on unfinished books

some times i am not able to finish a book and i feel its perfectly  normal to drop them back to the library maybe the story is not for us maybe its better like that .

book 

i don't know - prose

I still don't know when I read about Rumi I think it was accidental just the way I found my way through blogosphere and I was struck by his words but I never knew one day I myself would be searching my own way out of words
I don't know how or why words why this urge to write it all on pages knowing one day I myself will be dust all I know maybe one day I will be free maybe one day I wont be trapped trying always a way to speak
I don't know where these words will reach what will be the fate but as a poet that's not my job I am meant to hold the pen not wait and watch
I don't know why this fear why the inhibition why we are scared to hold it all why we need to write why poems one by one ..
I don't know,

happiness - micropoetry

And when she stopped
Searching happiness
Elsewhere she realised
Happiness was always
There in her heart ...

Painting and poetry copyright @notyet100

poets life - micropoetry

What is reality
Of poets life
You will never know
As they burn in
Their pain daily
To write poetry ...

just be mine - micropoetry

I don't promise you
a beautiful life
But yes slowly
As you understand
Me maybe you will
start loving me for
Now will you just
Be mine ....

Image and poem copyright @notyet100

melody of stars - micropoetry

 I don't watch
Sky to listen
Melody of stars
Or search
Shooting stars
I gaze at it to
See moon as I know
You do the same always...

like the silence - poetry

Like the silence
Needs storm..
Like the sky
Need stars ...
Just like that I
Need you always ..
To hold me when
I am breaking down...
By
notyet100

broken wings - a poem

broken wing - a poem

This is not
A story
Of you or me
But of everyone
On life's journey ..

We are born to live
But sometimes we
Feel suffocated
As if theres no freedom
And our wings have been cut ...

We try to fly
With broken wings
And bruised heart
By trying to cross
Barbed wire and
Getting more hurt
In the process..

How deep is the
Pain don't ask
We try to seek
Happiness through pain
Try to shine on
With tears gleaming
In our eyes as we
Know theres no end...

We try to find
Refuge by writing
Our insane thoughts
And thinking this
Will bring us happiness
But this is just a support
To carry on with a smile forever ...

Hundred of way
To  find happiness
But some days not
Even one works
We feel lost fighting
Our own crippling fear ...

But maybe this is
Also  a way to teach
Us things we will never know'
To tell us divine light
Exists in us and we
Alone can make
A new way for us..

Poem and image copyright2015 notyet100


 

words help me breathe - a poem

In my satin eyes
I have many dreams
If you look closely
You will Be lost
In the cerulean depth
Of the eyeballs but
Still wont be able
To decipher what all
Is hidden there ....
Had forgotten to live
My eyes had forgotten
To see dream
Then with awakening
I realised
That life is passing by
And since then I haven't
Stopped
Its been a roller coaster
Ride for my exiled  heart
If you read slowly my verse
You will find hidden meaning there
Few dark angels in my life
Taught me lot all the while
Breaking me open to say it all
Whenever I would reach
Melting point and wouldn't tolerate
So yes I am living a new life
Words help me breathe and in
Words I want to die
Within I am free to
Say it all words give me
Wings to cross thousand miles,..