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Shreyas Susan Poem
Is that what i feel when i am in company and still feel left out?
Is that when someone i loved walked out of my life?
Is it when my best friend and i fought and our friendship was quits?
i am still alone and searching for an inner meaning to loneliness
and the more i search i realise the lonelier i am
Copyright © Shreyas Susan | Year Posted 2013
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Shreyas Susan Poem
The escapist in me looks down
when a teacher scans the rows
for a doubtful face to charge her questions
The escapist in me sleeps off
when i flunk an exam
It never thinks about tomorrow
never thinks about the next hour
The escapist in me shys away
when I am the first to enter
into an unknown host's home
The escapist in me catches an imaginary cold
when my exam portions are not under control
The escapist in me should escape from me
lest i become a wimpy person
But here again the escapist in me
shuffles away at the prospect of escaping from me
So here its back again.....
Copyright © Shreyas Susan | Year Posted 2013
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Shreyas Susan Poem
When somebody's child fails
others say ,marks do not determine life
When somebody's child elopes
people say love is blind
When somebody's child is eliminated in an interview
people say there are thousands to come
When somebody's child tops an exam
people blame it on the "too easy exam"
When somebody's child marries a good rich man
people say it won't last
When somebody's child becomes a company head
people scan the newspapers for a corruption scam
Its easy to advise somebody's child easy to feel for somebody's child
I wish i always remain somebody's child..........
Copyright © Shreyas Susan | Year Posted 2013
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Shreyas Susan Poem
Atleast ten men to bid for her
Fight for her to possess her
But none does she later....never ever
Nor does she possess any men of her own
Her dreams never seeing the daylight
She lying in unknown arms
bathing in false ectasy
venting her deep sorrow
Only the dark ceiling a witness to her lament
No one else giving a d*mn
Her body is her bread
No other trade does she know
But entwined in different arms she does dream
of caring arms that soothe
a shoulder to lay her burden
whose children she will happily bear.....
But the door knocks and her next customer barges in
wasting no time
And a curtain falls on her dreams.....
As she reluctantly yields......
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An empty space in the dining table
A vacant space in the car for four
My room vacant without an owner
My pets masterless
But still my dreams and a handful of aspirations
remains trapped in the gap
between the living and the eternal
If only i was lent a patient ear
If they hadn't forced me to push further in the world of competition
Maybe i would have been spared
Copyright © Shreyas Susan | Year Posted 2013
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Shreyas Susan Poem
Is that what you and i shared
when we stared across each other across the classroom
Is that what set my heart racing
when you walked past me in the stairs
Is that what made the blood course
through my veins and made me blush when you smiled
Is that what makes me stammer
when you asked me anything
Is it love which makes me envious when you walk away
with that cute looking girl
Maybe its love that holds me
back from telling you that i love you
Maybe its the theory of love which
keeps me from telling
because
love is sometimes best left unsaid
but still felt by each cell in my body...
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Shreyas Susan Poem
Slap me in the face
Hit me hard
I can take all that
But never a sly dig.....
Never do i want to
know that you were behind trapping me.
You used innocence..
misused my trust
A request to you
cheat me but never let me know that
Your caring eyes could ever do that.
Your tongue which talks things that melts my heart
forced me into a maze that i can never escape.
Slap me in the face but slap me from the front...
but please make sure that my eyes are closed.
Because it hurts me more
not when i am cheated
but when i know that it was you who cheated me........................................
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Shreyas Susan Poem
Atleast ten men to bid for her
Fight for her to possess her
But none does she later....never ever
Nor does she possess any men of her own
Her dreams never seeing the daylight
She lying in unknown arms
bathing in false ectasy
venting her deep sorrow
Only the dark ceiling a witness to her lament
No one else giving a d*mn
Her body is her bread
No other trade does she know
But entwined in different arms she does dream
of caring arms that soothe
a shoulder to lay her burden
whose children she will happily bear.....
But the door knocks and her next customer barges in
wasting no time
And a curtain falls on her dreams.....
As she reluctantly yields......
Copyright © Shreyas Susan | Year Posted 2013
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Shreyas Susan Poem
When i first met you and you walked past me
it was love at first sight
When we met again i thought you are mine
When you proposed me in the crowded corridors
all i could do was blush and blush
And when you took my lips as your possesion
all i could do was drown in the passion
As you and i luxuriously explored the grooves in each ones lips ....
And now, when i kissed you
all i could feel was the numbness of your lips
the unresponsiveness shattering me
casting a shroud on our million dreams...
All i could do was to wish that i was born earlier..
so that i could live with you longer
The lid of the coffin closed burrying the memories of my first and last kiss together....
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Shreyas Susan Poem
To be in a crowded classroom and still feel unwanted...
To be surrounded by friends and yet feel a loser..
To be conscious about each word you speak
Afraid to lose anymore people than you already have lost
Its a weird feeling to be present everywhere,
But worrying each second when they would chuck you out
Loneliness ,you have been trailing behind me
Shadowing my present
Threatening my future
Everyday an agony
Hours spent thinking what to do ,how to be a busy bee
The more I thought the lonelier I became...
There was no escape route
Like a cancer it spread through me..
My inner soul tried to push the threads of loneliness which bound me
But the more I struggled the tighter it became..
And at the end I gave up the struggle
I chose to be lonely,I chose to be alone...
Or better loneliness chose me to be its lonely companion...
Copyright © Shreyas Susan | Year Posted 2016
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