An Amul Garg Production

I've Had The Same Feelings

It's always been her eyes!

"It's always been her eyes - 

those tiny means of vision.

her beautiful eyes -

the center of all my attraction.

Stopped seems time,

when like a virgin lake they shine.

I become a pilgrim,

wanting to bathe in that water divine!

A mere glimpse of that lake surreal

and worries of the world seem trivial

And, for that instant the idea of God,

seems less of a fraud.

It's always been her eyes!"

#love   #eyes   #beauty

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You glow with happiness,
I hide in darkness.

You are so full of life,
I live in eternal strife.

You are your friends' darling,
I'm a lonely soul aimlessly wandering.

Your face is a painting of a thousand lovely colours,
mine is an utter blank ever.

Compare and contrast, our match seems impossible,
Is this why I find you so irresistible?

A Rain of Grief

An ocean of suffering burst upon me, and I set out on the deserted street. Walked without in mind a destination, Walked towards this life's conclusion.
	Rain was falling, the atmosphere had cheer, but my grief-struck heart had no care. Getting wet in the biting cold, directionless I kept on my painful stroll.
Clouds were showering the earth, but the real storm brimmed inside my heart Getting wet in this grief-filled rain, directionless I kept on my walk of pain.
	The winter was outside, but the real chill was in inner emptiness, Shivering in that void so cold, directionless I kept on my painful stroll.

This is the English translation of a Hindi poem I had written a year back. - गम की बारिश

Explosion

The pain inside forebodes

that my heart will explode

if it doesn't find a vent -

to pour its contents.

My heart lies packed 

in a vacuum

within which unexpressed emotions

fight for room.

Emotions of love, doubt, anger, pain

rot inside in vain

It may have been a positive one,

but a rotting emotion always causes pain.

In all this suffocation,
I've had one realization -
I have to open up,
for my heart to lighten up.

My heart is a time-bomb,
ticking away in its last moments
brimming with rotting emotions
and feelings lying latent.

Heartbreak

One day a strong feeling rose,

it's time, to her I should propose.

But as fate chose,

I met only remorse.

Had written her a song,

which she found all wrong

As my eyes looked at the letter she tore,

'I want to never see you again!', she swore.

The pain was such, it was impossible to take

the pain of this horrible heartbreak

It felt as if she plunged into my heart

a bloody wooden stake