Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Wish I was a Psycho...

Wednesday, February 15, 2012


Have you ever tried,
Going on a different side,
To stand on your crown,
And see the world upside down,
Those stars that are miracles,
Will shine on your body as sparkles,
Go crazily mad in rain,
With a feeling that's totally insane,
Why to care for world,
Why to even care for me, I'm whirled,
Can I swirl the twirl,
To let me whirl,
Don't even know location of starvation,
Because I won't have plantation of synchronization,
Shall I even try?
To laugh with a little cry,
Shall I even defy the blue sky,
And go beyond a planet nearby,
What's wrong in being abnormal,
I just wanna be a bit informal,
So that I could even question the question,
And express the expression,
Different from all matters,
Is their world that never shatters,
Wish I could let everything go,
Wish I was a psycho...!

-Vaibhav Varun

           While we all are busy with our own problems, our own issues and concerns, there are some magical people who live life with their own grace, their own enjoyment, their own way- tension free way! A mad is one who never cares for what is happening around him, he just gets lost in his own world. And believe me if you are mad, if you look at your own goals without thinking of anything else, you'll be successful.

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One more time, One more rhyme!

Friday, December 16, 2011

Have gotta pen, got a paper,
Things go on as they kiss each other,
And yeah, a slow musical sound,
Trembling my mind as a wound,
Waiting for tide and time,
So I composed this rhyme,
I love to be loved,
Even loved the hatred,
My mind for a while,
Is like an unintentional baby's smile,
Not even a trial, no denial,
Poetry takes me to a wonderland exile,
I wish I could get,
Things I would never bet,
A new breath, new glow,
New mind- this time a bit slow,
So that it makes new feelings,
As a new fruit from new saplings,
I am a soul that flies,
Am a feeling that never dies!

- VAIBHAV VARUN

No words...now that's what poetry is for me!

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