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Remember me Poems!
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
The fear of death is universal.
But what lies beneath that fear
Is the terror of insignificance.
Of not being remembered.
Not counting
Rev. Lyle Cutty '58
The Class by Erich Segal
I want to be remembered by the following poems i wrote ages ago…for whom these poems are dedicated…and for the feelings attached to every line composed during idle moments…
As I Look Up to See

The night sky is my sanctuary In her womb I always bury The phantoms of my memory With her I lose all my worries And all other different stories At times when things seem to fail me When even my soul is empty I raise my face to her heavens And keep still as the night deepens While everything else just softens But night sky stays just for a while Giving comfort in her own style Dawn shuts her away from my sight To make way for the sun so bright Needless to say, I'll be alright For night sky will always be there Filled with diamonds all over One lost soul looks up for comfort As if she is the last resort In this world filled up with distorts
I am writing again
I feel the inspiration To put things into writing It seldom comes, yes it does And before it fades away I grab my pen and paper Lie on my belly and write Diff'rent words and diff'rent thoughts Can't find space; not for them all To fit in a single poem Powered by a single theme Words, I can't find the right words It's stupidly frustrating! At least i have a title But what about it? What now? I'm losing it…not again! All my thoughts are as confused As my feelings are for him My inspiration, my love Passion fuels my writing My whole being, my whole life But the source of my passion Which gives birth to my writing Comes ever so rarely…Damn! Messy and complicated I've held out for everything Words, thoughts, I've written them all My paper is full; my pen Almost out of its red ink There's no coherence, no sense Glad, I'm writing again.
I want to write About love Not right, Why? No… I think It feels good To write of love Love that's so near Yet so far Too close? Not! You, You're mine In my dreams Only in thoughts It hurts to think You're with her Not mine Sigh! LOVE It's easy Easier To write about Still There
I still want you I still do… Even if I'm blue Because of you I still breathe you Suffocated though I still owe you My existence I still dream you In surreal pieces Yet so vivid Your face and kisses I still hear you Amidst the noise Only your voice It's true! It lays dormant This feeling But still there Stranded… Not hopeless Just waiting… Until I hear from you. My would be all
Sunrise to you I am always turned Would I be a sunflower… Following your every movement Always reaching for your warmth Sunshine, don't leave… Raindrops fall upon a weary grassland Would I be a castaway seed… Longing for your touch of life Your tears for my fears Rainfall, don't go… Winds blow softly along rustling leaves Would I be a colorful kite… Carried by your mighty wings Off to Neverland and mermaids Zephyr, don't fade… Would I be many things… Sufficed by your very presence Would I be your only, Or would I be your folly? Either way, I see no diff'rence Would I be all these things… For you, only you… I would gladly be Your would be all. I'm Out Here
A clear sky without stars A barren land stretched for miles An ocean sparkling beneath the moonlight All of them empty and lonely Yet none surpasses my plight Empty moments, devoid of feelings My very existence portrays a big joke A lonely lamppost on an empty street A leaf left clinging on a dying tree An owl perched atop a birch tree All of them in solitaire Yet none compares to my state Alone with nothing but pain Needing, wanting, longing It's so cold out here; I shiver I'm out here braving the cold Enduring the pain alone I whisper between shallow smoky breaths "Will someone come to my rescue?" Alone and Worse
I am alone… Is there anything worse? Greeting the morning with just my smile No one to wake up with No one to wake me with butterfly kisses It's so sad Lonesome… Walking around the campus on my own No one to hold hands with Or exchange sweet nothings with It's just sick Insane! Watching the sunset by myself No shoulder to rest my head upon No arms wrapped nicely around my waist It's lonely Stupid! Going to bed…just me No one to snuggle with but pajamas Nothing to keep me warm but the covers It's so cold Crazy! There isn't anything worse… Than me alone.
The last one is written after all these years of waiting…an affirmation…soon to be a song…thanks Chet (my brother) for the music! This Time It's for Real Now I can fin'lly say it Not just pretend I'm done with this make believe I'm done with hoping Done for good… And it's for real. Time made such a big diff'rence I've grown out of This feeling that's so far-fetched I shot the moon Hit big time Now it's for real I'm ready to rise again No more drowning Been into deep for so long I'm back again On the shore Yes, it's for real Fin'lly I can smile again Somebody came With a parachute for me No more falling Just in time Glad it's for real… This time. 













