tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299313502024-03-14T08:26:24.146+05:30Deepa's poemsMy thoughts which sing...Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-47647458146882819852013-02-14T08:58:00.000+05:302013-02-14T08:58:37.405+05:30Those Little Things
Can we remember, that love was ours,
I miss all those little things between us
That has somehow slipped away
As time went on and the years took its toll
We lost those little beautiful things
That used to fill our heart and soul
And they disappeared into some dark corner
Where, I can’t seem to recollect
And search, I can’t seem to recover
I miss all those little things about us
Which made our Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com0Bangalore, Karnataka, India12.9715987 77.59456269999998312.476417699999999 76.949115699999979 13.4667797 78.240009699999987tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-67325995991671749622013-02-14T08:23:00.000+05:302013-02-14T08:23:33.792+05:30I miss us
Remembering how it used to be
When nothing else mattered
I miss us, and I wish you could see
How my hearts yearns for us
I remember all the times you said
Really meaning it...now, it's just a phrase
You say without any further thought
I miss those days when you'd call
I miss those days when you'd call
Just to say good-bye for a little while
Remembering how I felt - just right
Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com0Bangalore, Karnataka, India12.9715987 77.59456269999998312.4764147 76.949115699999979 13.4667827 78.240009699999987tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-3597922977297136722012-08-23T21:29:00.001+05:302012-08-23T21:29:52.365+05:30Thoughts and Dreams
Ever thought of controlling
Your thoughts, your dreams?
They breeze in or burst out
Never seeking permission
Nor can you restraint them
Hiding away in those
Dark, unforeseen corners
They tread in softly
Or just gallop by
Sometimes sweet and charming
Sometimes weird and bizarre
Bringing back memories
Bringing out your yearnings
Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-54397575012343763982012-05-21T14:58:00.003+05:302012-05-21T14:58:21.927+05:30
We met, became friends
And one day, I fell in love
Every day I grew in love
Nothing has changed;
I love you today...more than ever
I cannot seem to fill
The emptiness I feel
When you're not near me
I cannot seem to understand
The happiness I feel
When you are near
I love to love you
I hate to lose you
Always wish to see you smile
With that sparkle in your eyes
Never once did I think
How much Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-72933365814533303312012-02-17T21:06:00.001+05:302012-02-17T21:09:05.124+05:30Language of tears
Tears flow without a stopPin pricks of pain breaks the bubbleSometimes I wish for a smileEven a fake one for that matter
Heart throbs with countless hurtsDespair, hopelessness fills the soulI wish for your understandingA word that means you care
Let me forget these tears, this painLet me forget this hurt, this despairHold me tight and hold me nearLet me take this last breath of loveDeepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-78067325318173004172011-07-29T12:57:00.000+05:302011-07-29T12:57:56.572+05:30More in love!
In my pensive moodI often wonderCan I be more in loveThan I am todayI think not, but thenEveryday I feel thatMy love keeps findingDeep and deeper depths High and Higher heights And countless momentsDeepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-83616207932955247742011-07-12T21:53:00.000+05:302011-07-12T21:53:50.192+05:30Can it be love?
It feels like magicIt seems so surrealSpellbound is what I feelOr should I say entrancedSometimes words failSometimes worlds waltzLips are sealedTongue is tiedCan it be really that?Can it be love?
Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-83887709253794479572011-07-10T20:01:00.002+05:302011-07-10T20:03:32.344+05:30Past, Present n’ Future
Sitting in my garden chair
Surrounded with little flowers
Breeze tenderly touching meAnd lending a new feel
Brooding over the pastThinking about wins and failuresAbout the people who walked outAbout the things not done
Getting away with present
No time to stop and thinkJust doing, doing and doingJust what is necessary today!
Hoping for the futureDreaming of new horizonsAbout my special Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-74945233452500523462011-06-24T11:38:00.005+05:302011-06-24T11:42:59.007+05:30You and me
Like the feel of bare foot
On the wet grass,
Like the scent of mud
After that summer rain,
Like a hot cup of coffee
With sky crying its hundred tears,
Like an unknown flavor
Bringing in a new feel,
Like the aroma of wild jasmine
Which a breezy night bestows,
You bring in a new sensation
Engulfing me unawares.
With your hands holding mine
With your eyes holding mine
Let the time stop at this Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-524493229516621332011-06-13T21:35:00.004+05:302011-06-13T21:48:34.411+05:30SometimesSometimes I wish I can change my life And mold it the way I fancy Sometimes I love this life as it comes Simply want to go on living Sometimes I am simply stubborn To accept my defeat Sometimes I feel that I am losing it And with that, the desire to live Sometimes I feel alone in this world And my heart cries out in pain Sometimes, when all my tears dry out I seek the meaning of Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-89707809120610968362011-06-04T08:56:00.002+05:302011-06-04T08:57:52.905+05:30UnnamedMy smile no longer belongs to you My tears will no longer fall for you If I smile, I smile for myself If I cry, I cry for myself Once this heart used to beat for you Now it is mine and can’t beat for you You can believe all you want to believe Ignore my tears and pain it bears Without looking inside my heart How much it hurts and for whom it hurts This world can hurt me and hate Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-8665405925792441352011-04-25T21:06:00.001+05:302011-04-25T21:09:06.159+05:30My PromiseI can’t promise you sun, moon and stars But I promise to be there beside you When the sun rises and descends When moon and stars come out to revel When darkness spreads and you cant see When your smile turns to sighs May be that’s all I can promise ‘Cause I have got only me to share with you To hold your hand and fight your demons To be the wind to blow the clouds away To be the Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-2993884189349416952011-04-13T18:44:00.002+05:302011-04-25T21:06:23.357+05:30Sometimes, I wish!Sometimes I wish simple thingsLike tearing away these masksWhich I wear so freely these daysTo hide those tears and distressWho are my constant companions,Following me like my own shadow!Can I just be myself for once?Without needing to hide behindThe fixed smile which comesAnd always available on standby?Can I cry my heart out for onceWithout feeling guilty about it,Till all my tears are drained Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-45666518803181829162011-04-01T19:53:00.006+05:302011-04-13T19:01:48.523+05:30Another nightAnother day paving the way For night to reign Fading away slowly Never to return again Stars shining in the sky Moon playing hide n’ seek With little fluffy clouds Night started its realm I waited for my lone star Shining down on me From that distant world Winking its way to glory I closed my eyes To hold back my tears Which waits for a reason To start its flow so freelyDeepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-38384434323271789252011-03-27T19:46:00.001+05:302011-04-13T19:04:48.951+05:30Waiting for lonelinessHave you ever waited for loneliness?The one which is as soft as a featherFloating in the euphoric airThe one which is so high thatIt can touch fiery glowing sunYet as lustful and ardentLike forbidden loveAs fragile as my mom’s china,Which is kept with utmost careAs pliable as wet clay, waitingTo be molded by that potterAs boundless as green blue sea,Which takes its color from your eyesI’m waitingDeepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-25595670697991092952011-03-14T21:37:00.001+05:302011-03-14T22:01:26.832+05:30PeoplePeople are not alikeEven if the colour of skin is sameEven if the colour of hair is sameAnd they speak in same languagePeople are not like treesThough they look so differentWho gives its shade and fruitsTo everyone alike…http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/people-3/Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-64486456200531518162011-02-21T23:56:00.000+05:302011-02-21T23:57:56.305+05:30Summer RainYour love is like summer rainAnd it touches my heart so gentlyCalming and soothing like a balmEasing the daily hitches in lifeIt comes without invitationWhen I least expect itCreeping in like a dream,Bringing such joy to my life.It is raining again in torrents;It is flooding all around;Let me just savor this moment,Get drenched in its magicSoaking my body and soulAnd foster and nurture it Like I Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-2694775396321684742011-02-15T21:56:00.003+05:302011-04-13T19:42:31.926+05:30Yesterday, Today!Yesterday you looked into my eyesAnd said, “You are special”I thought about it and told,“I don’t think, I am specialBut I want to be special for you”You insisted, “You are special”Today, I decidedTo be special for youBut do I have anything to offer Except a heart full of loveA friendship to last a lifetimeAnd a promise to be thereAs long as you let me be!http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-10714317950545015892011-02-08T16:29:00.004+05:302011-02-08T16:53:20.375+05:30The Real ImageA very old poem of mine... Searched it out from a really musty place in memories! This poem was written 14 years back based on a conversation with a dear friend, Leena! Thanks for being my friend!I knew not that image of yours Nor ever can see that face,Which your mirror prefers to reflect,Which does not resemble youNor know your pains nor longingsWhich never shows you as "you"!If you want to seeDeepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-59854985106061932602011-02-06T11:52:00.002+05:302011-02-06T12:03:21.598+05:30SeasonsYet another season moving byBringing in a new flavorWinter giving way slowly, for summerWith summer sun blazing...Remembering the times shared with youThe ups and downs!Always having someone to run to...Looking forward for your slow smile...Times change and thoughts bringSadness into your mind.Calming down your aching heartFacing the change all alone...Wishing for your happinessNo matter where Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-41136582992872127612011-02-06T10:57:00.001+05:302011-02-06T10:58:19.618+05:30Sometimes...Sometimes you can’t control the painIt hurts so much that you don’t care anymoreGoing on living seems like a favor to the worldYou wish you can curl up go unfeelingThe tears that fall have no meaningThe heart that is breaking is beyond knowingYou wish you can fly to another landWhere pain and tears can’t touch you anymorehttp://poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-310/Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-23233155476613654162011-01-22T21:39:00.001+05:302011-02-06T10:54:06.325+05:30JudgementA shower of tears, a trembling handA tongue tied in knots, and a pounding heartWaits for the judgement, you may utter todaySealing my fate, forever to this painWho is a saint? Who is a sinner?And who is the judge and who has the right?Why pass a judgment, when right and wrongAre never so clear or bright as daylightStill, I pass judgment upon myselfMore severe than what world doesStill I can’t Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-24560335743524397512010-07-11T16:21:00.001+05:302010-07-11T16:24:22.407+05:30After hoursMorning rain ended a long, disturbed nightDull rays of sun brought a sorrowful lightThe soaked pillow is accounting for my griefMemories of you brought me a smile so briefMoving away from you, I pierced my heartAnd realized that I have hardly a life apartWith deep love, I'd always rememberOf your beautiful heart that's so tenderDreaming of your touch so softerMy heart would break in a blisterOf Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-7183111282508199192010-05-31T21:54:00.001+05:302010-05-31T21:59:26.549+05:30Not just enough...Can I ever find those right words,To express what I feel for you?Not even a percentOr even a portion May be it is just not enough! Not even those transcendent songsFilled with melodious music Which often fills your body and soul,Match what I feel, when I hear youMay be they are just not enough!Not even those blood red rosesThat looks like it will bleedWhich scents like in heavenMatch the Deepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29931350.post-45927128597159547442009-05-29T21:05:00.004+05:302010-07-11T16:02:52.847+05:30I wish to fly...I often wishIf my dreams had wingsIf my hopes could flyAnd nobody sets those limitsI feel like flyingIn those endless, distant skiesWhere I can touch the cloudsWhere nobody is nearWho can touch my heartWho can hurt my feelingsWho can find just faultWhere I have no questions to answerFrom where the world is colorfulYet very farawayBut where words have Just one meaningWhere people need not lie....IDeepahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12145907864819949064noreply@blogger.com1