Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Poem 298 - The Way I See

Image from Magpie Tales

I am not a scientist, but do I need to be one, to enjoy this night?
While they look through telescopes, at stars I probably can't spot
All I see out there, is a beautiful place, winking its joy - quiet and bright
For scientists see, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

Nor do I need to be an artist, to stay up all night - painting a starry sky
For while they paint - they work - and while they work they don't enjoy
For me just looking, at such a surreal thing, makes time seem to fly
For artists see, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

I might not notice the flower beds I stand upon
But it's not for them I've come here
For this beautiful sight, unlike flowers - is dead upon dawn
For maybe even flowers see, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

I'd rather enjoy this one whole night, having the sky all to me
Such beautiful moments come rare - so look at it when you have eyes
I'd rather never be an artist or scientist and work my night lacking glee
For everyone sees, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

For what they see, is just another night of gloomy toil
But for me it is a peaceful night, to think and watch
The twinkling stars, and gleaming moon - this night nobody can spoil
Perhaps it's only those out there who see what I see
~Gaurang Rao

Written as a part of  - http://magpietales.blogspot.ae/

Friday, August 22, 2014

Poem 297 - Dilemmas

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Always ends up on decisions we make
North or South? Left or Right?
We all know the maze of life isn't a piece of cake
And that's why we make most decisions in fright


Got to choose wisely, yet can't be too slow
Tension breaks, as you don't know what to choose
Sweat pours down on my eyebrow
As on the chessboard I make a move to lose


So while choosing your paths be firm and clear
Those dilemmas of yours, decide your tomorrow
For you choose the right key, then to success you're near
And when you choose the wrong, it might be a life of sorrow

~Gaurang Rao 

Poem 296 - Life Is A Boat

Image from Magpie Tales

See that li'l boat yonder - bobbing away?
She can't come back until she's done her work for the day
Through tempests and typhoons she'll pass and go
But she won't leave todays' work for tomorrow
Life should be nothing but just the boat above
Never later, everything to be done now
She passes through her problems like they never prevail
And smiling to herself away she does sail
For life, is an easy road, just misted by a few potholes
And to walk through them safely, should be topmost on our goals
Follow that boat, as she laughs hard yet works harder
For in the end, on the road, we just want to reach farther
~Gaurang Rao

Written as a part of  - http://magpietales.blogspot.ae/

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Poem 295 - Home a Heaven

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Home - a place where you can sleep as long as you want
A place where you are sure there is nothing to haunt
How I love running on that marble floor
And ringing the bell of the front door
Home sweet home my favorite weekend holiday
A place where our heart actually lay
The biggest support you get, your house gives
But the largest love - in one's home it lives
Enjoy your home, for you are one of the few who can
For it's homes not houses that are the nests of man
~Gaurang Rao

Written as a part of - http://withrealtoads.blogspot.ae/

Friday, March 28, 2014

Poem 294 - Letting Go

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Is it easy -as letting go of balloons as to let go of your suspicions?
For your mind will always have those doubtful visions
For there is always someone you want to blame
From the bottom of your heart you want to bring out that name
Maybe you're right, maybe you're wrong
But don't hold your suspicions for too long
You'll have too much to worry about, just let it go
Don't let your suspicions grow
Doubts will arise, push it aside
For you don't have that much time to bide
So let it go, and enjoy one more doubtless day
You never know where the end of your line may lay.
~Gaurang Rao

Written as a part of  - http://poetryjaam.blogspot.ae/

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Poem 293 - The Secrets Of The Room

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'Clean your room' says my mum for the fifth time in a row
With its beautiful messiness my room does sadly glow
I pick up clothes of long ago, stuff it in the cupboard
Of this hard working job I already feel bored
So much junk under the bed! Where'd those shoes come from?
From photos and shoes to an empty bottle of rum
I sweep out everything from under the stinky bed
Tired of cleaning I lie down, panting and  half-dead
Room though much cleaner than before, looked much more worse
I fall asleep, forgetting my mum's warning curse
She walks in finding the room messier than ever
A tornado of words as I wake up with a shiver
This poor old boy, had to clean while skipping dinner
That day - both the junk in my room and I grew thinner
~Gaurang Rao

(NOTE: I'm just 14. Sarcasm used :) )

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Poem 292 - Winter Days

Image from Bifocal Univision 

Slippery driving, be cautious and alert
For an accident can happen through a little divert
I hate the cold, have a bad cough
Don't have the energy to have a good laugh
Throat pains, as I try to swallow
And even then my stomach feels hollow
Ah! Dear winter go away
You make my life dull as gray.
~Gaurang Rao

Written as a part of- http://bifocalunivision.blogspot.ae/