The Departure

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She broke ;she left.
There was all grief ;than the rest.
The pain of departing ; memories of the jest.
Itched in mind, like, epitaph on the chest.

Words rolled back,
My voice failed me.
When I was about say those words,
It was them, who sewed thee

A hunger that no food can satisfy.
A thirst that seems unending, till I die.
I really wanna die.
Once and for all.
To end this agony
Who knows?
May be,I'll find peace in my death ; not after it.
Afterall, everyone deserves some calmness in theirs live.

I don't wanna die a heroes death.
I know I don't deserve it.

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I didn't rise from the ashes of many;
Neither did I help the ones fallen in pit.

I'm but a poor guy,
Who has just has an old shirt to wear!
I write poetry in my spare time
Which are not so good, except times rare.

You said,you'll be with me; till the end of the line.
But, you couldn't even wait to breakup,
Let alone finish my line.

This is for you, my dear love.
Only you get to hear this
I'm going to the place unknown,before you,
So that you wont get a chance atleast here, to hiss.

I'll live happily!
I'm strong.
But, I know,from inside
That I'm already gone.

You'll get to see that laugh on my face
When I'll die.
Its not your crazy love that made me do so,
But the pyre of love,I had in mine.

Goodbye my love.
For now or may be forever!
I'll meet you again on that field.
Where there's no evil or good .
And the only thing you'll do is revere me, forever.

Till then,I bid you adieu.

Two Extremes

Gazing out of the window, I wonder often.

Gazing out of the window
I wonder often.
How does it feel to be on the other side?
Being at the bottom and being the capstone.

When I'm at the bottom:
I plan to go up, one day.And stare at the world below, from the top.
But, then I come to my senses and realize I'm still the one who plans to go up.

Does it hurt more to crane your neck and look up?
Or does it ache much, .when you look down upon your ghosts of the past?

When given a chance,
Where would you like to be?
At the top, where only a few eagles perch?
Or at the bottom, where their preys lay?
which one would you like to be?

All I know is,

I've questioned in my mind.

Questions which possess no answers.

Questions about everything.

A life shaped by questions

Changed by the answers

We seek answers often

And stumble upon more questions.

Is our life just that: questions and more questions?

Given a chance:

Which one would you be?

A  question, conundrum or

An answer, a solution?

                                                                                 

Another question, to an already unanswered heap of questions!

Now, I wonder, why I wonder about these!

And, comes an answer from within:"Wonder. Because that is how you seek wisdom!"

Snippet 1

Amidst the fair of emotions
On the waves of memories
Amid the chain of thoughts
While travelling:my heart resounds a single thing-
You... :-)

The Other Side!

The curiosity to know, what's on the other side!

I guess, the words haven't stopped tumbling out of my pen nib :-p
So,here's what they and my mind made me write, again. Hope you'll like it.

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Drenched in silence
Lost in the thoughts
I don't know who I'm anymore;
Like a land unrecognizable, after a drought!!

Lost the senses
Like a dead man in a box;
I could still feel that dread 
The dread of being held by the locks...

He said;I sighed.
For his lone.
The rhapsody so sad,
The lament forlorn.

I wondered :
How did it happen?
How was it so?
For a man so cheerful and witty
Ending up being sad and schmo...

So,it happens
As he told:
I'll tell the story;
Let it unfold ...

While I was young ;
When my blood was warm
I served for the country
For its wealth and calm.
One day,while the sun worked his charm ..
I saw the flickering over the hedge
At the corner of the farm

We had camped,waiting for the enemy...
We suspected one.
When we saw the flicker,
We swore, we wouldn't let him run.

"It was civil war,you see,"
"Rage and freedom were our friends."
But,when I think of it now;
My madness hardly knows any fence.

Woke up my fellow chums
Who readied their guns
"We are here,"
I said at the hedge,"Not there, dunce!"

I suspected enemy
A skilled,suicidal beast.
Otherwise, why would one even come close,
This close to camp, atleast.

The movement got wilder
The flash turned bright.
I thought it was gunshot,
"Bam",I shot in response and the gun recoiled.

I was confused!

Why did the bastard,
wanted himself to be dead?
Did he think it was better,
than fighting his fellow countrymen,instead.

I approached the body,
Saw it had no uniform,no gun.
Flipped it, expecting to see a man;
That deadbody,wearing mask of pun.

Turned out,it was a kid from south,
Who had lost a bet to the punks.
Turned out, what he had to do was :
Flicker the light, so he could gain his chunk.

"Forget it mate,"said one,to me.
But,I was too disturbed,to.listen to him.
We went to do the other things then.
My conscience was still guilty



Now:
Watching myself in mirror
To see what others see of me
I find myself unfamiliar
For,the half I've seen and other,unseen.



Immersed in a kind of awe.
Good or bad.
I'm still confused!

-Praveen Bhat.

Mindset...

Disturbed heart
Falling apart
Like someone mixed milk and lime tart
Whom shall I convey my feelings to?
They think I'll sort this problem out too..since I'm smart!!

Mind snarls
Eyes fall
Hands fail
And legs crawl
What do I say!?
When My words are the problem's haul.

Don't sit idle,they say...
Careful what you think.
Truth to be told
Honesty to be followed
But, when done, when followed,
They say: you're bold
And you're but a rebellious toad,
who tells others,that the Well isn't your mother load...

Sometimes.

I sit on my couch and
Wonder.
If,what I'm thinking, is worth anything,from the start!
But, the answer doesn't come often;because of :
Disturbed heart,
which was and is falling apart.

                                              

-Praveen Bhat