Ripples of my Reflections

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Category: POETRY (page 1 of 7)

Broken promises

Your words lie scattered around me
In my dreams, in reality, on paper and in my memories
I keep asking myself, was any of them true?
Even for that one instant when they escaped your lips
This hurt tells me a story, one that oozes with my trust
And its broken heart, and of course, your broken promises.

Your mirages surround me all day
Morning, noon and night, when I am asleep and awake
I don’t expect any respite from your ghosting
It’s all my own making, I know that very well
This pain tells me a story, one that drips with my love
And its broken wings, and of course, your broken promises.

Your memoirs fill my room, nook and corner
Without the heart to throw them out,
And without the heart to look at them either
I shut my eyes and think of the world as a dark tunnel
This blind sight tells me a story, one that stinks of my denial
And its persistence, and of course, your broken promises.

Your fragrance is still on my bed sheets,
Reminding me of the warmth and cosiness,
Illusions I know, but comforting ones nevertheless
I curl a bit more inside them, hoping it would all come back
This smell tells me a story, one that screams of my hope
And its vanity, and of course, your broken promises.

All those broken promises, swirl around me
As broken shards of glass turning my world into dust
I only wish when this storm clears, it clears away all of you
All of you, your memories and of course, your broken promises
Because I do not want to surrender, you know
Not to your broken promises!

Being broken is not a crime, Staying that way is!

Do you agree? How do you like this post?

Until later 🙂

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Face your fears

Fear has two meanings – Forget everything and run, Face everything and rise. The choice is yours. ~ Zig Ziglar

Too tired to defend me from myself
For once, let me tell the truth as it be
Here it comes, brace thyself
Am afraid that life will take you away from me.

Everyone has this, you say?
That does not make it any different
Willing me to sway?
I try hard everyday but mostly I am spent.

But again, here I am telling out the truth bitter
It’s hard, this acceptance of my fear
Though, it does make me feel a bit better
Hope inner peace is a bit near.

Nobody’s escaping this life
Neither me, nor you
We might as well live with a high five
And let life stew.

Want it or not
Everyone has their own story written out
Like it or not
No use,to cry or to pout

True that, let me face my fear
For all I care, let worry take a hike
Not a word from it, I will hear
May happiness and hope spike.

Until later 🙂

There’s something about you

There’s something about you
That smokes every feeling out of me
Stroking my heart strings
Playing me like a violin

There’s something about you
That stumps me awestruck
Giving me a brain freeze
Every time I see you smile

There’s something about you
That kindles the past
Reassures the present
And hopes for the future

There’s something about you
That clearly shows me my purpose
Showing me my content and joy
Reasserting my inner peace

You are the life, the soul
And literally everything else
For me and about me.

Until later 🙂

ஆறாத காயங்கள்!

ஊராரின் வசை அம்புகள் அவ்வளவு வலிக்கவில்லை
உன் மௌனம் தான் என் நெஞ்சை கீறிவிட்டது
பேசுவார் வாய் அடைக்க முடியாது தான்
ஆனால் ஒரு வார்த்தை கூட மறுக்காத உன் மௌனம்
சரியென்று அர்த்தமில்லை!

என் முயற்சியின் தீவிரத்தையும் என் அன்பின் ஆழத்தையும்
தள்ளி வைப்பது போல் உன் மௌனம் அமைய
இந்த வாழ்க்கை காயங்கள் எப்போதும் இப்படி தான்
ஏற்று கொள்ளும் போது வலி தெரியாது
உதாசீனத்தின் போது தெரியும் அளவிற்கு!

உன் மௌனத்தின் அழகு, என்றாவது ஒரு நாள்
என்னை புண்படுத்த பழகும் என்று
கனவிலும் நான் நினைத்ததில்லை
உடைந்து போன என் இதயத்தை ஓட்ட பார்க்கிறேன்
எப்படி ஒட்டினாலும் அது மறுபடி துடிக்கவில்லை!

Some things in life

Something I had shared on social media – posting here for posterity


Some things in life are not meant to be
A step here and a step there
That’s so near and yet as far

Some things in life go up in smoke
As I try to catch little wisps
Trying hard not to wreck my ship

Some things in life are made to be left out
Even as I grab as much as I can
That it all feels so out of plan

Some things in life are for letting go
The harder I hold on to it
The farther it is going to shift

The other side of life,
The other side of destiny,
The other side of hope,
Because all things in life have two sides.

Until later 🙂

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