Eroded Dreams

Our paths crossed
And the dust settled
Our dreams were eroded
Like life was flowing out
And I could not breathe

Everything seemed the same
You were no longer there
Not in my arms
Not even in sight
As I stood waiting alone

Gazing stars all night
And they would not fall
No luck for me to grab
Till the waves washed away
Illusions, day by day

No fear I hold
Bare feet cold
Smile with the winds
I was alive once
No second chance

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Love in a Wisp

A wisp of love led me astray
Sipping the toxins unknown, dismay

See rains in May, clouds tearing the sun
Supposing – the mist dripped one by one

It were tears, leading solitary fears
Not willing to give up, fleeting warmth

Sniping the reality, like a foreign dream
Call into question the innocent sleep

Insane – the crossroads, no one around
The winds playing, make a pensive sound

The wide light orange, kicks in a hint
A shadow’s stint, demands to lead a way

Blinded by trust, the clouds too follow
Searching for morrow, unsated desires

Lying deep within the illimitable oceans
The darkest secrets of broken hearts

Will never be the same – love in a wisp
Love in a wisp, devil’s sip, angels dip

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Shadows of reality

Shadows of reality
Darkness in prosperity

Don’t be a fool
You’re no more in school

Turn around
Listen to that sound

Its calling you by its side
You just should not hide

Run on this ground
Now cease to frown

Life is beautiful
You got to be a bit careful

Just untie your soul
Why don’t you wanna go

Stop living life in grids
Open up the lids

And fly at least try
Stand up again tall

Let life take a call
It may hit, every bit

And you cant go away
Coz You ought to stay

Dated: January 2010

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Expectations Getting Older

Angst getting older
Unfolded expectations
Buried years ago..

*My experiments with Haiku*

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Go away!

Witnessed so many people run away
Like a busted bus, they are cowards I say
Wilted fragrance
Like buried hay
With guilt of terror, may they wake up each day!

 

*My experiments with Limericks*

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Hold on

Many times in life you have to do
and yes give up a zillion mighty things
To live your life in dreams at strings
and watching what it brings

You live each day with a moment that comes
And don’t want it to reel out so fast
In truth it’s just a door of glass
and at last it will perhaps blast

Wish you were blessed with a breath of cure
One that is the only last
So you don’t have to suffer that way
for longing to spend it fast

Open your heart, mind, breath and sight
And see what your time brings
As you fall from the cliff, to your surprise
you will be gifted with bright little wings

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj