Resist the urge
to exaggerate.
Don't overvalue,
don't overrate.
Okay to fall short
of the goal you've
been aiming at
all along.
Better to be
almost right
than to be
overly wrong!
I am MONDAY,
and I am here to tell you that
Dear, i m not that cruel..
just don’t compare me with your favourite friday.
That hurts me all the way.
Please dont overrate me as hideous or arduous for
I am like a rebirth of the week.
Think of me as a new day. A pristine day.
I know I piss you off... you dont want to leave
your fun, food and football...
but you have to come back to the grind of the
working week.
I’m the reality which make you freak.
Just see me like any other day..
Its all in your head i would say!
Fireworks went off when we first met,
It was a May December romance I don’t regret.
He was fifteen years older with sexy blue eyes.
I was still in college, naive, and mesmerized.
Our touch was like electricity, and we didn’t waste any time.
He swept me off my feet, and wedding bells soon chimed!
When I think of the sparks that flew on our first date,
I know those kind of fireworks you cannot overrate.
We are divorced now, but our time then was great,
When I married my first love and pledged soulmate.
We may have new lives, but the memory is sweet.
Our stars collided, and Fate commanded we meet.
9/30/16
First Love Contest
Awarded 1st Place
Do they see me when I am not able to multiply
When I have days when I want to cry
Do they see how I comprehend I make mistakes
Picking answers overrate
Clearly has something to do with my brain
I know who I am I know my name
I go through the day slipping through the crack
Do they really have my back
Are they that concerned
Yes my mom has stress factors on how I learn
She is doing everything for me
Cooks clean and also teach
I try not to act like it does not bother me I do not like seeing her sad
Frustrated or even mad
She does all she knows how to do
What makes me happy is when she says I love you
She shows me everyday
I look at my hyperactive brother how she teaches him how to behave
He sometimes is a handful
But I know my mom she prays and are given the tools
To help us what we do not get in school
That is cool
Comforting in fact
Yes I know that my mom have our back!
Look to the sky
But then
Look to the side
Promises are in
The distance
Joy is its assistance
Grab hold to your dreams
But don’t overrate
What they mean
Success and drive
Is in the sky
Family dinners, picnics and games
Are on the side
Don’t abandon one for the other
They’ll both be your warmth
Because they both are your cover
The issues here, the me, mine grant
encountering the costs regress,
if I am able, be it manned
to overrate would not be best.
First land, then water, deportees
are waiting to know where all stand
the water flows, the earth submits
now people have to fit esprit'
They lost their space, then forced to flee
food giants fixed the till to pick
the best of country, labor, plea
now children are at risk to fit!
A President knows not what to state
the corporate bow once more needs wit,
apologize thinking for your fate
a person's feelings contradicts!
The media not invited here
what will this verdict nation's pit
a friendly grace would not be clear
the anger so attuned predicts.
Just let us go ~ the contraband
mars freedom, from a free man's hand
the controversy loses scan
trust's had it ~ from hereon stays damned!
I am six feet tall
I am 59
I am not a monster
Don't hit me
I am extended in space-time
And never stay on a dime
Don't overrate me.
I run between left and right
And sleep between day and night
Don't cheat me.
I move clockwise
But dream anticlockwise
Repeat me.
If you can
Meet me.
I am six feet tall
© RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
29th October,2014
Seek Life after life
Illusive task to obtain
Beyond doubts and fall
Start and end dramas
Decipher complexities
Find partial answers
Paradigm issues
Confusion overrate quest
Esteem falters wit
Stand mindful actions
Stuck within clearer pathways
A stretch still needed
Persistent conscience
Always crave enlightenment
Recall life purpose.
never forget not to exaggerate,
don't overvalue, don't overrate;
doing so is, in fact, telling a lie
and it shows poor judgment you can't deny;
for truth truly disdains superlatives
and downright detests deceitful motives;
it is more prudent to fall short than long,
to be almost right than be overly wrong !
I have yet ,the fruits ,of true love taste
nectar sweet, in arms reach chase
tangled branches flowering leaves
fresh shoots rooted continue weave
imagined fantasy long forseen
within' loves fold I haven't been
I trust to dare become ensnared
from locks 'n lashes mystery swear
take flight on wings my vision wraps
a prisoner caught as venus flytrap
at once succumb from weakened fate
my taste for love now overrate......