Submissions by ishan108 (Ishan Chaitanya)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have a touch of darkness, but just a touch, since I balance between this world and the world of bright spirit. My love poems are often not about a girl, but about God. I feel poetry is like painting or music.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 10:32am
13th Jun 2012 10:32am
What Am I To You
What am I to you great city?
What new concoctions
In your boiling bloodstream
Take me to new highlights
In a night that lasts forever
And is so full of dark wonders
When I'm down and out of breath?
What am I to you when life's
Celebration's a dead end
in your secret alleys?
In your steaming arteries
What kind of force has come to be
The shelter of your hungry children?
You simply want me to give in to you.
You don't have an option
For me to resist
Your treacherous wisdom
And your beckoning grins.
But I win, O I win, ...
What new concoctions
In your boiling bloodstream
Take me to new highlights
In a night that lasts forever
And is so full of dark wonders
When I'm down and out of breath?
What am I to you when life's
Celebration's a dead end
in your secret alleys?
In your steaming arteries
What kind of force has come to be
The shelter of your hungry children?
You simply want me to give in to you.
You don't have an option
For me to resist
Your treacherous wisdom
And your beckoning grins.
But I win, O I win, ...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 10:31am
13th Jun 2012 10:31am
Poet in a Box
I keep a little box that I sometimes open
To unleash a tiny man of words
Greater than himself, yet quite often
Sharp-talked like a clash of swords.
To set off on a quest for reason
And make the world sing in more gentle tones,
This man with a slight tinge of humor
Tries to plant harmony in your homes.
Upright thinking, sheer sense and grasp
Of fancying beauty join its own nest,
He tries to set some love where it belongs
Which would by itself cover all the rest.
So I sit there beside this little box
Watching this strange spirit...
To unleash a tiny man of words
Greater than himself, yet quite often
Sharp-talked like a clash of swords.
To set off on a quest for reason
And make the world sing in more gentle tones,
This man with a slight tinge of humor
Tries to plant harmony in your homes.
Upright thinking, sheer sense and grasp
Of fancying beauty join its own nest,
He tries to set some love where it belongs
Which would by itself cover all the rest.
So I sit there beside this little box
Watching this strange spirit...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 6:52pm
12th Jun 2012 6:52pm
Counting the Days
And what is left to count is ashes
And remnants of our alienation;
Some strange sorrows that had crept
Into our hearts like vile damnation;
Words wonder into a strange distance
Remembering divine assistance,
Remembering courtships and support
From days of cradle to days of death,
From days of mirth to wastes of breath,
The path that lead us to this court.
The skylights, illuminating space,
Are witnesses to our disgrace.
The weak men and the strong alike,
Together hand in hand,
Join the sad procession
Of those who are left to stand....
And remnants of our alienation;
Some strange sorrows that had crept
Into our hearts like vile damnation;
Words wonder into a strange distance
Remembering divine assistance,
Remembering courtships and support
From days of cradle to days of death,
From days of mirth to wastes of breath,
The path that lead us to this court.
The skylights, illuminating space,
Are witnesses to our disgrace.
The weak men and the strong alike,
Together hand in hand,
Join the sad procession
Of those who are left to stand....
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 6:49pm
12th Jun 2012 6:49pm
After Torture
After torture, everything seems to be bliss;
So I drown myself in pleasures missed,
Thinking the chamber no longer my home
I retire to heal my shattered bones.
Where am I now, and what do I do?
The answer might seem obvious to you;
But the fact is that lately, in so much confusion,
I've lost my sense of truth and illusion.
Drabness can seem a kind of salvation
In absence of more acute fluctuations;
I float and I sink, without much complaint,
In quest for a state with no painful restraints.
Well, they drained me of juice, they...
So I drown myself in pleasures missed,
Thinking the chamber no longer my home
I retire to heal my shattered bones.
Where am I now, and what do I do?
The answer might seem obvious to you;
But the fact is that lately, in so much confusion,
I've lost my sense of truth and illusion.
Drabness can seem a kind of salvation
In absence of more acute fluctuations;
I float and I sink, without much complaint,
In quest for a state with no painful restraints.
Well, they drained me of juice, they...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2012 10:24am
2nd Jun 2012 10:24am
A Short Prayer
Speak to me
in the language of the few,
tell me 'bout
things I thought I knew.
This world's like
a giant vulture's nest;
time for me
to rise and join the best.
If you like
then please do make it so,
that I may
know just which way to go.
And I will learn
to live without my pain,
and living so
will not return again.
in the language of the few,
tell me 'bout
things I thought I knew.
This world's like
a giant vulture's nest;
time for me
to rise and join the best.
If you like
then please do make it so,
that I may
know just which way to go.
And I will learn
to live without my pain,
and living so
will not return again.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2012 10:22am
2nd Jun 2012 10:22am
A Father's Drop
Sweet child of today, man of tomorrow,
If you see confusion, if you see sorrow,
If you see delusion and if you see terror,
Please try to understand the human error.
Take care of you, my child, as mentioned above,
To recognize wisdom, to accept true love;
Avoid the pitfalls of envy and greed.
Never grab what you don't really need,
And if you see a reason to judge your poor father,
I hereby say to you as one soul to another:
I loved you and cherished you the best that I could.
(If I had known better then I surely would.)
Dive deep into you and...
If you see confusion, if you see sorrow,
If you see delusion and if you see terror,
Please try to understand the human error.
Take care of you, my child, as mentioned above,
To recognize wisdom, to accept true love;
Avoid the pitfalls of envy and greed.
Never grab what you don't really need,
And if you see a reason to judge your poor father,
I hereby say to you as one soul to another:
I loved you and cherished you the best that I could.
(If I had known better then I surely would.)
Dive deep into you and...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th May 2012 3:41pm
12th May 2012 3:41pm
Buggers
buggers with confidence
stretch to their utmost
expanding their limits
to meet popular story.
the little green papers
a world of confetti
descend upon mankind
in virtue and glory.
intense is the breeding
the shallow comotion
as chieftains are leading
a happy rat-race.
the sky is the limit
the peak of devotion
the package of joy shows
a different face.
'amazing grace' echoes
the media glitter
the band keeps on playing
your favorite tracks
while down in the gutter
dwell similar creatures...
stretch to their utmost
expanding their limits
to meet popular story.
the little green papers
a world of confetti
descend upon mankind
in virtue and glory.
intense is the breeding
the shallow comotion
as chieftains are leading
a happy rat-race.
the sky is the limit
the peak of devotion
the package of joy shows
a different face.
'amazing grace' echoes
the media glitter
the band keeps on playing
your favorite tracks
while down in the gutter
dwell similar creatures...
496 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2012 3:38pm
12th May 2012 3:38pm
Lie to Me
Lie to me
Tell me that you care
That you wouldn’t feel the same
If I wasn’t there
Lie to me
It’s worth it in the end
It’s just another broken heart
And this I understand
Tell me that you need my love
Tell me you are mine
And never stop lying to me
Till the end of Time
Lie to me
In sweetest simple words
That you wouldn’t leave me, dear,
Even for the world
And feel free to touch me
In places no one else can see
Tell me that you’re not afraid
To see what’s really inside me
Tell me that you...
Tell me that you care
That you wouldn’t feel the same
If I wasn’t there
Lie to me
It’s worth it in the end
It’s just another broken heart
And this I understand
Tell me that you need my love
Tell me you are mine
And never stop lying to me
Till the end of Time
Lie to me
In sweetest simple words
That you wouldn’t leave me, dear,
Even for the world
And feel free to touch me
In places no one else can see
Tell me that you’re not afraid
To see what’s really inside me
Tell me that you...
517 reads
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