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Geetha Jayakumar Poem
What I am searching for
Is the question often I asked myself.
I am Searching for peace and
Some hope to move on in life.
The real world left me completely
shattered and depressed.
My all thoughts just ended in
Closing the chapters of my life.
I couldn't utter my pains to anyone
As there is none who can heal my wounds ever.
Let all the pains die along with me.
May be to run away from tears and pain
I started living in the world of fictions,
Where some relief I feel when I write
Down from my heart.
For sometime at least I feel happiness in my mind
When I engage myself in reading and writing.
I felt many times, I am living in a world of fictions
The happiness which I cannot get in real world
I started searching in stories and fictions.
The life has to move on till the end
without applying a forced break
And without taking a wrong path.
Searching for solace and seeking some happiness
I landed here.
I feel reading and writing will
increase my level of confidence
And to have a brighter view of life!
Geetha Jayakumar
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Suicidal thoughts often flashed across my mind.
I might have lived and died million times.
I searched for the way to reach suicidal point
Short cut, long cut any cut to reach.
But I couldn't get one
So I just postponed it for an hour.
My thoughts went on traveling too far
But it hanged between
If, that and this.
What will happen after this?
So I went on postponing
For days, months and years.
If I announce,
I will be self imprisoned
With charges of penalty and some punishment maybe,
For keeping such thoughts with me.
It's just illegal and burnt of shame just adds another one.
If I bring into action and I am dead
I will be just buried down dead with few tears shed.
If alive after all these stunts
A severe punishment on self
And I may come into the notice of many
Ashamed and chopped I will
Be whoever sees me!
It's as good as being buried alive.
For time being everything stands Postponed.
Though the topic is too harsh and rough,
Based on reality.
Such things happens when one looses control on self.
Be in a light mood while reading this poem
As you may also love
And I request you to postponed
If such thoughts you are keeping in your mind.
Postpone it for sometime!
Just see you may find another way out
As some minute changes in our life
Can bring a lot of difference in our thoughts
I know its just easy to spell be positive
Just postpone it for time being for you aren't going to loose anything
As the life is too valuable and precious which can never be reverted back
Once dead.
Just wait and watch patiently.
Sure a sun will rise in your way as it did for me too.
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Geetha Jayakumar.
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Fantastic are your lines
That touches my heart very often.
So blunt and sharp are your pen Knife
That can cut anything.
I appreciate your words
I cannot resist reading you.
Each time you come up with
Themes so different.
Colourful are your poems
Not because I fell in love with you
But for your writing I really do!
But my craze for reading
Has captivated
Linked me to your words
I wait to see new poems
Coming from your way.
Though readers may be many
As you are so bold dear
Your poems are based on naked truth.
I appreciate your writings
Will keep on reading
As and when it comes to web.
I love Your writings
They are perfect with sharp insight.
Though you often draw a Rough sketch
You paint your poems Not that attractive.
But outlines you draw are sharp and blunt,
That I really fell in for your writings.
Please do keep sharing poems
As there are many readers like me visiting your pages often
Not necessary you should look For comments in your poems.
But I love your poems As it teaches me a lot
They are knowledgeable And powerful.
Thank you dear poets.
This I am dedicating to all the poets
Where many poem are based on sharp truth
And also for the powerful writes that attracts readers very often.
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Her ageless beauty often greets me along with the time.
I cannot rhyme a song on her beauty,
For it's just a fine line that enhances beauty.
Beauty knows no bound to bounce,
For its just her beauty so profound.
Her beauty did not fade with the time.
It's the wingless beauty that ever chime.
Her beauty swims to depth of ocean,
Her knowledge is deep as good as vast ocean.
Her humility ever shines like golden rays of sun
Her countless hair so shining bounces with the time.
Her ageless beauty often greets me along with the time.
Her melodious voice so captivating ever
That soothes ones heart and soul
And light a lamp on ones heart so bright.
Her glowing face dwells in ones heart so lovingly
Each lines on her face tells stories of untold time.
Her tears speaks in silence of love and pain
But she spells words of only love and peace
Her eyes are deep as good as ocean blue
Even if one sink on it cannot unfold her mysteries untold.
Her Beauty is merged with the past, present and future.
Well, Its all how I look upon her age and time.
Every age has its beauty defined.
Ageless beauty remains glowing ever, along with the time.
She is a lady of mysterious character.
With a friendly smile she wins the heart of others.
Beauty of soul is ageless and priceless.
It remains the same right from birth till death.
Beauty of soul is forever young and greener.
In fact beauty of soul is priceless ever.
Her ageless beauty often greets me well with the time.
Geetha Jayakumar
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Count down begins
With loud music on
Dance to the rhythms
Beat on the drums.
Music is on,
Let's hum for a while
Count down begins my dear ones.
Hey! listen to the clock
Beating in rhythms
Tick, tock, tick, tock
Four, three, two,
There goes one
Next and next....
Here comes Zero.
It's the New year born only once called 2015.
Hey listen to the clock
It strikes twelve
Hey, It's another day.
Its my first date of the year 2015
Today, I am on date 1st Jan 2015.
A new fantastic year had begin
A new year born only once called 2015.
Another day begins
A New year begins.
With life of full music on.
With Passion of dreams on.
With twinkles of hope rising on
With loads of dream to carry on
Let my heart beats to its rhythm
Let us welcome New Year with melodious rhymes.
For It's the first day of the New Year rising high.
Pushing down the memories of past 2014
present arrives dancing gaily,
Each seconds, minutes, hours and days are its future.
Listen to the music of future 2015 ringing In your heart
Bring all your dreams into action, for which we are already born.
Wishing you all a happy new year 2015.
It's my first date of the new year.
Wishing you all a happy new year on your first date too.
Happy new year 2015.
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A beautiful flower of peace shone bright
Along with the morning sun rise full of light
But a naughty bee came to sting the flower
As jealousy crept in its eyes
couldn't withstand the sight of glowing flower
And a heavy wind blew away all the petals of peace.
Next morning again sun rose to its peak
Spreading the rays of warmth and delight
The flower of Peace once again woke up
On seeing the rays of powerful light.
How can a flower of peace die,
When every sun rays cheers it from all the sides.
Flower of peace is the reflecting diamond,
It will pass on the reflection of light everywhere,
which it receives from the sun.
Flower of peace cannot wither away,
As there is always someone to water and nurture it well.
Please keep on passing this flower of peace one to one
Keep on passing as long as humanity sustains.
Let it spread the message of peace and love.
Let not the Flower Of Peace wither away!
Geetha Jayakumar
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Winter spills
Spine it chills.
Winter severe
Meet with horror.
Meet our rosy
She is foggy.
Foggy winter
Made me cosy.
I cant see you
A big snowman
Between you and me.
Outside I shiver
Blanket is warmer.
Snowflakes falling
I am pulsating.
Pleasant snowfalls
Snowman cheers.
Winter rings the bells of Christmas
Lets us greet the wonderful season of the year.
Death of a year
Birth of next year.
Let us taste the winters flavour of New Year.
Say warmth of cheers to our spills of winter!
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Be careful of this sweet charming guy
He will captivate you with ever sweet loving words
Make you feel very good about him
As he wears a descent look
Don't ever go for his age
As he is quite young at heart
And the very next moment he will pluck your nose.
Well can't help it.
It's his trend
As none dares to question him.
Be careful of sweet words from any sweet charming guy.
Geetha Jayakumar
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I have a heart like you
On every sun rise
It soars so high
On wings of imagination
It shines so well
Wherever it flies,
It laughs on its flight.
On every sun set
It falls down to ground
It looses its shine
It cries on its falls
And hides in dark phases of life
May be somewhere beyond horizon.
Well this the only problem with my heart
Otherwise I have well maintained heart.
Smiles!
Geetha Jayakumar.
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The funeral procession
Moved in silence
Through the empty lane;
Otherwise,
A busier street of,
Puddles during rain,
And those buzzing horns off,
On all by-lanes,
Gave no goosebumps,
As always.
The sumptuous ride,
of the fabulous virus,
Created fear amongst the masses.
The funeral of my friend too
Laid off in silence.
Only a handful loved ones
Could attend her last rites.
I remembered,
Those golden school days,
A few decades back,
Then we shared our tiffin
And gossips together.
Knows not when we lost
The contacts of each other.
Meanwhile, life got busier
With the challenges as ever.
Today,
Her freshness smiles in a frame
Where the breeze couldn’t caress
Her pepper white hairs even in vain.
When I looked back, I realized;
The worth of one’s presence in our precious lives!
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May her soul rest in peace.
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