Battling Minds – a melancholic strain


During the last three years in Rachana (School) I kind of discovered my passion to write. Also these were the years when we were introduced to the works of Shakespeare and Frost. It introduced me to myriad of new words wanting me to use them all in my poems. So here goes one such attempt in standard 10th in the memory of my first pet, a turtle called Gicoo.


Thunderstorms blew with full might,
Breaking the silence of the night.
The sea was scowling and shrieking,
The waves were raging white.

The shore had grown fatal.
The sky stood raging dark.
The wind grew wilder and wilder,
And the night turned drearier and dreairer.

The anguish in my heart was unbearable,
The bond was completely unbreakable,
I stood on the sandy shore,
With tears streaming down my eyes.

My heart wept like the drizzle,
My knees touched the shore,
The loss was forever,
And the gone would never come back.

I trampled over the sandy shore,
The sore in my heart prevailed.
I was dismayed by the incident,
Which left me grieving and bereft.

What hurt, was that winsome face;
Those beautiful serene eyes.
Which were now, nothing
But a dissipating memory.
What remained was a lonely heart,
The lamented in agony and distress.

Those memories flowed back to me,
Those happy moments at the glen,
Those sweet moments together,
Left me bemoaning in solitude.

The dawn broke and the sun rose,
The birds chirped with zeal,
The sky stood blue and divine,
The sea was vast and calm.

I curbed my agony and solitude,
Fought the feeling of dissolution,
Conquered my bereft heart, and
Wiped away those tears.

With the first blessing of the sun,
And the first swish of the breeze,
I began my life anew and afresh,
With ecstasy, enrapture and enthrall.





Have you ever been lonely?
I am sure you all have.
You feel abandoned; worthless; despondent.
It’s like a never ending abyss.
It creeps into the deepest
And the purest part of you
And drains you completely.
You feel helpless and
Utterly disappointed.
You don’t know if you want to
Blame yourself
Or your neighbour.
Or the world, for that matter.
They all say that they will be there.
Sacred pinky promises were made.
Vows of brotherhood taken.
In good times and bad,
Just give me a call
And ill be there, they said.
They, who?

One day,
The most awkward,
Out of the world situation
Arrives at your doorstep.
And you are pulled into the shambles.
It’s like a chain.
An eldritch one too.
The harder you try to get away,
The tighter it holds on to you.
All you can think of is one thing – Who will take me out of this?

You think of calling someone
Someone you suppose is the closest.
Who shall
Be what may get you out of this
Uncanny predicament.

You call him(or her).

He may come to rescue you, for good.
An act of kindness with(out?) expectations.
Expectations that
You will be there for him.
A debt that you shall be weighed upon,
Which you shall have to remember
Your entire life.

Or he may not come.

And the shambles you see, doubles if he denies.
All the tears and memories with that person
Crumble into the already
Crumbled world.

You lose the tiny hope you have
Of getting away from
The sickening feeling that
Has now enticed every
Molecule in your body.
And you go deeper into the quick sand.

The grip tightens and
You start to choke.
All you have
Are a few breaths to count before
Oblivion merges with you.

You have to stay aloof.
You have to find
That glimmer of hope
To survive.
Not for anybody
Or anything.
For you.

You fight all the shenanigans
That have clouded your mind for so long.
It’s only you who can
Flush it out of your system.
Only you can unshackle the bounds
That have bound you
Time and again
And forced you to question
The rules that
You have been told about
All your life.

They all said they will be there.
And then there were none.


Life will present us with so many instances where we have to run solo. And mind you, you will always expect company. Don’t. And sometimes a situation arrives where you are in a mess that seems impossible to get out of. My advice? Do not depend on anybody. Take it up as a challenge and get out of it. The satisfaction you get out of it is amazingly insoluble. And you don’t owe anything to anybody.