Showing posts with label #4linepoetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #4linepoetry. Show all posts

Sunday, May 13, 2012

#4linepoetry - Themes: Week 3

Theme: Perseverance
He had climbed half the peak when he felt like quitting,
But then he remembered this as what he dreamt of always - sleeping, standing or sitting.
Perseverance took the better of him and he went ahead to climb the peak,
Today, he feels proud that he did not let that moment make him feel weak.

Theme: Blues
Monday morning blues, everything seems like a pain.
What further pisses off is the traffic jam caused by a bit of rain.
Come closer to Friday and you start counting hours,
You start making plans for the evening to hit a few bars. 

Theme: Lights
Every year, It brought with it a glimmer of hope,
And help Raju when he thought, he would slide down the depression slope.
Looking at all the lights around him on Diwali made Raju jump in glee,
Begging on the streets of Delhi made him feel bonded and he wanted to run free. 

Theme: Grace
They kept waiting for ten years,
Every passing year was just adding to their fears.
Finally a miracle happened and brought them lot of joy,
By God’s grace, they became parents to twins – a girl and a boy. 

Theme: Colours
A shade of grey is how he defined his character,
According to him, playing such roles was a true mark of an actor.
It is amazing how colours can define who and how you are,
People advise that if he is a shade of white then be close to him and if he is a black character then just go far. 

Theme: Vision
The goals seem virtually impossible at the start,
Converting it to something achievable takes gumption and heart.
A visionary brings such a belief amongst all,
And then everyone gets ready to face the pessimists like a wall. 

Theme: Small Joys
A toffee, a balloon, a game of ludo with my grandfather. These used to be some of the small joys.
Today, happiness is what I search for even after buying the most expensive toys.
As a kid, I always wanted to grow up soon.
Today I would love to go back to those times and enjoy a cartoon. 

Theme: Salsa 
He was mesmerized when he saw her burn the dance floor,
He thought he would never get tired and would always want to see more.
Salsa was her soul, her second skin. It was her life,
She never imagined that he will force her to stop dancing after she became his wife. 

Theme: Woods 
Sitting by the bonfire, singing countryside songs.
Bonding and camaraderie on the rise with everyone dancing along.
All of them will remember this night as the best of their times,
Let me now end this poem as all of this rhymes. 

Theme: Fear 
Today, darkness sends a chill down the little girl’s spine, 
Because two years back her father left her. Once, she used to tell people “He is only mine”. 
Loneliness brings with it an unexplained fear, 
The only comforting factor for her is when her mother’s lap is near. 

Theme: Party 
Music was blaring, the party was at a full blast,
Everybody was dancing to the beats, sometime slow and sometimes fast.
This style of partying was the first of its kind,
Where the iPods were plugged to their ears and people were grooving to the grind.



Sunday, April 1, 2012

#4linepoetry - Themes: Week 2

Theme: Faith
Fired from his job, lost his love, met with an accident and yet they told him to keep the faith alive,
He was not surprised with what they said but rather by his own will to survive.
He knew he'd have to start from scratch and it won't be an easy ride,
But then it is only the courageous who overcome all odds and sail the tide.

Theme: Attire
The proof was clearly visible from his attire and his boots,
That this city was clearly not where he had his roots.
Getting used to this lifestyle will be tough,
But then even a diamond is initially pulled out from the rough.

Theme: Painting
The canvas came to life with a stroke of a brush,
What followed next was a lot of patience and very little rush.
The masterpiece made after two years of efforts got its due,
When at the auction the bid was being made by not one or two but quite a few.  

Theme: Rose
Whether its a poetry or a prose,
Everything looks beautiful when the subject is a rose.
No wonder it is the king of flowers,
To see its serene beauty, wait for the showers.

Theme: Courage
Big words have no meaning if you don't walk the talk,
Staying true to your works is never a cake walk.
Grit and determination have to be your friends,
These are qualities which these days are not very popular trends.

Theme: Teenage
Now that I look back, I think teenage was the age to be,
Stress was a word in the dictionary and the mind was completely free.
A bit of tantrum and parents would take care of all you need,
Even though rebellious streak made me not pay any heed.

Theme: College
New found freedom, class bunks and proxy attendance formed a large part of college,
One never realized that in between all of this, you all picked up lot of knowledge.
If given a chance, one would always want to go back to those days,
Where the road was not very clear but yet we were all trying to form our own pathways.

Theme: Time
He tried everything. Locking it, holding it and even grabbing it in his hand,
But every instance, it just flowed out like loose sand.
He forgot that possessing time cannot be achieved by anyone,
Because time and tide wait for none.



Saturday, March 24, 2012

#4linepoetry - Themes: Week 1 (Mar 15 - Mar 22, 2012)

Theme: Beaches
I asked her preference 'Beaches or Mountains?'
She responded 'Waterfalls and fountains'.
I told her compatibility will then be an issue.
She was crying but I walked off after handing her a tissue.

Theme: Chips
A packet of chips and a bottle of beer,
Sachin's 100 100s needed everyone to cheer.
All the celebrations went out for a toss,
After such a glorious moment, it was painful to see India's loss.

Theme: Terrace
It was on the terrace when he first saw her.
That she was married was a thought that did not occur.
Dreams of a life with her, he started to make.
Without realizing that knowing the truth is something he won't be able to take.

Theme: Soul
He came to the city to earn lot of money and fame. 
A successful business got him all of this and a huge name. 
Achieving all of this had its effect and took its toll.
In this process, he just did not realize when he lost his soul.

Theme: Mirrors
“How could you do this to me?”, he asked her. 
She could execute such a devious plan still seemed like a blur. 
“Don’t be surprised. After all that you had done, I had to save my honour, 
So what I have done is nothing but shown you a mirror.”

Theme: Memories
The paper had become yellow and crinkled,
Similar to his face that had become pale and wrinkled.
But the memories that they brought out were as fresh as dew,
Reflecting various moments of his life as he grew.
Theme: Lips
I clearly remember it was a rainy night,
We were drenched completely but I still embraced her tight.
Our lips met and it was magic.
Four years later, when we separated, it was tragic.

Theme: SMS/Emails
The year was 2002 when not all of us had a cell phone.
The STD booth on campus is where we would go to hear our mother's familiar tone.
Today, SMS is free and emails are easy.
But I am not sure people's relationships are so breezy.