Winter rules your life
you, your spirit are frozen
Spring shall end its reign.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Burial of his Dead Heart
All attempts have failed to revive
It is not ready to strive
Pounding hearts witness brutality live
Someone they know is left bleeding
Hungry dogs got a nice feeding
The owner of the heart
Knew from the start
But he got stuck in the whirlpool
And look what is left
Shreds of love and care
Strewn here and there
A clear sign of a savage massacre
Now it is time for the holy burial
The priest has come for the ceremony
He raised his hand to declare his supremacy
“We have gathered for the burial of his dead heart”
The crowd nodded
Bereft of hope they have accepted the unaccepted
“Now I shall read some false beliefs from the book of love quotes” he grins
“I want a pair of slaughtered dove to mark the end of what they called love” he ordered
The grand ceremony concluded
Now hatred shall prevail
Let it consume your hearts
Let it blacken it
Let it feel the hatred
Love doesn’t live here anymore
As it rests six feet under.
It is not ready to strive
Pounding hearts witness brutality live
Someone they know is left bleeding
Hungry dogs got a nice feeding
The owner of the heart
Knew from the start
But he got stuck in the whirlpool
And look what is left
Shreds of love and care
Strewn here and there
A clear sign of a savage massacre
Now it is time for the holy burial
The priest has come for the ceremony
He raised his hand to declare his supremacy
“We have gathered for the burial of his dead heart”
The crowd nodded
Bereft of hope they have accepted the unaccepted
“Now I shall read some false beliefs from the book of love quotes” he grins
“I want a pair of slaughtered dove to mark the end of what they called love” he ordered
The grand ceremony concluded
Now hatred shall prevail
Let it consume your hearts
Let it blacken it
Let it feel the hatred
Love doesn’t live here anymore
As it rests six feet under.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Moonlight, Stars and You
her face shines
she admires the beauty of that white ball
up in the sky
like a little child
like a little angel
myriad gleaming things surround the white ball
as if they are displaying a beautiful show for you
merrily you count them and childishly ask
if you can have two of them
I look at them and tell them to come to you
they come down and she gives them lovely names
one is joy and other is love
delightful they rest on her palms
O the moonlight, stars and her.
she admires the beauty of that white ball
up in the sky
like a little child
like a little angel
myriad gleaming things surround the white ball
as if they are displaying a beautiful show for you
merrily you count them and childishly ask
if you can have two of them
I look at them and tell them to come to you
they come down and she gives them lovely names
one is joy and other is love
delightful they rest on her palms
O the moonlight, stars and her.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Wisdom Haiku June 18, 2012
The sun hides behind
I grab my black umbrella
mighty droplets fall.
~0~0~0~
Muddy thoughts and chaos
I sit down with my palms joined
altar of wisdom.
Unrequited Love
The world halts and vanishes for him
As you arrive
Slow motion
In fact no commotion
The lady in blue
Behind you
Vanishes in an instant
Confirming the aforementioned statement
He adores you
You sit there with no clue
They say unrequited love is the purest
But fail to complete that it won’t ever manifest
Your heart is killed and brought back to life
A million times, each and every day
He is hoping against hope
His heart hanging from the rope
What he doesn’t want to hear is ‘Nope’
I met him yesterday
Busy making her sculptor with clay
And tells me, “now she is here to stay”
My core aches to see him
Giving up on someone who might adore him
Love is a two way process
I tell him to get out of this mess
He is busy crafting her sculptor
Unaware that his core has a little rupture
As blood of his emotions continue to roll down
She is there
Unaware
I wonder how to end this
On a happy note
With two lovers entwining fingers
Or on a deplorable one
with a bleeding heart and dead hope.
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Kreative Blogger Award
It was an ordinary day and I was checking my blog, reading comments on my latest post Lock Haiku Take 2, little I knew that a pleasant surprise was waiting for me. Pranita who has a lovely blog, Miracles Happen nominated me for the Kreativ Blogger Award. I am truly honored Pranita. This is my first blog award and certainly holds a special place in my heart. Now it is my turn to appreciate and honor some of my fellow bloggers who have touched my soul through their writing and photography.
The rules of accepting this award are as follows:
1. Thank the blogger who nominated you!
2. Share ten little known things about yourself.
3. Nominate six other bloggers for the award and inform them of their win... Fun!
Ten little known things about Tarun Mazumdar:
1. He loves winter more than summer (strictly not because of his love for black metal).
2. He is planning to have a mango style wedding.
3. He loves to eat and eat and eat. He seldom experiences foodogasm but when he does....
4. He loves poetry and his alter ego loves to create sadist poems (absolutely fictional).
5. He loves to hit the gym and work out.
6. He wants to become Bruce Lee.
7. He thinks Hatebreed is the best band for gyms.
8. He can spend 30 grands for one show of Cannibal Corpse.
9. He worships Cannibal Corpse.
10. He loves to cook and spaghetti in olive oil is his specialty.
The tough part has finally come. I need to nominate six great bloggers who have blown my mind in the recent past. Damn! this is tough...
so there you go
1. Jaskiran
2. Shikha
3. Grace
5. Leo
Thanks!
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