Knowing Me...

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If I say I'm just a teenager leading a life as normal as it can get, I sort of defy what I stand for. Its not all that easy but it has its moments. I like those moments when they come along and they bring with them a significant amount of emotion, which I only began expressing in words at age 7. Since then, its all about the writing. It gets to certain people and some just don't get it! But I think that its important for me to write because that is maybe the only talent that exists in me [not denying the presence of good enough speech to win a few here and there =P] There is little I know and there is much I simply yap about but I make sure that if its really got to be said, it better be said, however in the wrong or right. I feel much. There are lot of things I plainly observe and those are sort of the things that I adore writing about. I'm inspired by minute details and small things that have a huge impact much later on. There is much more to me that most know and many have bothered not about. Not like I want them to. But I'd like to be known. And that's what I think I stand for, being known beyond what is known. =D

Thursday, March 10, 2011


No taste for seasons
as if there were none.
No joy or sorrow meant
for battles lost or won.
craving, yearning
for any kind of love,
a pining soul dying under
weighty decisions made above.

No care for natural beauty
for no concern she'd heard,
Neither a cackle of geese
nor a chirrup of birds
Emotionless she stood
Sleepless she lay
Dreaming, wishing
for vitality to be taken away.

Oh for a change of climate,
oh for a glimpse of the glory
possibly an anecdote, long-forgotten
or a childhood story?
oh for a wish to wish,
or a chance to relive
maybe a passer by who could
out of goodness, give?

but no second glances come
towards her countenance
none yielding to her look
that sought acceptance
ignored, abandoned
and fearful still
living in squalor
out of His free will...

[any suggestions for a title would be welcome]