Raghav's Ramblings..

The 23rd Floor.

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Sun, 26 Jun 2011 20:38:06 PDT

As I sit facing the Swan river

On the building's Twenty-Third floor,

I still cannot believe the hard truth

That my Phone will not ring anymore!

There was breeze and sunshine

Just as my days were till you'd left,

It suddenly became very dark outside

I guess the nature too knew I'm bereft!

The clouds slowly began to melt

And the birds found it tough to fly,

I too broke into tears in a moment

Only you must know the reason why!

While it's raining I dazed at the roads

And nothing seemed to be visible,

I realized that it's same with us

The thought itself is nothing but horrible.

Then came the sun with a rainbow

A surprise that only lasted for a while,

You came in and gave me glimmer of hope

And now moved away from me many a mile!

Soon the nature has changed its mood

With the clouds making way to blue skies,

I went berserk and hit my fists on the wall

Dear, the pain you left will never make me wise.

-- Raghav!

The Limbo Of Self-Love

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Wed, 11 May 2011 04:08:10 PDT

I wasn't in love with a person
All through my life and at every moment,
But I was always in love with a special one
For the reason that is still not known.

As I began to like that person
I failed to realize how I offended others,
When I forced my wants and desires
And when they weren't ready for them.

As I went on to love that person
I haven't understood how I hurted others,
When I didn't bother to care for them
And when they expected for it in heaps.

As I accompanied my soul with that person
I couldn't recognize how I demeaned others,
When I was adamant that I'm always right
And when they are sure I wasn't indeed.

As I time traveled with that person
I refused to accept how I affected others,
When I neglected to give them happiness
And when they were certain they'd get it.

As I felt obsessed with that person
I never reconciled on how I deserted others,
When my Love is a preoccupation of "Myself"
And When they figured out I'm in Love with "ME".

"Self-love functions with Brain I and Brain II. One of them used to be an organ that beats very often. No goodies for guessing it right!" ~ Raghav!

Mon Amour..!

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Wed, 11 May 2011 06:54:05 PDT

She isn't a twinkling little star,

She isn't a fascinating fairy!

But without her name I'm afraid,

I'd never be able to fill my diary!

She isn't a charm from my dream,

She isn't a bliss of harmony.

But without her company I'm afraid,

I'd never be able to figure out my destiny!

She isn't an angel from the sky,
She isn't a goddess to worship.
But without her presence I'm afraid,
I'd never be able to define a relationship!

-Raghav.

So I Think, I Live.

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 00:24:54 PST

Life's a collection of different perspectives.

Perspectives inturn give me too many questions.

The very moment when I find all the answers,

for the countless questions I have, life ends.

Not mine, but of the questions!!

New questions arise when I ponder more.

If there weren't any questions, there isn't my life.

But, perspectives do exist even if I don't.

So, I live my life amidst all the perspectives.

Not mine, but of the nature!!

The riason d'etre of my existence is to find

answers to the puzzles that nature had created.

I, human being, being the creature of this nature,

play time traveler to reveal the unknown secrets.

Not mine, but of the perspectives!!

"And so I think, I live". Raghav!

Scintillescent, She should be..

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 23:43:04 PST

Sparkling Eyes..

Charismatic Looks..

Immaculate Thoughts..

Novel Ideas..

Tenacious Dreams..

Interpid Actions..

Loquacious Talks..

Lucent should be her luminous eyes,

Equally effervescent must be the looks,

Suave should be her succint thoughts,

Cognitive must be the cogent ideas,

Enamored should be her exotic dreams,

Nurtured must be the nuant actions,

Terse should be her tantalizing talks.

"Therefore, Scintillescent she should be.." Raghav!

Screams Of My Consciousness

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 00:37:59 PST

How do I explain those feelings?

They make me powerless and they're are unclear.

How do I face those miseries?

They give me grief and they're humiliating.

How do I wipe those frustrations?

They push me into darkness and they're obscure.

How do I avoid those adversities?

They do not let me breathe and they're suffocating..

How do I overcome those fears?

They chase me in my dreams and they're ghostly.

How do I comfort those wounds?

They pull me down to my knees and they're hurting.

How do I challenge those agitations?

They suck the sap in my mind and they're vulnerable.

"Some Screams Of My Consciousness" - Raghav!

Those Colours Never Fade..

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 00:37:42 PST

I saw that pretty woman blushing,

Walking besides the blue-green sea.

The Sun soon stood up in attention..

It isn't a hazy, lazy morning anymore.

The pale white Sands on the beach,
Quickly turned sensuous in yellow.
I Blame it on the midas touch..
Of the truly holy, lovely feet of hers.

I blindly followed them all the way,
Those aren't just the footprints.
But are the special "foot-pressions"..
Of that sparkling dazzling, living angel.

She pressed, compressed this heart,
Impressed my dumb, numb soul.
Strings of this dusted, rusted violin..

Never soulfully vibrated in melody.

She splashed hard all the colours,
On this bare, white-walled heart!
Nothing seemed much brighter to me..
And those colors would never ever fade.

"Love's the color, Life's the art. Both together - It's a masterpiece"! Raghav.

Would you still walk away??

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 00:38:33 PST

Would you afford to lose it?
when you knew it's all yours.
Would you not let it go away??
when it's craving to be of another's.

Would you prefer to walk slow?
when you knew it's taking off.
Would you not run behind it??
when it's flying too high and too far .

Would you wait till tomorrow?
when you knew it's already late.
Would you not make it happen??
when it's leaving to keep you at bay.

Would you ponder sitting quiet??
when you knew it's difficult to be.
Would you not express it aloud?
when it's listening for one last time.

Would you prefer to be alone?
when you knew it's gonna be hell.
Would you not try to be grab it?
when it's stretching a hand forward.

Would you still opt to walk away??
when you knew it's not yet over.
Would you not be happy again?
when it's all part of one's beautiful life.

"Some thoughts daunt and few memories haunt"! Raghav.

Bruised But Not Broken!

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 00:38:56 PST

I'm still running fast to try stand still,

Breathing very hard to beat the heat!.

Though many things went against my will,

I'm requiting to get back to my fleet!

I'm lagging behind to move fast forward,
Cleaving, clinging to retain any lost chance!
Though cowardly acts turned me wayward,
I'm rebuilding stance for any circumstance!

I'm falling to pieces to stick them back,
Presuming to convey that I can survive! .
Though tough times did whack and crack,
I'm reforming to thrive, revive and arrive!

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I'm bruised but not broken, I can recoup,

Unifying myself to obtain absolution!

Though the past refused to give a hope,

I'm retaliating for a better conclusion!

"A broken mirror's still a mirror". Raghav!

Software. Cookware. Footwear.

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 00:39:21 PST

Work to bada bore hain..kyun ki it is software.
Office mein aadha zindagi..Masti ka pata hai nowhere!

Lies nahi ye sach hain..maa ki kasam and swear.
Truth to hai really nanga..Angrezi mein bole to bare!

Everyone ko dena hai..zara sa pyaar aur zara care.
Boss ko yeh bhi nahi pata..saala hai sabka nightmare!

Salary bhi hai bahut kam..Jab kare sabse compare.
Increment to hoga hi nahi..ab aasha nahi sirf hai despair!

Troubles se nikalne ke liye..mujhe mat hona hai scare.
Fight karna hai khud se..hoga zaroor wear and tear!

Life is very short and choti..maarna hai fourth gear.
Risk loonga ab mere bhai ..karta hoon thoda sa dare!

Nice lagaa to yeh poem..kariye friends se aap share.
Copy math karna mere bhai..Raho Shamsher se Beware!

~By The Way

Raghav Kumar ne kiya hai..this poem ka prepare.
Mistakes hai to give comments.. karunga phir se repair!

Independence Day!

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 00:39:45 PST

Independence is selfishly yours when you think you have it only for you. It is universally ours when we feel responsbile that everyone needs it!

Happy Independence Day!

Raghav - "I'm Proud to be an Indian and lot ought to do to make India proud"!

Nothin's gonna change my life.

noreply@blogger.com (Raghava Kumar) — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 00:40:14 PST

Nothing's gonna change my life.