Lost, Tipsy, Dreamy, Comprehensive???

Songs i'm currently listening to:
Avril Lavigne - Girlfriend
Aerosmith - Cryin'
Avril Lavigne - Fall To Pieces

Met this gal on Orkut. Quite the travel-goer that she is... gets a couple of days of leave and off she goes! Chat online once in a while. Spoke over the phone yesterday. Noticed a distinct accent with which she spoke but she dismissed it as her way of talking. Cool.
For the first time in my life i've had someone describe to me how i've sounded to them, in a very elaborate manner. Mostly people just say i'm funny or that I make them laugh or that I listen well. She? well read on...
" Lost, kind-of-tipsy, dreamy (sounds good), and-still-comprehensive, helping to find hidden talents ".
Intriguing.
Been a while since I've seen it rain out here. I missed the rains here last year as I was on the ship during that period. This year... saw the rains for the first time a couple of days ago. It felt ... soft. Smelt ... wet. Looked ... green (Not the rain... the environment!).
Aerosmith is coming to Bangalore and I can't go though I ever so want to. Well, it's not that I can't go. More like I can't make the time to make that trip, what with exams coming up next month. Damn!
Well, got the finals of the jive taking place tomorrow at Dance Illusions. Couldn't join the classes but damn well gonna make it for the final performance.
And above all, once the first step of the exams next month get over... got 2 very important things to pick up on... been losing my touch on writing poetry... haven't written in a long long time. And then there's the brushing up on Spanish. Picked up a couple of books in mumbai. Time I put those books to good use.

This one is an inspiration from a Rabindranath Tagore poem... I read his poem and somehow felt about penning this down...

When she steps out alone at night,
The birds do not sing, the wind does not stir,
It is her own anklets that grow loud at every step.

When I sit by the side and listen for her steps,
The leaves do not rustle, the crickets do not chirp,
It is my own heart that beats wildly - I do not know how to quieten it.

I sit there long, anxious for a glimpse,
The shadows do not move, the lamps do not flicker,
It is only me that is restless, the anticipation not leaving me still.

At last! She appears, walking down the street,
The birds, they sing; the wind blows along,
The leaves, they rustle; the crickets chirp away,
The shadows, they dance; the lamps flickering away,
The whole world seems to have come alive,
As my heart beats wilder still.

Togetherness

Although I am so very tired,
She comforts me,
Listening to my rambling words,
She seems to understand,
And resting her head,
Gently upon my shoulder,
I forget about the world.

It hurts...

It hurts to let go of someone you love
Maybe it'll be better, then again who knows
You feel so lonely and your days so blue
But isn't it better that to yourself you are true?
Your heart's in pieces and eyes full of tears
But you'll always have your memories to last through the years.

These memories...

These memories do remain with me,
The nights, music and times that were,
So peaceful and calm they now seem to be,
Oh girl! how I wish you were here by me.
Never have I danced with anyone like thee,
How could I, for there is but only one you,
But sometimes my mind is couded with choices for my future,
And I have but one fear, will I lose thee?
Nay! I think aloud, my heart binds me too strongly,
Go where I may, remember you I shall,
So I go to bed tonight bidding for a peaceful sleep,
Tomorrow again is a new day and they will come again, these thoughts so deep.

Emotions during training...

Two poems written during my pre-sea training course for marine engineering...
The first was written when I was on duty! Was bored when I was on my first Quartermaster duty for the evening.

It's a confused mind running through my head,
The want to crib, grumble and mess up my bed,
But rules are what keep us going out here,
With duties and fall-ins dressed in full gear,
With no time to idle away,
Sleep does arrive as an uninvited guest,
Welcome on most days, but uninvited when submissions are due,
'Work without sleep' seems to be our upcoming life's quest.

This second one I wrote for reasons unknown to me... felt like writing something... just flowed out at that moment...

Emptiness, a sudden blackout,
Darkness is all I see,
For my mind seems so sober,
To explain, I am at a loss for words.
The yearn to talk and to confide,
To freely express my thoughts,
But that someone isn't always around,
Leaving my thoughts to dust and moths.

Senti me... ?

Forget It All

I wish I could, forget it all,

Forget it ever happened,

Forget that I was once in love,

Forget that she was the love of my life,

Forget about the times we sat out late,

To talk about just nothing at all.

Forget about the times we'd go for an eat,

Or the times we'd go just to sit by the beach.

But alas! this is just wishful thinking,

This is not something I can shut from my mind,

For, till date, these memories I do cherish.

Lost Opportunity???

Another one....


I have but a favour
To ask of you girl
You see, right now
To ask it seems a sudden whirl.

Though it seems abrupt now
To say it so late
Just for one night
Would you be my date?

Some of my age old poetry...

Used to write poetry long time ago. 'Used to' ... makes it sound like it's been ages since I wrote a poem... more like the last one I wrote was 8 months ago.
Anyway, thought i'd post some of my earlier poems... might inspire me to get poetic and pen one down before I set sail.

Walking In The Clouds

When I'm with you I feel as if I'm walking in the clouds,
All the dreamy soft air around gently caressing your hair and skin,
The wind smells like a million roses,
I feel like every step I take could last forever.
It's like comfort all around me, and of course the wonderful warm feeling of love,
Your voice sounds like the beautiful song of the bluejay singing softly into my ear,
Your touch feels like the petal of a rose, soft and moist,
Your eyes are like the crystal blue sky, sparkling like diamonds under the warm light,
And, I love being around you, because when I am, I feel as if I am walking in the clouds.


Your Eyes

Your eyes reached deep into my heart,
It touched my soul, and read my mind.
What we shared was wonderful,
Plain, simple and one-of-a-kind.

I lost myself in your eyes,
And felt feeling I never knew,
But your eyes belong to someone else,
For they never look at me,
... The way my eyes look at you!