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

To Be or Not to Be

I often see disgrace in love
I often see selfishness in giving

I feel the force of hatred in me
I feel the shade
But its only a Tree

Sometimes to give
And sometimes to be

As loving as one can
And selfless as a bee

I know it as today
But tomorrow will I see?

A dream of togetherness
with depth of a sea

I don’t know it now
who will tell me how

or whether
‘To be or not to be..’

Dated: October 2009

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Found Profoundness

The squall of darkness
Was never heard

Locked inside
A room of blood

When the doors opened
Dreams set ajar

There was an empty canvas
to paint the clouds green

Living in constraints
Not any longer

Because there was a reason
Trapped in a season called
LIFETIME

Found profoundness
Galloping inspiration

Life changed forever
At last to find

Aspirations chasing
And the world dreaming

About me, love
While I was Living

A lifetime, A dream
In every little moment

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Happyness

I am watching television
Suddenly something’s different

Tingles, like butterflies on my palm
His fingers ticking them,
with movements calm

I look at him, see his lovely smiles
This is happiness, will go for miles

Then suddenly I wonder
Deeply ponder

My poetry is always grumpy
Trying to overcome the sulky

Coz when I am happy
I am just super thrilled

Like the meadows
Unfolding the rainbows

Like beauty to the breath
And joy to the sight

Filled with words
Don’t know which one to write

Its not that I am sad
I just write when I am mad

Coz when I am happy
I am living each moment

Preserving the moods,
The Happyness quotient

Dated: Sept 7, 2014

My friend asked me why do I write sad poetry more often than I write happy ones – hopefully he knows now – this is why!
Would also want to mention that the words ‘Happyness’ comes from the movie ‘Pursuit of Happyness’. Simply loved the idea behind NOT spelling it right deliberately (:


Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Being in Love

Under Shadows of Moon
Darkness grew older
Falling in abyss of love
Scared of depths
Life flourished each moment
Was drowning, never knowing why
With a joy filled fear
Suddenly the gravity was gone
Was I drifting out of Love
Growing older, I surely knew
I was rising to the lights above

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj