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Jatin Gauttam Poem
The Fog, The Sun and the Kiss
Jatin Gauttam
March 7th, 2016.
Holding hands, warming grace,
On the roof of a chilling space,
A colder time in January, I guess,
Breathing sighs were our closing phrase...
We sat there whole night, talking things,
Time passed by, counting heart felt strings,
Still holding hands, it felt so loving,
Cared not to foresee where this was going...
Then you laid your head on my shoulder,
I ridden your hand just to hug you closer,
It seemed blessing in the chills of night,
What amazing picture one could get of sight...
Closing in, our hearts matched the frequency,
Then time just took a leap, magically fancy,
Well that moment was, the best of the kind,
I remember every second as it was heartly abide...
First hands, then hearts and then our lips met,
Just then morning comes, shredding the fog to bed,
Nature blessed as we stood kissing amid of that bliss,
Witness were The Fog, the Sun and our magical kiss... :)
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Time Goes Fast
Jatin Gauttam
03-07-2013
Its too awkward to say, while you are in pain ...
And you think, your friends gonna help you....
But that is the part of life... which lies in vain...
Sharing credits to all, but myself... and I cared for....
I might living in a world, it may ask my life or more...
I've been struggling my days and nights for you....
And you gave it no damn....
I postponed my dreams for you...
Thinking you're my friend....
Part of me said, that you ain't worthy ....
But I didn't heed it , lame.....
Tried and trying since I occured to you...
Being sick of mutilation and frame.....
The frame, that frame you've broken of my friendship...
In my face....
I already been in pain..... and peril and you've had me,
Down in some grimace....
I would take a shot for you...
That understatement wasn't that understandable....
Now I think, it was the understatement,
meant the whole thing is sorta predictable...
Whoosh! time goes so fast....
and yeah the bad time will pass...
But neither me nor you'll gonna forget deeds in past...
I guarantee today and I give my word for it.....
You'll recall my face sitting alone, aghast...
Time goes really fast my bud.....
it goes really fast...
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The Sunset
Jatin Gauttam
August 8th, 2015
The edge of my unusual past, the place where I stood numb...
The cliff of frightening darkness that I needed to jump..
The evergreen hilltop down the town where I'd go to see,
This time I left my place with nothing, I had no memory...
Guessed every thing has changed for now, no sign of past...
Well here I'm standing again on that same hilltop, same sight...
Watching the beautiful Sunset, memories glided back so fast.
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My Dream of Life
A life we used to dream about, the life full of adventure..
Trying new stuff everyday, no worries about the future..
That time, happiness lied within the play ground..
Riding bi-cycles, blowing gums, making too much sound...
Yelling at those people, passing by
Whoever gets offended, who cared aye...
Drinking only meant, having sherbet or lime
Thing that matter was, having a great time...
A time we used to think about, the time full of moments..
Moments including good times with friends and parents...
When meaning of fun used to be, trips and ferries..
Meantime, the life originated from those memories...
Homebaked cookies and high time gaming parties...
That tied with results, scoldings and long sung ...
Wounds or fever appeared only cause of exam signs
Thing that matter was, having great times..
A company we needed to find out, that company full of friends..
Buddies we shared our secrets with, could count on, no bands...
Things were ringing doorbells of houses in the streets,
Ran like Usain Bolt, feeling of winning Gold in Meets...
Passing comments to the people, whom we didn't like...
Treats were regular like there's nothing such as price hike...
Bunking, covertly passing through the college gates, no crime..
Thing that matter was, having great time....
A love we used to imagine and talk about...
That word meant a lot, when someone spelled it out..
Heart breaks and fights were very common those days...
School or college, all places were in its gaze...
The time, we tried understanding the meaning of this word..
Those days were the best, not a lie but a truth unheard...
Some of us were the hero, unsung, of our own time...
Present is the best time, not going to come back..
so have fun, be amazing the way you're, you try..
As I m living my dream of having a good life...
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Love of Nature
Jatin Gauttam
28 July, 2015
Those times we sat facing the west,
A sight fascinates me at its best,
Wise Sun lowering down the glances,
it became a souvenier, that Red Sunset..
Sunset brought all end to hard work,
where the life of dark gestures, unrest..
That smell in the air, flowing through out the town,
In rainy days, I must not be the only one to feel..
The shiny drazzles always seemed so keen to bound..
But felt like we're actually free, naked and no peel...
Howlin' winds or breezes, which made it perfect to be..
that its the love of nature, one love nobody can oversee..
We had trips that were meant to terminate all pains, all sorrows..
Oak, oh those majestic oaks became good ears to share...
To share all our secrets and painful memories, we'd brought..
They never complained, welcomed us like they do care...
Only then I could become the person, I always wanted to be..
And Majestic Oak would always be there, welcoming me...
Shaking its leaves...
Along with all those heartful moments,
everyone has their own share to breathe..
But they have always had someone to share their memories with..
The quietness of night, The blue sky sight...
The howling wind, or the sights that bind...
The crops in the farms, the sunflowers that glee...
The smell of the wet soil, and that drazzling breeze..
I've had my time with those, but always remember how'd it be..
That its the love of nature, One Love nobody can oversee..
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LIFE- A Role
Jatin Gauttam
12-04-2013
Life is an amazing way….. to get your part sooth a way....
Harshly made this art to say…….its gonna swap your world away...
Tripping on the this world's hay……. Losing grip with great disgrace.
Coping with the nature……. and being in hustle just to keep the same....
Mark my word, I got to say...... Think of self is not so best.....
Acting coy to people…….. who love you and you just love make a drag..
Dragged me to the platform, …and put me against a train...
Is this the journey to make someone's way to hell...
Keep this prayer up……..till the God listen and take your mess...
Its the world baby…….. you gotta live ,else gonna fade away....
You ain't shadow….. you're so solid, which gonna have to be dead...
Skipping those features..... that won't let you to learn some taste...
Senseless, meaningless, prideless are the words to praise....
Pick up some tactic and put it down in your business tray..
This is how it works the damn....
Typically saying its the same..
to get it done in the fashion... as I’ve mentioned the game...
This is my vision... to think about this caused mayhem...
If you want to be tamed…. then frame yourself in this race....
Be brave, keep it low.. and you gonna win this fame.....
Wake up, for sake of human…. And you gotta Titanize your name....
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This whole wide world, I’m so deeply embarrassed
Not to mention the past, but I’m thinking of the rest.
May be I was too harsh to myself, or others were..
Don’t know what to write as lines, but I’m keeping it rare.
With my bare hands here……….
Sometimes in life, we face the contortion of side.
We’re not alone, who facing the prize.
The prize of being nice, It is
The way to get away, far away…
But life gives no chances, to
To escape from The big scene….
I wonder it all, I wander alone,
Thinking of home, reached Rome.
Treating like a swine, I ain’t gnome.
Pretty sure that God is somewhere sitting on, ON
And keeping eye on us, to speak in chorus,
Making life a bit rude, it’s the way to forest….
Don’t go this way, we’re not away
From the path of being life sway…
I feel bad for all who get this gotta lay…
On my behalf I turn my eyes on being betrayed.
We’re talking about LIFE man,,, No clue, no bet to say.
I don’t wanna keep this feeling,,
I just want to be free and happy…
Cleaning the mess around the world..
No intention being creepy…
Try hard and bellow loud…
So I could make myself crystal in this crowd…..
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CONCEALED LIFE
Jatin Gauttam
June 10, 2013
Trying hard to conceal, what's mine....
You're snatching it away with bare hands...
It was my entire world, my life...
Was safe.. unless you came engraved....
You can't understand the emotions, I'm fighting with...
You only trick, you're selfish..when you're in some need...
I uttered my faith in you, and lost my everything...
Someone stepped my shoulder, to ruin my every cheer...
Texting you the whole night,
Waiting for your replies…..
Becoming one despo in hope…
That you may recall me anytime….
Words have lost the path to my mouth….
I can’t force those up to you to tell….
Like my tongue is bound by some dark spell….
Tried everything to I knew,
To cut and loosen a bit……
So that I could get back my friend….
Who is trying hard to become a GIT…..
Pity I overcame, surrounded by a relation….
While you’ve forgotten that embrace..
When you didn’t even use to have food…
Without a glance of my face……
I wish I could snatch What’s mine….
But I can’t even try it,
Coz you’re position at my heart is damn high….
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