and frolic; sometimes you still feel the void.
Sometimes, solitude is all you desire; while other times, you need Pink Floyd.


@kunalbaidmehta:
Some go to the Himalayas to search for it,
While others have it in abundance and they detest it in every bit.
This is life's cruel joke. What one hates, the other desires,
But no one knows what all God transpires.


@Gods_Evangelos:
Its not a place, its not a thing to be achieved,
Its the inner you, Its in that deep introspection felt,
If you feel it it's tangible, the intangible as some people define,
Is it the reality in illusion or just a state of mind?

Poem 24-Small Joys

@sumitrai100:
These are infinite in numbers scattered over space and time,you don't recognise
you keep chasing a ghost,something big,something great,a fake prize
never realize that plants and trees,kittens and puppies,friends and family and every moment you live
give you the best joys of life,so feel them,live them and make them count each time.


@nimue_:
and just like that,
some one would call
when God was questioned -
answers are always around.


@OhTeri_:
When you're helpless and you cry; mother hugs, tears dry.
When you hate studies and are unsure; Daddy helps and you score.
Work, pressure, lonliness; a coffee with friend can be a bliss.
No matter how and when; small joys are valuable now; it was, even then!


@noddingtoMusic:
A Thank you,a smile,an old familiar song,
That you recognize completely and start to sing along,
Hold a door for a stranger and make them smile,
These small joys are the ones that make your life


@kunalbaidmehta:
A toffee, a balloon, a game of ludo with my grandfather.These used to be some of the small joys.
Today, happiness is what I search for even after buying the most expensive toys.
As a kid, I always wanted to grow up soon.
Today I would love to go back to those times and enjoy a cartoon.


@alksmehta:
One inviting look,fulfilling of those mad desires.
Craving for eachother,enveloping her in caresses.
His touch that brings flood of ecstacy and inundates her senses,
Are few of the joys of life she wants to keep alive in her existence!


@Gods_Evangelos:
I remember when i was small, joys was just a word in my textbook,
I didn't realise it had that importance, but i still smiled and was glad,
Today i know its meaning, the worth but feel nothing is in my hand,
Those were the days, when the real tiny joys, were so innocent and gay.

Poem 23-Salsa

@Gods_Evangelos:
Its her wish we meet and do it,
We haven't yet met more than once but we believe in,
What is impossible can be possible when faith has it,
One day we will make it happen on the dance floor perfect.


@sumitrai100:
Partners exchanged again and there she was,his dreamy girl
lips that need no gloss and fragrance coming from her curls
his eyes forgot to blink,for those two minutes he was complete
finally hands detached,hearts attached,they smiled,it felt so perfect.


@kunalbaidmehta:
He was mesmerized when he saw her burn the dance floor,
He thought he would never get tired and would always want to see more.
Salsa was her soul, her second skin. It was her life,
She never imagined that he will force her to stop dancing after she became his wife.


@OhTeri_:
Music was her heartbeat, SALSA was her life.
With many fans, stalkers and critics, being hyped was fun.
Her partner was jealous and planned to end her life.
He killed her soon; de-famed her, and she was often shunned !


@parekhit:
He had a dream, to love, care and enjoy like us.
He had no sight, but lived his life without any fuss.
He had no regrets, only a dream to live his life with a girl named Martha. 
Imagination was his dance, while she was a teacher of salsa.

Poem 22-Woods

@IndianIdle:
Magical wands, run scoring bats,
dining tables to toy cats,
They fell yet they stood,
Life story of wood.

@sumitrai100:

A pair of parrots cuddling,a cuckoo singing in a melifluous sound

squirrel jumping,rabbit running,a deer sleeping,beauty all around

trees swaying in cool breeze spreading peace all over the ground

sunlight scattering,nature rhyming,all makes the woods so beautiful so proud.

@noddingtoMusic:

I brush my hands from bark to bark,

slowly push those leaves apart,

tread down that hazy moonlit path,

and i find you taking my hand.

@kunalbaidmehta:

Sitting by the bonfire, singing countryside songs.

Bonding and camaraderie on the rise with everyone dancing along.

All of them will remember this night as the best of their times,

Let me now end this poem as all of this rhymes.

@pearly_swhites:

My soul wanders, across the rocky plateaus called life,

Encountering stormy seas and tempests of strife,

But in a parallel universe, the calm river is my guide,

In these woods called paradise, I'd seek refuge, I'd hide.

@Gods_Evangelos:

Drowned in her thoughts and in the sweet sound of chords,

Missing her in my heart and the carved memories apart,

Wanting her to be with me and the forever glee,

I just woke up there in the middle of the street with that drop of honey.


@parekhit:
Purity was she, devil was he.
Innocent was she, stone hearted was he.
In love was she, greedy and full of lust was he.
They met at the woods, she promised her life, he pierced her heart with a knife.


@OhTeri_:
The silence of the breeze, fluttering through the leaves.

Some narrow dark paths, eerie shadows and noises.

Long strech of trees that run, some rays peeping from the sun.

Birds sing and bunnies hop around; Woods, aren't always creepy and glum.