Life poems, Sad poems

A Stranger…

I used to think I was invisible to the world
That my existence was of no impact to the big blue planet
And my actions and thoughts weren’t as important.
My journey was mine to bare
And the paths I followed was of my own making.

Whatever happened in other’s lives
Was of their own doings and consequences
And in no way was that gonna affect me.

I had created this barrier around me
Meant to shield me from outside interference
And protect my heart from their snares.

The illusion I used to hide in
Could not protect me any longer
The world I so hid from
Would eventually demand my attention.
The barriers and walls I had built,
Would eventually come crumbling down.

To be a stranger in a sea full of people
Is a common illusion some tend to use,
Thinking we are invisible to the outside eye.
And that our lives matters not.
And that we are a different kind of species,
The one that survives in solitude.

Everybody has a role to play,
A responsibility to fulfill
And however far you run from it,
You’ll soon get tired of running
And it’ll eventually catch up with you.

I spent so much time in the shells
Living in the shadows of reality
Playing the victim in a game I never asked to play,
Or at least I thought so.
Maybe the world had conjured a plan,
A way to make all participants,
Participants in a game called life,
Where winning was not the goal, but teach you how to adapt.

And so I adapted,
Adapted to it’s principles
How simple and complex it can be,
And live every moment as it comes.

love poems

A Lovers’ Song

I will dance to the melodies of your soul
And sing along to the rhythm of your heart.
Adoring you every waking minute
Singing aloud the tunes of love.

Darling, you’re my world, my completeness,
A clear sky in a sombre day, a ray of sunshine in a stormy cloud.
A sonnet in a rainbows’ glow ready to bless the world with her gaze.
A soothing melody in this chaotic heart.

Let’s sing the lover’s song
And paint the streets in crimson hearts.
Walking hand in hand in the crowd,
Finding pleasure in the smallest of moments, embraced in the arms of the other.

Our love is a key,
A key to eternal doors of happiness
Where we’ll merrily dance,
And grace the floors of eternity with our presence.

love poems, Sad poems


If hearts were meant to love,
Why’s mine afraid to dive in?
Miles and miles away from the slightest touch of romance.
Faking a smile in disguise,
Hoping the curtains will tear down.

These barriers seems to rise higher
Walls made of fresh, impenetrable, undivided.

If love’s so sweet,
Why do I only taste it’s bitterness?
Everyday wishing to feel something new.
Yet the story remains the same.

A swollen heart,
An unquenchable desire to connect.
A poets incomplete poem.

Encouragement poems, Inspirational, Life poems

Desiderata (Max Ehrmann – 1927)

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youths.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars,
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Life poems


It’s okay to be not alright,
It’s okay to be too quiet,
It’s okay to take a break,
And be there for yourself,
It’s okay sometimes to ask for help.

It’s okay to sometimes feel lost,
It’s okay if you’re tired,
Of being what you’re not.
It’s okay if you’re not fine
And feeling blue,
It’s okay if you no more like
doing things you usually do.

And you’re not at fault if
All this keeps happening to you,
As it’s just a phase, it’ll pass too!

Life poems

Just Words

If these are just words that I write,
Why do they speak the language of my soul,
If they mean nothing to me,
Why do I feel they’re my feelings being told,
Why do I feel that a part of me is scattered among the ink,
Are they really just words or its my silence that I stole.

If these are just words that I speak,
Why do they carry the power to
destroy, hurt or heal,
How do they tell about my fears, pain, pleasures and bliss,
When even the eyes succeed to conceal,
If they’re just words that I say,
Why do tears fill up my eyes
and the smile doesn’t stay!

If these are just words that I read,
Why does it feel that someone
has looked through my soul,
How do I no longer feel alone and gloomy,
And it makes me feel that I’ve been known,
How these words can cast a spell on our minds,
And it seems we’re dealing with magic,
For words can both hurt and console !

Words carry the beauty and strength of trapping people and not letting them go,
Words can be a blessing, 
curse , hell or even home !

We’ve grown blind enough to look through our souls , the emotions and tell,
I live in a world of words,
Where eyes succeed in hiding the truth,
but the words can convey it well!

Sad poems

I Wish People Were Poetry

I wish people were poetry,
So they would know , I too speak and cry,
And how much I love the touch of words ,
As they’ve given me wings to fly.

I wish people were poetry,
So they’d know how every word is strung ,
How hard it is to define a word ,
that you’ve never learnt.

I wish people were poetry,
So they would sing along with the rhyme ,
They would see all my tears ,
That I hid while  crying.

I wish people were poetry,
So they would know how I embrace my
Scars within the metaphors,
They would appreciate me
For hiding how strongly it hurts.

I wish people were poetry,
So I could adore their similes,
Beautiful as a dream,
And I won’t defy , for the first time,
That they’re how they seem!

I wish people were poetry,
So they can know that a poem
Is Beautiful even if it doesn’t rhymes,
And they could console me , telling
It isn’t easy to be strong , all the time.

I wish people were poetry,
So they could see the beauty
Of unspoken words,
And the pain that makes them
So heavy as they’re carried , unuttered!

I wish people were poetry,
So they would know that
sharing pain could help it cure ,
But they aren’t poetry,
They haven’t heard me weeping
And I’ve heard them say,
‘You should speak more.’

nature, Nature poems


Amidst the night,
I heard the lightning bursting aloud,
Tears dropping down from a weeping cloud,
Whispering the stories never told out loud.

The sky is covered by dark demons,
Thundering, That seem to have caused destruction, Or have suffered one.

Every raindrop carries a story,
Some untold,unheard pain’s glory,
Every drop of rain is lyrics of song,
Sings the words hidden inside for long.

The raindrops, quite delicate to embrace,
Carry the heaviest pains with
So much grace!
Bring along the fresh pain of some memories,
Or might bring solace along with the calm breeze!

Life poems, Sad poems

Mental Solitude

I’ve been distant, for a while,
From my words, my voice,
Maybe I’ve forgotten them,
Or lost them in my lies.
Having no means to express
myself, I struggle,
Coz my words are the story
on my puzzle.

It seems I’ve lost myself,
Amongst the chaos and the noises,
Amidst the things that I’ve been through,
Though some weren’t even my choices.

I feel empty, helpless ,
Coz I’ve got no more words to say
But thousands of emotions
and things to explain,
Maybe I’m suppressed by the pain,
The pain of scars that once healed,
But now bleed again.

I haven’t heard my soul in ages,
It waits, wanting to be heard,
Cries in silent rages.

Nothing seems to fall in place,
But they say what’s meant to be,
Will always stay.
So how can I bring myself back?
A part of my soul that lived in,
The way it was, the way it thought,
How can I bring back the words I lost?

How should I deal with this kind of loneliness?
where I’ve nothing to say when put to explain,
Coz I’m left with no words,
To express my emotions and my pain.

Life poems

Life’s Journey

Not every puzzle is ours to be solved,
Some problems take time to be resolved,
Don’t stress yourself, be gentle and kind,
I’ve heard them say problems
don’t last forever,
And maybe they’re not lying.

You might think it’s the worries
that turned the sea blue,
Or maybe stars ask for help
when they twinkle,
Coz they feel like we do.

There are many mysteries
that’ll unfold as we grow,
And there is much more for you,
That you are yet to know!

There are tales you haven’t heard,
The love you haven’t felt,
There’s escape from the sadness,
in which you dwell.
There are dreams you’re yet to live,
And moments you won’t forget,
There are many stories inside you,
That are yet to be said.

There are countless goodbyes
you are yet to make,
You still haven’t met all those
who are meant to stay,
You have a whole new journey
that’s yet to discover,
So why you choose the lane of guilt trip
to repent and suffer?

This journey of highs and lows will teach you many things, that’ll build you strong,
You’ll soon learn how to fight every battle, that’ll lead you where you belong!

love poems

You’re My Love

I wanna tell you about my day.
I wanna tell you about my struggles.
I wanna talk to you every day
provide for you
be a man for you
I just wanna put a smile on your face
I wanna put a ring on your finger
I wanna marry you
I want a family with you cause you feel like home.

My center when I’m lost and I’m lost in wild thoughts and delusions.
I’m headed a dangerous path
Cause I’m sure you’ll not be okay with that
I’m still trying to make ends meet
Fighting so hard to impress you
And I know I’m not doing enough
I know I’m not doing even half.
But you’re so beautiful and sweet.
That’s enough to fuel my passion
That’s enough to fuel my vision.
You’ve so much power over me.
I’m strong I know and you are my weakest point
You’re my softest spot.

I’ll make it, If that’s what it takes to have you.
I’ll make it If that’s what it takes to love you
I’ll be successful, And my definition of success is you.
You’re a queen.
You’re my best friend.
You’re my happiness.
You’re my love.