Sunday, January 30, 2011


Stuck in my own cobwebs,
Within the nooks deep in my heart;
I am unable to break free and make a new start,
Even sunlight seems mere shadow of a once glorious past.

Only the darkness now rules in life’s lonely lane,
With a few dusted memories,
Of joy, of celebration, of bliss, of fame;
I am now a deserted address, no letters for this forgotten name.

My lonesome heart yearns for those friends,
To wipe my tears and hold these shaking hands,
But world bows only to the rising sun;  
The fallen stars are dirt for every one.

(This is written for a superstar of Indian Cinema, whose insolence, rudeness and arrogance shocked me. Stars like him, once shining, are now lost in history, for space at the top is narrow and pitch very slippery. Nothing lasts forever, as the saying goes, ‘This too shall pass’. I hope this hero gets this lesson soon)


  1. very nice..lovely words...
    I hope its not RAJESH KHANNA...

  2. Those who left were never friends, but yes, sometimes we push them away.

  3. Interesting verse... but too good to waste on a rude, insolent person... for whoever that is.. just the following shud be apt...

    Life Sucks.. Life Sucks.. Then you die :P

    A very nice verse.. very touching.. and in the end.. THIS TOO SHALL PASS!! Too good!!

  4. Beautifully written but who who?

  5. Hey! I really like your works... I'm also a little bit of emotional person and I often write down my experiences, feelings and emotion... Your great!

  6. hii harma

    thanks a lot!

    no not him

  7. hii Shrikant


  8. hii annecygens

    thanks lot!

    please keep coming :)

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  10. love the title,
    well done.

  11. Greetings, how are you?
    Your absence is missed, hope you well…
    Write a free verse 4 Poets Rally, enjoy poetic friends, you are invited!

    Hope to see you in,

    Love your poetry talent and looking forward to a profound experience with your input.


  12. I like the title of your blog.. Humming Words. :) It's striking.
    This poem reminds me so much of being-abandoned feelings.
    'Unable to break free and make a new start.' - Although you have written this in a different context, I think it suits better to a different state of mind.. loneliness.

  13. hii Punam

    hehe! thanks a lot :)

    keep coming!

  14. The best line of the poem:
    I am now a deserted address, no letters for this forgotten name.

    Good one...!!

  15. hii Mohan

    thanks a lot :D

  16. Who is the person? Well-penned :)


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