The Glass Slipper

Loneliness... it got to him.
Even though he said it did not matter, how much ever he tried to convince his mind otherwise, he knew it did.
His parents worried, his friends worried. His sisters worried. And he did not show to the world, his worries.

He put up a brave face. Tormented by the prospect of will it screw me up or will it not.
He knew many beautiful girls. But he was afraid to ask them out. He knew it might end in disaster. But it might not.

Every single step in life mattered. And he did Not have a significant other.
It made him furious. He knew he would be good at this stuff.
But he had no one to prove it with.

So he spent his time between the gym,his home and work. He became fit with each passing day. His work skills improved. And he tried not to lose hope.

One day, his Cinderella in The Pumpkin Chariot would ride up.
All he had to do was wait for her glass slipper to fall off and into his hands.

Line of Life

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Scratching and writing again
He wrote upon the Holy Paper
Eyes red without sleep
Brain overclocked without food
'A Masterpiece' he claimed
Done at last with his work
Send down did he to Earth
A human, a newborn, crying, eyes closed
A comma missed, fullstop in wrong
Life went on, the boy did grow
The missing and the wrong made the life
The memories forever etched in his mind
Return to Him afteral at the end
His face flowing, the question raised
'A masterpiece you crafted',he exclaimed
'My life, the best in the world!',he cried



Sachin

P.S: What, or who, is the center of your life? The one thing or person you cannot live without?

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Smile of Life

Hey so it's a poem today... Not exactly a poem but some jumbled up words that just flew out of me... 

Guess it was the news of the deaths in my near family that made me write this. 

Anyways... Here goes. 

He smiled, his perfect teeth flashing in the light. 

His eyes showed no fear, his face no tears 

His children looked at him, the one with the beard and the ones without 

His son and his daughters and by the side, his wife

Thumping his chest he said, '90s the end, the book says so', 

The face hid the fear in his heart 

But the faces of his family made the fear, fear him 

Like a light shining in his heart 

Every choice reflecting his determination

Sachin

P.S: What do you think is the greatest fear of a parent?

 

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Shackles

The shackles of life I do wear 

Unforgiving through pain, never through happiness 

One link after another joins my fear 

Another link disappears with time 

Hopefully when time turns to null

So too shall my fear turn void 

Unless I am shackled by the world 

Unable to leave my love 

Forever binding in pain 

Forever binding in love 

Push

Move along I do 

Just as they push from behind 

My move no longer counts 

Because it's their push that mattered 

My tears forever invisible 

To all, even me and them 

Marriage

What is a marriage except

The joining of two souls? 

What else is a marriage except 

The joining of two families? 

How does a marriage fail except 

When no compromises are made? 

How else does a marriage fail except 

When the egos come into play? 

Where does a marriage happen except

In the highest reaches of heaven 

Where else does a marriage happen except

in the hearts of those joined? 

Flesh

Iron machinery human flesh 

Sparks amongst the living 

Iron heart human flesh 

Beats amongst the living 

Heat of the sun touching the flesh 

Scorching in the warmth 

Heat of the water touching the flesh 

Cooling in the warmth 

Sweat forming on the flesh 

Working hard in the world 

Sweat forming money from flesh 

Family living safe in the world 

Sachin 

Other Soul

Her loss, he moaned 

His loss, she moaned 

Neither knew what each other had lost 

Yet their hearts cried for the each other. 

Her loss, he lied 

His loss, she lied 

Neither knew what hit them 

Neither saw what would become 

Her loss, he laughed 

His loss, she laughed 

Neither said the truth out loud 

Neither saw the truth in their eyes 

Her loss, she cried 

His loss, he cried 

Neither wanted to find other again 

Neither found their soul again 

Sachin 

The Rain Man

I saw you on that fine morning, sitting below that tree, all alone.
I came to you, talked to you. You were glad to make a new friend... Me too.
Then I started feeling something, something I tried to control. Maybe you noticed it... Maybe you didn't.
You play along... Then you feign interest. Then you drop your bag of insecurities on me and run away.
I'm left alone, standing in this rain, holding your baggage . And I see your shadow, far away, under an umbrella.
As I move closer, I see another shape with you under the umbrella. And you turn and tell me... 'Keep the baggage' and walk away.

- Sachin Nath

The Bull

As the shadows creep upon me
I see nothing behind me
The road ahead is lit like day
But I can't seem to find my way
Sudden as rain I am in chains
My hands, my neck and my body in pain
Driven as a bull by one after other
Always free from one to only reach another
One day finally I shall reach the end of this road
Only to understand that all I did was carry another's load.

-
Sachin Nath