Best Poems Written by Deepti Dmello

Being Me

Words are finite sometimes, for what you want to express

Dark Thoughts are infinite sometimes, when the wrong words are not suppressed

Wheels of life are driven by the actions thoughts and these words u say

A wrong move takes you on a journey unplanned in an unexpected way

You hinder, you curse, you fight, you cry

And life follows the path you may not have desired

You call it destiny, you call it bad luck

But it’s always the outcome of what you have done

And most of the times because what you have not done

Desires and reality are always such an irony

You swim through storms, you fight the odds, you cross the mountains

In a hope to meet, at the other end, your dreams and colourful fountains

But then you look back with triumph and power, feeling like a conqueror

And then realise, your helplessness to achieve, dreams lost long and u a failed warrior

Life still goes on till your stream of blood flows

A spark of hope still exists, amongst the darkness of anger, devastation grief, it glows

You absorb the darkness and ignore the hope

You blame the people, you blame the god,

With jealousy, hatred, rejection, despair filled within you

You take the life on a path, filled with gravels

And then you complain Life is such a rough ride, not worth the travel

But the hope still ignites

It still awaits for you to ride this chariot of life on a better path

You question the hope sometimes

The path of hope with hurdles many and with dreams unfulfilled

How can it still free you from the pain and promise a better life

Hope smiles shyly and says

If I had promises any and dreams which come with guarantees and warrantees

Dreams would be finite, with limitations many

Sky no longer would seem pretty

And stars would seem like a waste of galaxy

Yes my path has bumps and end result is unpredictable

But I am always the reason to make life pleasurable.

The time you absorb this hope and rise again

They say your life has taken a transforming U turn and back on right trail.

Your desires may be new, your fights will be different

And to be honest desires and reality will always be an irony

There will always be time of sadness, pain and defeat

But to rise from it and cling to hope

Your passion, your spirit, your outlook

Will make this reality good when you close your life book!!!

Copyright © Deepti Dmello | Year Posted 2016