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The Empty-Idle Chair


I'm sitting on an idle chair.
The heart's wandering I know not where,
Searching, seeking to share and confide,
While the world's all asleep outside.
The moon shies away behind a cloud,
As Heart calls upon't to hear its sound;
The stars are busy twinkling numerous times,
So is the breeze, blowing the wind-chimes.
The idle chair now seems to move.
It turns and turns itself to prove,
How painful it is to stay so still,
The void within, it yearns to fulfil.
It throws me down unable to bear;
Heart scatters in pieces round the empty, idle chair.

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Even Death Pretends...


Like a flash are days in a stormy night
While nights groan out in endless plight.
Eyes refuse to shut out the light;
And memories ruthless paint my sight.
With blood from me her face she draws
By fiery hands, oh fiery claws!
Tossing from heaven to hell; she breaks all laws;
And breaks me till my breathings pause
She leads me where the journey ends
Away from all my foes and friends.
To pain then soon hand extends
She is playing. I smile. Even Death pretends!



[In collaboration with Arnab Bhattacharya]


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Wait in Peace


Wait-In-Peace...





















Poem by: Sweta Ghosh
Background Photography: Sweta Ghosh
All rights reserved: 2013

I Still Waited...



I still waited when I was told to leave.
I still waited when nothing was left to receive.
I still waited when some laughed at me, some pitied.
I still waited when I was advised to recede.
I still waited when they told me to move on.
I still waited when all of them were gone.
I still waited even when I was called a fool.
I still waited by breaking every rule.

They told me I was gravely mistaken,
That you were ne'er returning again.
I smiled at their ignorance, I trusted my heart.
It said you’d come back and never again depart.
So what if I’m dying, my youth and beauty fading?

I've waited since ages and I will still keep waiting

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THE FIRST TIME...


Its not the last time…




Cannot say how now I feel,
Cannot say whether my heart will heal,
But every tear that for you I had shed---
Was an ‘I Love You’, left unsaid.

You had come into my life and then you went away.
Did you spare me a moment to feel the joy or the pain, anyway?
You became a dream for me,
Your eyes had cast a spell;
The spell broke when Doom had cracked 
And I found myself in hell.

Time will unfurl burns from past,
They’ll intrude our lives for sure.
Time will knock my door to save you,
From the very devastating lure.
Time will sing in chorus with rhyme,
That it was never the last time.
Time will return to time the time,
When you will crave to fill the feel your life will lack.
To come back..

Cannot say how now I feel,
Cannot say whether my heart will heal,
But every tear that for you I had shed---
Was really an ‘I Love You’, left unsaid...



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The Silent Voice


The Silent Voice






The Voice that made me smile all day,
Now speaks silently, guiding my way.
The Voice that made me cry all night,
Is keeping quiet with all its might.
The Voice that once had inspired me,
Has now quietened with enough bravery.
The Voice that called me 'Angel My'
Has stopped midway to pacify.

Pacify the life with so many tides.
One Voice, one sound, various sides.
Now it talks to beings unknown
But not to the one it called its own.
Oh how my ears now ache in pain,   
Will I be able to hear him again?  

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[Picture from Google, Edited by Sweta Ghosh]



If it's the Last Time...


If it's the last time, I wanna speak...
If it's the last time, I wanna know...
If it's the last time, I wanna hold...
If it's the last time, I wanna show...

Speak my heart and call you mine,
Know your soul and keep you fine,
Hold your hand and walk long miles,
Wipe your tears and gift you smiles...

But...

How willfully you divert, how willfully you change,
How willfully the Time is so, so strange.

[Time's a cheater, a merciless betrayer.
Time's a colour-changer, layer by layer,
Don't trust Time it never trusts you,
It is the greatest healer, but a murderer too.]

Oh how I cry with empty eyes,
How I scream with broken sighs,
How I want to let you know,
And unfurl all that's left to show...

That...

You are the Joy, You are the Pain,
You are the Sanest, and the Insane.
You are the Silence, You are the Scream,
You are the Truth as well as the Dream.
You are the Heart, yes the Soul too,
I might be none, but I Love You...

Unsaid words are eloquent today,
Silent glances divert their way,
Passive smiles left to decay,
'Childish' pieces smile and say--
                 No one made me feel like you,
       No one now will ever do...

So if it's the last time, please wait a li'l more,
For no cause, no cries, no reason. no sighs,
No pain, no smile, no watch, no time...
Just a li'l more, for just a goodbye,
So that you can be you, and I,
I...






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