A true friend is someone I have always longed for. And it was during one of those lonely moments, I found solace in poetry.
I take immense pleasure in letting my emotions out through words that find a secret, sacred place in my poetry notebook. I dream my dreams here, I vent my anger here, I shed my tears here, I smile my smiles here, and I pen down my words of wisdom here.
As I flip through it’s pages, I realize how much I have endured in life and how much I have enjoyed. The stained memories of failures and successes have been captured here for eternity.
To me, it is more than just a bunch of papers. It has taught me to be my own friend, it has helped me explore my inner self,and it has enabled me to make a verse out of every worse situation.
So it remains, till date, to be my most priced possession.
well poetry can really pour out ones feelings... and when u read it back... it just makes u feel so nice... :)
ReplyDeleteHv u released all those pages from your notebook, in this blog? I have seen only few of your expressions.. hope to see more... but write about ur happy moments too.
ReplyDeleteThe recent ones are mostly heart broken ones..
Smyta,
ReplyDeleteIt's true. And am sure it would be nice to hear your side of it too.
Aarthy,
Yeahhh... Reading our own stuff is always a pleasure. I do it with my blog posts too. It never gets boring for me !!!
Ram,
ReplyDeleteNo, there are lots that aren't released in this blog. Maybe I shall do that slowly. Too much of poetry here can get a bit monotonous.
And ofcourse there are happy ones too. You would get to see them too here.
Ganga,
Rightfull said :o)
Yes, the solace would be unmatched, I am sure. Thats a nice snap too..:)
ReplyDeleteNithya,
ReplyDeleteThanks. I just chose a random page from the notebook and clicked using my webcam.
i had this nice classy black book with pages made of cool handmade paper where i made poetry outa prosaic stuff. quite cryptic it was. but not crypic enuf for my dad. he did decipher what i wrote and it doesnt exist anymore! :(
ReplyDeleteKavi Somu-ji... now tazz a truly priced possession u have there...
ReplyDeleteKeep it flowing...
J,
ReplyDeleteThe key is to keep it far far away from the eyes of those who are a potential threat to their existence ;o)
Optimist,
Sure thing dude... The kavi mazhai will keep flowing :o)
Hey Soms,
ReplyDeleteSo where are all those poems? Secret kya? What is your typing speed, i mean, you know...
i think you know what am i trying to say :o)
PS: BTW, Somu's got cute handwriting!! At least one can decipher what's written. Dont kill me!
And one last question for the day, did your voice reflect something real? I mean you were sounding something worse than what you sound in office. It didnt look like you were at home. You sounded better while you were leaving office!! Do I talk a lot? Sorry dude you got to bear with it, there's no way out!
what is mazhai??
ReplyDelete(Ya people there IS in fact a language class going on out here.)
Sonal,
ReplyDeleteYeah there are few hidden poems. But I think u have read most of them in my Sify blogs, except for few that ended up being way too personal.
Well my voice really has not been all that great of late. And I guess i should be sorry, for not being able to spend much time.
And Kavi Mazhai (Shud have been Kavidhai Mazhai) would mean Poetic showers !
"Memories,all closed and hidden in the those pages,sometimes they make me smile and sometimes they make me cry,but its all mine,too precious and close to my heart" Isnt it somu:)
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