Watch The Snow Fall

Hail the prince now. The king is gone

The queen is over. Don’t you mourn!

I take a step into the holy land

I watch the rest take a coward’s stand

I’m your king now. I’m your song

I’m your God who can do no wrong

I’ll keep you safe as long as I can see

Fear in your eyes just for me

I keep the secrets deep in my sleep while the mothers weep

I feed. I breed. I need the winter’s seed

Hear the winds call out my name

It’s a shame. It’s a shame

You aren’t here to watch me rise

I left you breathing with bleeding eyes

I’m your story. I am strong

I’m your lord who can do no wrong

I’m your savior. I’m your song

I’m your God who can do no wrong

Bow to my might. I am right. With this light, I’ll get you through the night

Watch the snow fall upon us all, big or small. Watch it fall

There Is A World

There is a world

Where people are always happy

Where there are no worries

I do not exist there

This is my world

Where people are always crying

Where there is no light

I am the king here

The Final Poem

The stories were all told

Now they all just seem so old

Little pieces of my heart

All broken, but they call it art

All the years I’ve left behind

I will return home and call them mine

When you needed shelter in the night

I burned myself to be your light

When you needed to stay afloat

I drowned myself to be your boat

When you were standing in the midst of storm

I fought the cold to keep you warm

It is more than I can take

No more sacrifices I will make

Now I know what I have to do

This is the final poem for you

We may not be free and young

All our songs now have been sung

When was the last time that we laughed?

When was the last time that we cried?

Can we smile together one last time

Or just walk away with our pride?

When you needed shelter in the night

I burned myself to be your light

When you needed to stay afloat

I drowned myself to be your boat

When you were standing in the midst of storm

I fought the cold to keep you warm

It is more than I can take

No more sacrifices I will make

Now I know what I have to do

This is the final poem for you

I lie down empty on the floor

I’ve never felt so lonely before

I lost so much of my soul

But at least I got my heart back

I am finally out of my shell

Looking to be better than I ever was

Someday I will find myself again

My heart will be whole. There will be no pain

I’ll write letters to my heart

But not a word for you anymore

You and I, we both will dance

You with someone else. And I, with my heart

When you needed shelter in the night

I burned myself to be your light

When you needed to stay afloat

I drowned myself to be your boat

When you were standing in the midst of storm

I fought the cold to keep you warm

It is more than I can take

No more sacrifices I will make

Now I know what I have to do

This is the final poem for you

I Wrote A Hundred Poems For Her

I wrote a hundred poems for her

She loved the first

She liked the second too

But then she couldn’t tell

Number fifty eight from seventy two

Neither did she have a clue

About ‘Diamond Dew’

So I’ll start anew

Change my point of view

And may be write about my nephew

Six Words Story #5

Blog’s littered with poems of you

School Of Love

I have no qualms in admitting

That I have been a fool

I need to learn the ABCs

So I’m going back to school

The shiny gates are open

And they’re calling out to me

So I’ll pack my books and bag

And a student I would be

There’ll be a lot of folks there

Of varied age and size

Showing child-like eagerness

To win an elusive prize

But not all of them will be winning

A lot of them would repeat

The tests and the course

As a part of their defeat

I wish I hadn’t spent so many years

Learning all sorts of stuff

When I should really have been learning

How to grow up and be tough

I know math and physics

I have what it takes

But I don’t know how to fix

A broken heart that aches

I don’t know how to fix

An aching heart that breaks

Broken Pieces Of Poetry

There is no war. There is no destruction

No rebellion. No protests

No tragedy except the one we’re going through

No adventure. No death

We let the days pass us by

And they all look the same to me

Nothing to bring us together or tear us apart

Nothing to make a memory

Here we come. There we leave

No traces to retrace

And just like us, time will come and go

With not a moment to miss

My path will be mine. Yours will be yours

And so will be our lives

Isn’t that how it is supposed to be?

We follow the trail they left for us

Never charting our own path

Too afraid to fail or fall

Now we look in each other’s eyes

Momentarily

May be the last time that we behold

Freedom as freedom

Life as life. Love as love

Happiness as it is

When all of this will be done

I will wither and you will rot

All that will be left behind

Will be broken pieces of poetry

Asymmetric

 

I can’t figure

Who is more happier

The one with the bag?

Or the one in rag?

Life of a Poet

And they ask me

“What do you do for a living?”

“I write poems.” I say.

“Nothing makes me feel more alive.” 

The Swindler

I know just who you are

No need to deceive. Don’t even try

You came in like a storm

Left without a goodbye

And while you were going

You left the ruins behind

Left me to pick up the pieces

For what I was destined

I know just who you are

It isn’t hard to see

Not so sure about others

Who are spellbound by thee

I should have been wiser

I had been warned

Couldn’t even think straight then

Of you i was so fond

I know just who you are

From the company you keep

Bitches and vixens

Black cat and a creep

They further your cause

And get your dark side out

I tried to change you for good

Of no use, I found out

I know just who you are

And i know what you do

All your secrets are revealed

And everything you’re up to

You seek attention

Love the limelight

You think it’ll last forever

You’re as blind as night

I know just who you are

Don’t pretend to be otherwise

Its crystal clear now

I can see it in your eyes

You’re nothing but a swindler

And stealing is your art

Take anything you want

But give me back my heart

I can live with the scar

I know just who you are