The Road Ahead

Before you go looking for someone else

Try finding your own self first

Before you try to understand others

Try understanding your self first

It’s always a journey

Never a destination

This journey called life.

When I wanted to find you

I found myself

I had been looking for answers

when the questions were wrong

I found out the questions keep changing

Don’t look for answers

Create new questions and answers yourself

Then life would be worth living

Then this journey would be ever loving.

Make memories

Never stop dreaming

Never look back

Create new destinations

On the way

Keep moving

Keep going

Ahead

Ahead

Ahead

No. Just No.

What it means to say No

What it’s like to break a heart

To tell someone they won’t get what they want.

How to say No to someone in Need

Someone who is close indeed.

 

No. No is just a word when You Say it.

No is like the shutting of a door

For the one who gets to hear it.

They will have to look for another

And suffer some more.

 

Everything every time cannot be a yes

There has to be a No

A place or world without No

Is a place which doesn’t exist.

Or does it

It existed for me.

 

I was too afraid

To say No:

When that little word

Became that horrible feeling

Of breaking someone’s heart.

I was too afraid

To say No:

When I didn’t wanna lose the person.

I was too afraid

To say No:

When I thought

If the person hears it

They are never coming back.

Maybe

Maybe not.

But if that were to be

I was better off without.

 

Wish I knew it sooner

But now also

I am too afraid

To say No.

I don’t say No

When I don’t wanna break No hearts

Simply because I Know the feeling

I Know the pain

I Know No.

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In response to Poetry 101 Rehab: Prompt – No

The Ugly “Wall”

When someone asks you to think about walls, what comes into your mind? Before I reveal what hit me when I wondered about walls, lemme tell you I desperately searched my camera album and even browsed through old pictures thinking I might accidentally stumble upon any “wall” picture to share with you guys. But nope, that certainly didn’t happen! Then I realized I never click pictures only of walls (unless there are people standing in front of them!). Although, yes, I might have clicked a few pictures of old walls of archaeological or heritage sites found here in India; I do like a good piece of work, like those beautifully engraved and carefully carved intricate patterns found on the stone walls of The Taj Mahal, Red Fort, Humayun’s Tomb, etc.
PS: I’m not good at describing those things so pardon me!

Then again what else comes to mind? Well, I kind of took it metaphorically you can say. Walls. Fences. Borders. Man-made barriers. A way of marking a territory.

But what do they really mean? In the real world? Continents, countries, states, cities….everything is divided. Long story short, I don’t like such “walls”. And yes, all borders are ugly. They are just messy.

The India-Pakistan border appears as an orange line in a photo taken by the crew on International Space Station.

Ok, so this is like, even the ALIENS can see the “apparent” divide!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sure it looks nice from space, but it is after all, just another border.

The floodlit border fencing built through the Indian government since 2003 is so bright it can be seen from space

Yeah, so the floodlights are probably good for surveillance and all…. that’s it, I wont say much.

I sometimes wish someone would go back in time and undo all this. And instead of War, just spread Love.

अमन की आशा – Aman Ki Asha (Hope for Peace)

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This post was in response to The Daily Post Photo Challenge Prompt : Wall (Share an image of a wall that reveals something about a place, people, or you.)

Wind In My Hair

Silly Poem (Part Seven)

Just like the open sky 
Wind has no beginning or end for the eye.
Comes and goes as it pleases
Elevating everything it touches.
Takes away things which are light
Making them reach wherever they might.

Today, wind passed me by
On the way to something high.
Whispering sweet nothings in my ear
Felt good, having wind in my hair.

Little Raindrops….

Silly Poem (Part Six)

Drop by drop
Falling down the street
Washing every car and building
Even the trees got a bathing.

Wish it was so easy
For all the sins
To get such washing.

Here I am under the rain, soaking
Maybe it will wash away my sins too
I’m always hoping.

Future Calling

How times have changed from beginning to end
Who knows the difference between virtual and real
What is the next social media trend
Is virtual the new real or real the new virtual?

What are we leaving for future generations
Personal touch too or touch too personal?
Making it really difficult to deal with
The future vision and to vision future

Where are we headed; what path are we on
Time to do right and be strong
World could not see more wrong

We are the human race, not racing humans.
Leave a little love, compassion and humanity
For a beautiful future of virtual reality.

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Writing 201 Assignment
Prompt: Future
Form: Sonnet
Device: Chiasmus

On The Go

Writing 201 Assignment
Prompt: Landscape
Form: Found Poetry
Device: Enumeratio

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I know I know, Writing 201 Poetry course has almost ended (feeling sad), but I’m gonna stretch it over the weekend since I have to complete two more assignments. It has been a great learning experience, hope it has been the same for you all. 🙂

This assignment was rather a tricky one. As how to combine all the three given elements in one poem, was a little confusing, So I had to let go one of the elements (found poetry). This is the first time I have eliminated any of the three given elements. But not to worry, I will definitely experiment with Found Poetry some other time. As for the device enumeratio, I hope I haven’t used it too much! 😀

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On The Go

Here we go to the country lake
In the car, with my mom, my dad, my cousin, my friend, my pet;
Driving all morning and noon and afternoon;
Stopping at a lodge for relaxation, snacks, refreshments, games and tune.

In the evening we travel some more,
To reach at a hotel for sleep and shelter.
Early morning we get on the road again,
On our way, have to travel across a border.

Now we are out of the suburbs somehow,
Crossing every farm, cow, goat, land, meadow
And all other things to be found.
Finally reached our destination, safe and sound!

Oh so beautiful, the view is breathtaking,
Watching this, I need no more waking.
Everything is here, the sun and the mountains and the lake and the grass and rocks
and pebbles and trees and birds and squirrels and us!
Time for a lovely picnic at the best spot outside town!

Wish For A Star Fish

Finally I managed to complete (or fail at) the skipped assignment for Writing 201: Poetry (Concrete Poetry). This took so long that I can no longer modify the shape I wanted (a star). I thought it is such a simple shape…. Since this is the first time I have tried something like this, I had no idea it would take so much time. Can’t believe I wasted a couple of hours on this! And I still can’t access the Commons. Help! 😦
But anyway I hope at least the poem is not a disaster like the shape! So I am posting the same poem with and without the concrete poetry effect.
As always comments and feedback will be highly appreciated. Thanks! Enjoy! 🙂

Prompt: Animal

Form: Concrete Poem

Device: Enjambment

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Wish For A Star Fish

It’s a starlit night
With the stars so
bright
Shining away with
glory
Somewhere deep down
Nowhere to be
found
In the bed rock sea of
vastness
Lying around in a corner
Sweet little star fish.

Which came first?
The one in the sky
Or the one in the sea?

A connection between
Parallel universes
One is alone in space
Another is stranded
at the beach.

As cheerful as colorful
Red blue or gray
Millions of years old
Whether found in seabed or sky bed

If you find one at the sea shore
You are
lucky
Be lucky for the starfish too
Throw it back in the ocean
Coz maybe it wished upon a star
For a miracle
of water
And got
YOU.

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It’s
a starlit
night With the
~ stars so bright ~
Shining away with glory
       Somewhere deep down Nowhere ~~~~
to be found In the bed rock sea of vastness Lying around in a corner Sweet little
star fish Which came first?The one in the sky Or one in the sea?A connection
between Parallel universes One is alone in space Another is stranded
at the beach. As cheerful as colorful Red blue or gray Millions
of years old Whether found in seabed or sky bed If you
find one at the sea shore                       You are lucky Be lucky
for the star fish too                                                Throw it back in the
ocean Coz may                                                                 be it wished ~~
~~upon a star ~~                                                                       For a miracle
~~~ of water                                                                                     And ~~~~~~
~~~got~~~                                                                                       ~~~~ you ~~
~~~                                                                                                       ~~~   

Mysterious Mist

Winter Mornings
Seldom a delight.
With the foggy blanket around,
It’s hard to even tell the time.

As I revisit my childhood,
Foggy memories appear.
Sprinkled with dew drops of happiness 
And few of sadness alike.

Day in day out
Thoughts come and go.
What will I lose next,
What haven’t I already lost?

Maybe someday.
Someone will solve the mystery,
In the misery
Of those misty eyes.

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Prompt: Fog

Form: Elegy

Device: Metaphor

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The Butterfly Effect

The Butterfly Effect (A Poem)

Prompt: Journey
Form: Limerick
Device: Alliteration

© Realist Rebel

Yeah so I drew this butterfly the other day. I know, I know, I sketch like a 5 year old! Or even worse! But I really hope the poem am sharing isn’t as bad. Please lemme know what you think!
So here goes…

Slow n steady: life full of boredom,
A caterpillar can’t do stuff at random.
Until it gets beautiful wings,
And sees world’s full of things.
Then begins a journey fuelled with freedom…