Paradise Lost

Once upon a while,

A thought makes me smile,

When I think of u all,

With me standing tall.

I had my share of it all,

Laughter and happiness, large and small,

When my friends were around,

All my joys were fully found.

The times were their and mine,

Each moment felt like it was divine,

I felt like it was my reign,

Sadness I could not even feign.

But Alas! It was not to be,

I lost whatever set me free,

Suddenly extinguished whatever shone,

And I was left all alone.

I sat and bitterly wept,

Around me utter darkness crept,

My thoughts were in a tempest,

My heart was utterly without any rest.

How my world had turned around,

All my dreams crashed to the ground,

Now I dare not to dream,

Lest my dreadful countenance be seen.

I have seen the darkness and the light,

Felt the meaning of every slight,

Felt the descent from the highest loft,

Now I know what it means to have PARADISE LOST...............  

Reflections

Life is complicated,

And so am I,

There are so many things to laugh about,

And so many things that make you cry.

Behind that big goofy smile,

And the jovial talk aside,

If you see deep inside,

You will find sadness vast as skies.

Life is beautiful,

That's what they say,

Everybody sees the silver lining,

Nobody notices the clouds grey.

Of old i was pure as crystal,

And my feelings were gentle and brittle,

Now i have been broken and mended again,

With each scar a painful story to say.

But as with the pheonix of lore,

I rise again from my sleep,

From the ashes stronger than before,

Ready to face life's challenges steep.

I've passed through fire and ice,

But the only harm came was to my vice,

Like gold that must be wrought before,

I have been forced to bring my strength to the fore.

So here I am,

Ready to face the world,

Having only my friends to save me,

From this cruel world's hold,

If i have anything which could not be sold,

Then it would be my friends worth their weight in gold,

As they are the anchors in my life,

Holding me forth lest I be swept away by this river of life....

Sadness

Deeper than the deepest trench,

Is hollowness that oceans can't quench,

More eternal than the yuletide,

Is the sadness in me that's deep inside.

I hide behind my hollow pride,

Try to bury these feelings inside,

Tell everyone that it's their folly,

If they find that I am not fun and jolly.

Like a splinter that's wedged in my heart,

A feeling that rips me apart,

Is the pool of darkness that surrounds me,

A monster which constantly consumes me.

I try to leave them behind,

But these feelings catch up like in rewind,

So I am left all alone,

As if these feelings have been cast in stone.

From whence came these thoughts?

Sentiments which have brought everything to naught,

For I don't know who I be.....

Am I a part of sadness or is sadness a part of me?

So it’s time to say farewell,

I hope that you all are swell,

I feel that I am about to be lost,

In this whirlpool which yet feels so soft,

My life is not as it seemed to be,

Here I am and yet I can't find me....

Lost and Found

In the beginning there was a little boy,
He found in the simplest of things joy,
Who looked at the sky in wonder,
And awaited the sound of thunder.

He saw the rainbow and clouds,
He heard the nightingale sing aloud,
And in that he found paradise,
Until others thought to make him wise.

They said it is but a fool's task,
To look at nature and in its glory bask,
The wise do not ponder in such trifles,
And thus his joy was made to stifle.

He grew older and became wiser,
And he stopped wasting his time on such trifles,
Yet in his heart there was forever a long,
To again listen to nature"s beautiful song.

But his desires were not meant to be,
And his sorrow no one cared to see,
It was not his enemies but his friends,
Who made his true joy end.

Bound he was now in chains,
And all his efforts came nought to gain,
His cage was made of love and affection,
And it made his torment beyond comprehension.

But to his surprise and wonder,
God sent along an angel in all his splendour,
One who freed him from his prison,
And saw the light in his vision.

Prettier than the prettiest woman,
Was the sight of sun rising to the heavens,
Sweeter than the most melodious sound,
Was the sound of breeze flowing abound.

Thus found at last was what he had lost,
And the boy learnt to pay the cost,
You do not value it until you are bound,
And then is the value of freedom found.