Joke

I’ll always wonder if I was just a joke for you;
an illusion of perfection.. a reality too bold for you?
April 7, 2010

Drowning

The scariest thing about drowning isn’t the realization of impending death… its the sheer panic, of screaming as loud as you can when no one can hear you,
Its not when your eyes begin to glaze and surroundings become a blur… its the realization that your body has turned against you and become an anchor pushing you to your demise… its the utter lack of control that is the scariest part of drowning.

Lack of control is what I’ve feared most, even as my feet are planted firmly on solid earth.

I survived.

A.A.

April 15, 2010

Consequences

I grew thorns to ward off malicious enemies, but my brashness cost me the beauty of friendships. Now i decay in my misery wrapped in a cocoon of spider webs as the world around me blossoms in the bounty of spring…. consequences.

Alienated

I am content with the company of the voices in my head, at least they are dependable. I can withdraw to them at any moment and shut out the gossiping chatters, fussing hands and impatient heartbeats. It IS possible to be lonely in a universe ablaze with life.

Weeping

It s not that time heals all wounds,
…… just blurs the memory and anguish
till the good and bad mesh together into a purple scar
a token of what was, is and never will be again.

Stardust

What am I but a collision of atoms, bonding together in harmony.
Gliding through the universe biding time
Seeking to be sought
To be found and then lost
Till my calling comes
and I morph into something else
like stardust…….

Polarities

Life is a constant struggle between polarities; that which gives you most pleasure also can cause the most sorrow… one that wounds you deeply also provides opportunities to heal … like the sun that warms your flesh but casts a cold shadow on the ground. Without tears of anguish, tears of joy can not be appreciated … without flaws, perfection can not be attained.

Lost chance…

I had searched long and wide

for someone just like you

The poise, the faith, the spirit, the strength

You had it all

So why did I hesitate?

Why did I not reach out and grab the hand you extended?
I blinked.

And you were gone.

I am afraid to believe in third chances.

All I am left with is ghost of a chance or maybe just a ghost.

Perfection

Fruit fly lives only a day,
But its life is perfection,
It sees no light of another day,
But its life is perfection.

(more…)

Single Rose

Among the land of thorns

Stood a ray of hope

Lonely, yet with many friends

But none to trust

(more…)

Enough!

Not a word,
Not another will I bear
Theres nothing I haven’t already heard
Nothing I can stand to hear.
Enough!
(more…)

Handsome stranger

Letting you go would be the hardest thing I ever have to do in my life.
I know it must be done, but as I stand here alone I am clinging to the warm memories of the past. Hoping the laughter we shared will give support to my weakening knees. Or picturing your smiling face will sooth the knots in my stomach and keep me from gaging on the pungent poison of doubt. (more…)

3 Responses to “Poetry”

  1. Aamer Javed Says:

    hold on. these are your own words? do you write poetry as a pastime or hobby?

  2. Arooj Says:

    Aamer
    Yes, this is a short collection of my poems. I write for therapy and expression =) Thanks for dropping by!

  3. Rehan Qayoom Says:

    I didn’t know you had this talent as well. Such beautiful words full of emotion and deep meanings.

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