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Short Love Poems – Butterflies And Bows And I Think I Need

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Short Love Poems - Butterflies And Bows And I Think I Need

Poem – Butterflies And Bows

I color my life in shades of pink
I’d soak up the sun in a single blink
Coz there’s so much more I’m yet to see
Coz there’s so much of me I’m yet to be

All my dolls have their names
My memories locked in picture frames
Coz there is so much in my arms to hold
Coz there are still stories that’ve never been told

I dream of roses and red wine
And of the day a young prince would be mine
Coz there’s so much love I’m yet to feel
Coz there are so many hearts I’m yet to steal

They stare at me and measure my waist
These pretty slimy naggers are such a pest
They blow me smoke I take in air
They say things but I don’t care

Coz they can’t reach me I’m a distant star
Remember always:
No butterfly is too heavy for a flower.

Poem – I Think I Need

A pint of butterflies,
A shot of sighs,
Many a slice of the sky
No opinions, no whys
A few bags filled of efforts
And none too much of strife
Are all i think i need,
For a breath of living,
Of life

Some sons crushed in a plate,
All stars plucked off the nights slate
Each sent to guide a lost
Before time runs out, its too late.

Catch a fistful of abundant time,
And bury it under the sand,
See a planet grow thereof,
Another era, another land.

Steal all the seas from this earth,
And nurture with them my dreamland,
Blow the moon up in fragments,
And light the fires of many a hearth.

Measure the worth of everything gold,
And parlay it to my loves life,
Catch his smile glance and kisses,
To light, to minister,
My years  of shrinking conscious,
And of grave gery old.

Brew some joys in a cauldron,
And pour it all, over the world,
Wish back Lord all the battles
Wipe all lost, all won.

Wish my wishes were no more just wishes,
Wish my wishes were true stone laws,
Wish all hearts were cleansed and linked,
No wrongs ever, ever no flaws,
Wish all goodness had power to be,
Right from the start,
Wishes, wishes and wishes,
Wishes wishes few more and some
Are all i think i need
For a breath of living, of life.

Short Love Poems – Point Of No Return And Valentine’s Day

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Short Love Poems - Point Of No Return And Valentine's Day

Poem – Point Of No Return

An intrusion is a breach
And an intruder is a convict
That’s the way it stays
No allegory can make it less juvenile

What if you’ve gone too far
And now what’s intruded
Is no longer in front of you
But within

This is the point which dries up my soul
I have given up all that I had
Now I sit and wait
At the other end of the river
With my hands all tied
And the silver brook flowing
Right over my face
This is the point when I want to recede
Back to the time when it all never started

Rue a dream

My arrested soul begs for a retreat
I know not a way out
It’s a sudden lull which
I wasn’t ready for
A void which comes between pleasure and duty
A stance of utter delusion

But I am glad if everything stops right here
For this is where I need to take a turn
Back where I was lost

Lost not dead.

Poem – Valentine’s Day

They say it’s their day, the lovers
And I thought everyday was theirs

A rose day, a hug day
A teddy day and one for chocolates
A day for proposals
A day for promises

A day for promises they have, the lovers
And I thought promises were forever

All these days of romance
Lead to that special one
The day, they celebrate love
The day, they celebrate themselves

They say “you will never understand
Coz you are not in love”
They say “you will be a skeptic
Coz you have never loved”

“You have never loved”
They said to me, the couple
The very moment brought about a faint smile
A smile that was filled with pride

Pride of having loved him
Pride of the promise
The Promise, that was eternal
The celebration that was divine

Eternal promise,
Witnessed by the moonlight
Moonlight shining in the lake

Moonlit night
By the lakeside
His arms
Giving me shelter
His hair, in my hands
As if protecting me from the moonlight
His touch
Making my heart tremble
His lips, calling my name
Yearning to be with me

As he took me in his arms
I closed my eyes and surrender
Surrendered myself to his love,
To his love, to my fate
They say love eludes you
I tasted love, as his lips met mine

As his lips met mine,
My heartbeat just stopped
As if wanting to live a thousand lives,
In that one moment

Even the moon was conspiring
Shining on his hair
Making me fall in love with him
All over again

The one night,
By the lakeside
In the moonlight
When we made love
Like there was no tomorrow

Even cupid will be envious
As It’s not even in his might
To write, a love story
So perfect, so ecstatic

And reminiscing my love
All this while
With that faint smile I just walked by
Letting them, the lovers enjoy their day
The day they call, the Valentine’s Day.

Cobbled Stones And Streets: Emotions And Thoughts Of A Woman

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Cobbled Stones And Streets Emotions And Thoughts Of A Woman

Cobbled streets ignite extreme interest in my head. Interest that is a direct reflection of how they are. Cobbled. It’s funny, how disparate sections of usually igneous material are laid down in a jagged manner to arrive at something that is smooth. Smooth for us to walk on. Very similar to our personalities; as jagged as they might be, someone still walks all over it. And then comes the cold. The chill that runs down your spine when you step on these stones barefooted. It’s like it torments you. Laughs at you. And all you can do is tip toe. Try to avoid touching your entire sole on it. The same stones. The ones that you “walk on” – now numb you. But you still walk on it, don’t you? Donning your soft and padded shoes, you set out. The stones are now quiet. It’s in your hands. The game. Or so you think.

You use objects to keep the cold stone from touching your feet. Objects that represent pretention. Faux. Phony. Inorganic. Much like our emotions. In times of testing. How we pretend to smile. Pretend to not care. Pretend that everything is going to be all right. Pretend. Pretend. Pretend. But will it really?

Cobbled stones. They bear so much. Yet with each bearing they strain unto themselves, they only become smoother. Less jagged. More rounded. But ladies and gentlemen. We think we’ve cornered them. Won our battles. Alas, we forget what they now become. They fight their battles with wit. With a naive sophistication. A frowning smile. Next time we step on them. No, they’re not jagged. We, have made them smooth. Alas! Too smooth for our liking. We slip. We fall to the ground. This time the cold hits, not only our bare soles but also our hands, our body, our face. They laugh again. Immortal they might be. They are much more potent. Stationary – yet brimming with such mobility. And we question our own potential. Or blame the faux shoes. For the manufacturer of their sole needs to relook his materials. And we continue to walk our way. On the cold cobbled street. Till we arrive at the lamppost. That gleams yellow in our eyes but fails to intensify the dark cobbled stones. The sharp light that blinds us; shatters and dissolves when it hits the ground. That’s how potent cobbled stones are. They suck even the light. So we breathe. In the cold air we let out momentary wasps of vapor. Momentary. Just like us. Just like everything we do. Transient.

So we cross the road on the green signal. Like a herd of sheep being hit on their loins. We walk mechanized. Toddling on the black and white stripes. With chunks of metal flashing yellow into our faces from either sides. Momentary isn’t it? What would happen if we just stand there in the middle? Suspended like a pendulum that’s caught in its oscillation. On one side is the cobbled ground. On the other side, the cemented road that leads us to our destination. Below are the two colors that provide a hue unmatched. All around us light. The light for us now turns red. And thus rises searing din – of honks and abuses caught in their own symphony. Yet you stand there. With the cobbled street on your left. On your right your kin are waiting for you. Transfixed. Looking at you with a de-cyrptive glance. Not understanding why you’re there. But the cobbled stones know. And so you turn around and go back to them. Walking all over them. But this time you laugh with them. Because in that one moment of transience. In that one moment of rooting yourself to the ground. – you become what they have been for the past many years. Jagged. Walked on. Unimportant.

Or so you always believed …

Representation Of Voices: Thoughts On Love, Life And Karma

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Representation Of Voices Thoughts On Love, Life And Karma

When do we start valuing things? Only when they’re gone? But, what if, they aren’t supposed to not be there? How do we then realize their value? Or do we realize it at all?

When do we start realizing things? When we come across their existence too many times? Or too little? Do we need a catalyst for the thinking process to tick off? Or should there be absolutely nothing in the head for us to think things through?

When do we start having a clear head? Is it when we have nothing to do? Or when we have so much on our minds that a deliberate effort needs to be made to wipe the slate clean?

Has your heart ever raced so fast that your breath stops? Have your insides shivered so much that you lose all sense of speech? Has your head swirled so dangerously that you fall to the floor? Has your mouth been so dry that your throat begins to ache? Have your eyes cried themselves dry?

What spawns such supernatural (for lack of a better word) bodily responses? Is it us or is it the situations we are merely a character of? Who designs these situations? Our own actions or the actions of others? Do we even have a role to play in our own life? I am of the school of thought that says we are not. That even an attempt to break away from what one may ascribe as destiny, to me, is an orchestrated attempt of destiny itself.

I am destined to fall in love. So I shan’t come close to a soul. But what if I am destined to not come close to a soul? Am I then delivering the steps of my destiny or breaking from its shackles?

But what might be bounding for me – might be liberating for someone else. Then, why is it binding for me at all? Why can I not be the boss of what happens in my life? It is MY life after all. Or is it?

I can sit and ponder over how I will take charge of my life – and take it to a direction “I” want it to go. But, will it really? Where will I muster enough courage to pull it off. Black. Black. Black. It all looks so dark.

Friends. The thought itself brings such a warm feeling to the fore. But, why no face? I have plenty of friends. Ones that you meet at parties, to those whom you organize parties with, to those whom you meet day in and day out to those whose voices you listen to before turning in to those who know you like no one else ever can. But still no face. What does that mean? Are they mere phases? Mere bursts in my life? Then why do I attribute such great value to them currently?

And there I mentioned value. What a freaking carousel this is! Do I in actuality value them? Or am I that parasite who values the exchange from the host more than the host itself? Can I derive what I currently do from a separate set of people? Will it be wrong? Not morally. I couldn’t give a damn about morality. But, spiritually. Will I be able to sleep peacefully knowing I might’ve wronged. But is it really wrong?

You are born into this world alone. You are buried alone. Then what is the essence of having so many relationships in the middle? Why can we not be self-reliant? Is being anti-social actually a bad thing? Or is it a virtue above any other. The fact that one is better of by himself/herself. How many people can do that? Can even come close!? Does that mean, that the one with more friends is actually a weak person? Because, he/she is not satiated by just himself/herself. Or is the anti-social one depraved? For he writhes in such selfishness!

Often I hear self determined individuals say, “I decide what happens in my life. I may chose X today and do Y tomorrow. And, I will be happy with that!”

And then there’s this other set that apparently ‘lives for today!’ But does one really?! How many times have we not succumbed to temptation KNOWING it’s future ramifications? Is that really living in the present? What palpable measure constricts time? Who assumed such responsibility to define time to begin with? We might notionally regard time to be of cardinal importance. But, is this importance ascribed because it needs to be, or because we, in all measures realize its importance?

Self. Self. Self. That’s all that matters really. Others are just means to an end. An end none of us can see right now. Because, either we are the ones prescribing ourselves myopic vision correction to facilitate living in the present or the ones who are too busy in the future to realize what is going down right now! In this moment.

What must an engine go through a second after a burnout? Is it gloating in self-pride of pulling such magnificence off? Or is it impoverished to the core for having spent it all – in one go?

The metal is shivering. The wind is blowing cold. The grass cuts through. The sand smells foul. The sky eats everything in its reach. BLACK BLACK BLACK.

There is nothing around. We seek warmth from ourselves. Oh what a beautiful being. We rub our palms and experience comfort like no other. Blow into our cupped arms. And breathe a sigh of relief. We are so alone.

I need food. I need water. I need love. I need friendship. I need belongingness. I need a title. I need praise. I need a roof. I need my parents. I need slippers. I need a warm jacket. I need coffee. I need brownies. I need the television. I need ESPN. I need my iPod. I need confidence. I need something to stand by. I need someone to stand by me. I need maple syrup. I need butter chicken. I need books. I need movies. I need sad stories. I need peace. I need war. I need banners. I need art. I need order. I need anarchy. I need myself. I need skin. I need a neck. I need a touch. I need to be embraced. I need to be kissed. I need to be bitten. I need money. I need cigars. I need my Vodka.

Representational of so many voices. Not just mine. Yet there will be proud hands going up owing to the fact that they need coffee. That they need art. That they need butter chicken. That they need cigars. That they need peace. And there will be the nervous ones going up on the need for touch. The need for skin.

Just like you need your chocolate. Or your favorite boxers. Or your favorite lip balm. Or your favorite heels. Or your favorite beer.

As humans, we like to box things. Categorize them. Organize them in our head. Clinically speaking, stereotype them. But we fall prey to the demon of all demons; groupthink. The act of making decisions in such a way that individual creativity and individual responsibility is thwarted. When was the last time you took responsibility for something that went wrong? (Take your time!)

I say sorry to escape things – not to resolve them. I say sorry to avoid things. To continue with what was operating before. It’s safe you know. Saves me from the yelling. The arguing. Saves what existed before. Ah! What magic this world entails. 5 random letters stringed together to arrive at a concept more sacred than the bond of maternity itself. But, it’s interesting to think about it slightly. When I say sorry, I submit to the other person and/or the situation. In other words, I subordinate myself. Not too many people like subordination. They like to be on top. At their job. At home. In relationships. In fights. While making decisions. Everywhere. So, the one who gladly accepts the “lower position” is seen as the one who gave up. But is it really him who is the loser? Or is it the one who doesn’t have the ability to lower himself the real sucker? The one who cannot yield his pedestal because he is impotent, in that regard? The one who hath not muster enough courage, for he lacks it to begin with!

Which brings me to the last musing. Karma. But that needs some thought. I believe in Karma very strongly, but my faith in it has started to flounder. I guess everyone goes through this phase when their life seems to suck ass. I’d like to believe I am not there (yet!) – but where does karma fit into all of this? Are my actions of today in cognizance of what I might receive in future? Are my acts of charity and nobility in lieu for something supremely awesome in future? Do they then hold validity at all? Because their very purpose is defeated. They reek of selfishness through and through.

But then again, isn’t this life just about me? Who will die with me? I have to depart alone. So why think of anyone else? Fact is there isn’t anyone by your side. They’re by their own sides. Seeking some utility of you. Sick jerks. Not that you’re an angel. You’re caught in the ugly rat race yourself.

Welcome to Life!

Positive Thinking: An important key to success

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Positive Thinking An important key to success

A normal human being lives about 60-70 years and during these years, he faces a lot of things may be good or may be bad, because every day is not the same. Sometimes things may be according to him, as he wishes but at the same time, the things may go wrong unexpectedly. These things tests a man his thinking and approach towards happy life.

Positive thinking is very important to be successful in life. Not only in professional career but also in personal life. If things go wrong, rather than thinking on various aspects of negative points, one should neglect those things and try to avoid them. At the same time, try to extract out the hidden positives from the negative one because everything has both of the aspects. So it depends on us how we take the solution, which may worsen the situation or is for the betterment of it.

Always remember before taking any decision

“You are alone responsible for the quality of your life”.

Self Obsession: Be Alert!

What you will call a person who always cares about himself and least bothered about others.

Is he a mad?

No, it’s actually a psychology related problem. Such an individual is the one who can’t stop thinking about himself. These people believe themselves to be superior and for them, others have no value.

There are many reasons for the increasing cases of self obsession but the one and most important is our society. A bit of this quality is not harmful at all but when it crosses beyond a certain limit, it acquires a form of psychological disorder. Social and occupational reasons play a major role. If a person is not comfortable and content socially and professionally, he may be the victim. In other terms a single word which describes the above said point is “Insecurity”.

Such a person has no globe of world, their world lies only around themselves. They behave in a self centered manner. If they are in a relationship with a person they are never bothered of their partner. They only think about their happiness, which makes situation stressful. Again these relations are not secured due to their own fault. Nowadays, teenagers suffer a lot from this type of problem.

When do we hear and when do we listen?

Like always we are again stuck in between the conundrum of the written and the spoken .While we speak at home or informally it is for the sole purpose of communication. But formal speech does require a little caution. We ‘hear’ something even if we don’t want to. While we were walking we heard a group of kids shouting, it is not an intended gesture, rather it is an occurrence, whereas we listen when we want to . Listening is a conscious activity for e.g. I was listening (was involved voluntarily in the activity).

Face Challenges for a Better Life

Life constantly throws challenges from time to time. In fact, challenges make lives thrilling. What is life without challenges? Not everyone loves to tackle challenges though. Many are content with what they have and do not look beyond the mundane things. Even when, unexpectedly when some challenges come up, many look for ways to escape.

There are only two ways to deal with challenging situations in our. One is to face them and the other is to turn our face away from them. It is all up to us as to which path we choose. Facing challenges boldly makes one not only strong but also opens doors that we thought were closed.

Those who choose to find ways to escape from the challenging situations only end up making weak themselves. If we don’t try to find answers to something we are unsure of, then how will we evolve? Strangely enough, challenges have a knack of revealing our stronger side that even we are not aware of.

Facing challenges helps us look for alternatives and makes us strong in the end. It helps lead a better life too and grow over a period of time. Therefore, face challenges with grit.

How to be healthy in day to day life?

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How to be healthy in day to day life

How to be healthy in day to day life?

We all are concerned about our health but do we all seriously pay attention to the things we need to?

We know that eating fruits and vegetables are good for health and we all are familiar from the ill effects of the ready to eat and fast foods. But we don’t that the fruits and vegetables we consume are really healthy or just belong for the sake of their names. We also need to take care of our living habits.

  • Fruits and vegetables if kept for longer time in refrigerator, lose their nutritious value and become the same as the stale ones, even sometimes more harmful.
  • Avoid eating in hotels and restaurants. The quality of food products and spices they use will directly lead you to hospital if you are a habituated of those places.
  • Ready to eat foods, though are tasty, but are full of sodium and fats which are very harmful.
  • Don’t drink water immediately after the food. If slows down the digestion process.
  • Never sleep just after a meal. It adversely affects body metabolism.

If we pay attention to above points, we would be living a healthy and a long life.

How to take care of your eyes?

Health and well-being of our eyes are at stake in today’s fast paced world. Eyes should be taken good care of especially for those who have problems. Early in the morning eyes should be washed but not but splashing water in by force rather letting water seep in. Some time should be taken off while working at a stretch and you should try to concentrate your vision at one spot. Eyes should not be rubbed, rather washed.

Used tea bags or cucumber slices after cooling can be kept over eyelids for relaxation.

A good night sleep and healthy diet with lot of fibrous fruits and vegetables helps prevent dark circles. But if you have developed them then raw potato slices could come to your rescue, rub them over the area and then wash with cold water.

Protect your million dollar smile

Problems of sensitivity, swollen and bleeding gums are some of the major concerns among people.

Dentists do suggest to use toothpaste which contain salt, well even if you don’t you can always sprinkle some salt on your tooth-brush and then brush.

Toothbrush as suggested should be changed within three months, brushing is also a technique, do not force it on your teeth and try to get rid of all the germs in one go. Especially children should be taught to not rub their brushes but gently move them up and down to avoid rupturing gums.

Some homemade ailments can be useful, for getting rid of foul smells ginger could be boiled in water and then mouth can be rinsed with it.

Calcium rich diet should be consumed not after a problem occurs but always. The mouth is the initial stage where digestion process begins so it is important to keep it healthy. Stay away from harmful habits which affect your well being.

Free dental checkups are conducted off and on; do get your gums and teeth checked.

Advantages of nutrition: The secret to Good Health

The secret of good health is providing the required nutrition to the body. The type of food that one eats plays a pivotal role in determining how long one will live, how good the health will be and various other things. Nutritious food also helps maintain the body weight. Providing the four major nutrients to the body carbohydrates, fats, proteins and water to the body ensures the body functions well.

Nature has provided various kinds of fruits, vegetable and nuts that provide the required nutrition to the body. Eating the fruits, vegetables, nuts and other food items in appropriate quantity will help keep the body in good condition and free from diseases. Eating the seasonal fruits and vegetables is good for maintain good health.

Eating green leafy vegetables, sprouts and fruits, does wonders to the body. Doing so not only gives good health but also gives the body glow. One must also avoid excess oil consumption as it only harms the body. Maintaining an appropriate balance of carbohydrates, fats and proteins is also important. Nothing should be had in excess. Using the right cooking technique can help retain the nutritious amount of food.

Practising such simple things everyday will surely keep the body healthy!