Ma

I desperately hoped that it was you as i heard the ring of the phone
Ma i want to be with you,i am here all alone..

I still remember those days when you used to prepare me for school
I didn't even knew how to tie my shoe laces,i was such a fool
Then you lovingly used to tweak my nose ,how can i forget that gentle touch
I haven't yet experienced a feeling like that in my whole life ,as such
Those days are now just a part of memory,with time all gone
Ma i want to be with you ,i am here all alone.

Whenever i was ill you were always there by my side
but the time has passed on like a flowing tide
i vividly remember how during my illness you used to caress my hair
the feeling was unparallelled,it was like a breath of fresh air,
Now there is only one craving of my flesh and bone
Ma i want to be with you, i am here all alone

I still remember the food which in the morning you used to make
i know that you used to rise up so early just for my sake
the food which used to have the fragrance of your love
love which was as beautiful as a white dove
now all those things are just a memory forlorn
Ma i want to be with you,i am here all alone.

To all your advices i didn't pay any heed
Maybe this is the result of that past misdeed
Now i am missing dearly your gentle touch
But i am helpless Ma , I can't do much
All that i can do is just sit and moan
Ma i want to be with you,i am here all alone.

Without you the day doesn't seem day and the night doesn't seem night
My heart always aches Ma,Nothing seems alright
The people for whom i used to fight with you
They have all forgotten me and found pals new
My heart bleeded Ma as the sun brightly shone
Ma i want to be with you , i am here all alone.

Now if God asks me my dying wish
I will ask him that before my heartbeat cease
Not for any wealth,or any riches none
For one last time to be with you Ma , because i am here all alone.

I'm back!!

Heya everyone:)..i'm back with another poem of mine..Hope i have improved a bit since my last creation:)..and thanks a lot maya,sudhanshu,pd and sunny paaji for all the encouraging words..it was so sweet of you all:)..i assure you all that i would try to take the standard of my creations a few notches higher but as i am still a rookie please bear with me for a few days:)..and your critical reviews are most welcome because i count on you people only to show me the true picture of where i stand so save your choicest swear words for my next creation:)..
@seemant:bro i'll try to make up for that lame introduction of yours by writing a poem specially dedicated to you:)..my promise
@sonal , pd and seemant:i have learnt everything from you guys and believe me i'll be eagerly waiting for your comments because they are very valuable to me

meanwhile i am here yet again with a new poem of mine..hope you guys will like it:)..ciya soon and will be eagerly waiting for your comments..

Why??

As the rays of the morning sun hit his eye
He sat in his room contemplating with a smile wry
There were many things for him to ponder
Where should he start from he began to wonder

Why was he in such a situation?
Who was responsible for his present condition?
"The woods were always dark and deep
And he knew that he had promises to keep"
But why was he unable to sleep
His throat was choked but he was not able to weep

His mother used to say that boys don't cry
But as he began to think his mouth went dry
When he had not done anything wrong
Why was his mind caught in this storm
To everyone he had always been good and sweet
Then at this juncture what caused his heart to bleed

It was the realization of the failure of his belief
And it was this which subjected him to grief
The people whom he had trusted and loved were all gone
And there he was sitting in this room all alone
People,to help whom he had gone out of the way
How could they all leave him and go away

About his friendship he was always optimistic
But his friends used to tell him to be realistic
He had always been rated as an "emotional fool"
Was this the thing that differentiated him from people who were "cool"
His biggest problem was that he couldn't say 'No'
Maybe this was the reason for his predicament and rightly so


He had always intended to be their reason for smile and joy
But now he felt that all this time he had been merely a toy
A toy for everyone to play with
and when contented, to do away with
He prided himself upon his heart of gold
But he had learnt the truth that emotions are just meant to be sold

If you are nice then people take you for granted
and when they get bored they throw you away like some filth unwanted
It seemed to him that his whole life had failed
Thinking of this his heart ailed


Now was the time for him to forget the ghosts of past
All that he could lose he had already lost
Now he just waited for the moment when he will die
Because only God could fathom and give an answer to his "Why?".

Straight From The Heart

Hi all:)..it really feels good writing my own blogs because earlier i used to think that it is some kind of forum for the elitest of the elite..even the 1st two blogs which i read were of 2 of my best friends..one of them is an IIT-R and IIM-A alumni and other one is an IIT-KGP alumni..so that just went on to reaffirm my belief:)..but a very dear friend of mine who is presently in manglore told me about the immense satisfaction which we get by writing down our thoughts so it is only on his advice i am going to start blogging..unlike my friends about whom i earlier mentioned i am not a virtuoso but i am merely a dabbler so kindly overlook any grammatical mistakes..:)..this is my first poem and hope to be back with many more soon..