Unseen

I am lost in the sea,
Trying to break from reality.

I am stuck in the dark,
While the world precieves the light.

Gone in this forlorn path,
Dived deep in this shallow pool.

Heart sinks while pride gloats,
Shalt I not leave this reality?

Why this thorn filled path,
Why this heart breaking scene.

The fear of being left behind,
Unable to climb right back up.

Am I the backdrop among people,
Am I the unseen,
The unforseen in this life,
Judged for the things not done,
Judged for the things the heart desires.

Con Man

This is a poem from a girls perspective, for those people who think that their 'love' was fake. For those people that think that they were cheated.

Con Man

He came upto me in a storm,
With charisma, style and what not,
A charming man was my fantasy,
But, Ah! is he the one?

Time & time he seized control,
Feigning a dream so close,
He caught my heart in his palms,
As I lost my very stance.

Whispering things into my ears,
As giggles popped out,
Each time he said a word,
Shivers ran down my spine.

We talked we shared,
We lost control,
As promises were made,
Of a future so distant-close,
It could be held by my hands.

We got close- we got far,
Over a span of 2 weeks,
You got distant into the storm,
As I truly lost my signal.

Oh! What have you done to me,
My very little being,
For you have taken over me,
By creeping up in my thoughts.

What was I to you,
What did I mean,
Was I but a voodoo doll,
To play to your well tuned dream.

Like a rag doll put aside,
destroyed was my feelings,
Like a cigarette butt,
Was I put 'lights out'.

You are but a con man,
Lying through the way,
Making & taking things of ours,
That shouldn't be the same.

One fragile heart was cracked open,
By those nefarious hands,
Oh! For I have sinned,
For closing into your land.

This lil one will never be the same,
For I have gone through storms,
Oh nefarious lil devil,
You should watch out,
For I'll brew up a storm.

A Livelihood Ode

Fun am I not,
Detailed am I very,
A few perks here and there,
With a heart soft to touch.

Lonely is my soul,
Long do I for company,
Assassins of words and looks do murder me,
Leaving none back to reside.

Destroyed like a rag doll,
Pitying on my feelings,
A crisp that shall break,
Forever to be apart.

Onward shall look the onlooker's,
Miserable as they truly are,
A livelihood ode to many,
Oh! do they guard their hearts.

Lies and deceit do I see,
Honour bound none again,
"Where did thou go my knight!" do they say,
When the chivalry is right in front of their eyes.

The heart keeps on burning,
Lighting like it's on bees wax,
Ablaze goes all the feelings,
Until a stony residue stays back.

A mask of deceit shall they wear,
Prying on the onlookers,
For nothing resides back in,
Their hearts and their souls.

For the innocence like a dew drop,
Born with a radiance,
Not to know the hour of its essence,
to be meddled with the earth again.

'Heartless' the onlookers say,
Not knowing about the shriveled heart,
Ignorant about the damage they caused,
Until its too late to turn back again.

Until the poor soul has fallen into the depths again,
Without air,
Without a gasp,
Asphyxiated are they go down that hole.

Some crack under the pressure and raid for the mask,
Some on the other hand,
Oh! do goes for the heavenly abode,
Without as much of a thought as the wisp of flame disappears.

 Some again turn and become invisible,
Their eyes soulless,
Negligent about their surroundings,
Living their lives with a heavy heart.

Their talents unnoticed and untapped,
Their essence unappreciated,
While all uselessness is put up stage front,
Cheers Oh! do go to such ones.

And so on goes the livelihood ode,
A dark tale of mine or yours,
All throughout life do remember,
It is your choices,your words,
Stay back and be held back.

The world is a marshy land,
with none to spare an eye,
Treasure what you have,
Hold them close,
For once even that's lost,
What else do you have........?

Years Down The Lane

Years down the lane,
I find my life on a single plane,
That angle of my life I had to sacrifice,
To give my hopes and dreams a feeling suffice.

Those strenuous hours and hard days,
When my mind was far from the games of mud and clay,
When my life was just beads of blood,
That dripped as I toiled down my road.

Oh! The tiresome hours I spent,
To find and reach a dream so hard to be lent,
Those tears I shed to follow the path of all,
That I forgot to hear the call.

The very call of my heart,
That tune of symphony,
Which hummed my beloved desires,
To follow the dreams so close to me,
To follow the path that none could,
and to strive and beat the world.

For then would my heart calm,
For then would my eyes forsake the tears shed.

Update #3: Romance

"Each beat a melody, each melody a romance, each romance lasting a lifetime."
What is romance? Is it just a thing, is it desire, is it a mirage, an illusion, a trick played to the eyes or is it a true event, soul changing and lasting for a lifetime.
As I have mentioned in my earlier updates I am more of a person who like's to observe the many things that happen around me. I have observed quite a lot of people through my 21 years of life and one of my favourite one's to observe are "lover's". They have a unique hymn in between them that is always quite clear to the third eye but oblivious to them.
It is a happy event to see 2 people get together, but it is gut wrenching when you know the two people yourself and you know that this probably will not work.Even though you still believe that this is their own choice, their own life and stand afar hoping and praying that this works out just fine, and hoping for a good life for both these souls.
Many of you guys reading might be wondering whether I am in a relationship myself, well no, not yet. Even though I have not yet been in one does not mean that I have never faced rejection's or been in a pseudo relation. As I said before romance may be a fleeting moment or a thing that lasts a lifetime.

Carpe Amorem (Seize love)
There will be moments in life where you will see that glint in your crush's eyes. That glint that says I like you. In such situations I have only one thing to say to you Man up, go forward in that situation  and finish it off then and there because if you leave that moment and don't seize it then you are deleting yourself a whole timeline where you could potentially have been the most happiest couple.
Do not be afraid of the rejections, go forward and tell the stuff you want to tell, do not be afraid of the rejection because once you tell it, you would feel as if a whole load has been taken off your back, trust me on this one.
All in all you have expressed yourself and now it's their turn. Whether or not the answer is positive you should not regret because at that very moment you know for yourself what their feelings are towards you. You have done your part and they have done their's, now move on with your life because if they don't think you are cool then to heck with it, that's their opinion because wherever you go in the world you are you and the world's filled with all kinds of people. You will one day or the other find your true homie, so do not go sulking all day long.
I am going to stop the update on this note that I found in a Chinese novel
"The farthest distance known to man/woman is to stand in front of you, right next to you, yet not know I love you."

The Proposal

You touched my heart unlike anyone else,
You made me say goodbye,
You guided me like the little stars,
That twinkled in your eyes.

You made me shake and quiver
On that very sight,
Of your beauty that's true,
That touches both my shell and soul.

You left me breathless by the sight,
Of your kindness and your character,
Of the very touch that's ethereal,
I see that through your eyes.

Oh my! Your soul vibes in my rhythm,
I hope we be one,
When the world stand's against us,
I hope we stand as one.

I hope you will forgive me,
When I say I love you,
You are the one; my soulmate
And I hope I am your solitude.

Hope you will accept me,
This very battered shell,
I hope you will find in me,
The love you have yearned.

I cry with a heart that's dying,
Because of my  nervousness
Of hearing the answer,
For I surely am terror struck.

Whether you will tell yes,
I do not know,
But I do know
That I will never be the same.

The answer might change me,
For better or for worse,
You may in flame me,
And my very life.

Hope you find me,
In this darkness,
And guide me like you once did,
For this life I lay down for you,
For the answer that I yearn.

Aviary: Anguish Of A Withered Soul

I know what a caged bird feels, Alas!
Squatting in its wretched perch,
A being chiseled out of clay,
Longing for the day she can fly to the blue.

Each day the longing envelopes,
As she looks for the very clue,
The clue of her life that's waiting to lurk,
As the predator turns to its toes.

She knows as all caged birds do,
That one day she will flee,
And with that freedom she will glee,
As onwards to the sky she shall glide.

The wind shall hit her,
As she sails through the storms,
The smooth tidings and the heavy rain's,
She shall brave them all.

Longing for that happiness,
Beating her wings determined to be free,
She beats till her blood sheds on the bar,
She beats till it stains with her tears.

She awaits for the very day,
Knowing not whether she would attain,
That one thing she longs for,
Alas! I know what a caged bird feels.

Traffic: The Rush Hour

Peeping out through my window,
I find nothing but chaos,
People running helter- skelter,
for they have no time to waste.

Chores over in the blink of an eye,
By beings of magic,
A swish of the wand,
A click and all in right place.

Competition- Life's a race,
The first to finish in a fast pace,
Is said to be the successful one,
Is said to be the great one.

But man, what about the last,
What about him/her you ask?
Why leave your brethren there,
It's human values to help other's.

So stop,stop for a minute,
Think back,
Try to help, Try to pause,
For then you would notice.

The beauty your life is,
The beauty it would have been,
if you had left the past,
And forgotten about the future,
And stayed in the present.

For then you then you would have stopped,
Stopped and helped those you simply passed,
Thinking they are nothing but scum,
Thinking their hums- tuneless,
not worth, nor praisable.

For then you would have noticed,
Noticed even the smallest things and be contended,
A smile booming in that face,
The smile being a true one, blessed and heartfelt.

Saga: The Story Continues

Travelling onwards the wagon of life,
Staring into the blackness; the unknown,
Like a lions jaw mawing over,
Waiting on as if deaths scepter ready to sow.

The wait being a mind bending torture,
Sometimes like a kids game; fun,
Other times a lover's symphony,
And finally things that crack you.

For one to grasp acknowledgment and peace,
For the heart kindled through fire,
One has to see the future,
Beheld by the palms of destiny.

Too many paths unbridled,
Every one worthy of the kin,
But emotions over adventure,
As one regards the sins.

As each choice unfolds,
Timelines come to a shift,

As the picture finally unreels,

Drama of a new scene begins.

Each scene's essence a true beauty,

A mixture of emotions ridden,

A surging tide passes through,

As one battles his hidden.

Life's choices are meant to be,

Each second a forlorn story,

Like a leaf flipping over,

Each moment can begin anew.

As the Saga: The Story Continues.

Update #2 : A Beat

A heart's symphony and the pure melody comes out when one is finally in tune with oneself. For each person it may mean a different thing. For some it may be a stroke of paint over the canvas, for others it may be a bite of the most delicious thing yet and for some again it may be that beautiful moment with your beloved.
A hearts melody is pure, the thought is pure.
People nowadays mistake anything and everything. It's practically speaking not their fault. This current world is a difficult one to live in, more so if one wants to bring up a child preserving it's innocence.
The trials and tribulations of life may sweep him/her off their feet before they know it, slowly hardening what may once have been a wonderful soul.
As the binds of time slowly hardens over, one may feel alienated and distant from everything one loved. Each time he/she finds that harsh moment of life, I ask you to look back into that moment of life when you felt truly bliss, truly at 'home'. Everyone has that moment, all you need to do is search.
If not, then create one. Go froth with each step and look back once in awhile. Smile at people because it's not only polite but it allows you to open to people and connect at a better level. Everyone's heart is enshrouded but that doesn't mean one cannot be with them and enjoy the company, for both themselves and the next person.

Heartfelt

The shifting gazes,
A mocking look,
Gale of the unknown,
As he traversed the creek.

Footpaths thought long lost,
Into the familiar he traveled,
One foot at a time,
Anticipation as his beat.

A house at a distance blurred,
As his eyes gave out,
Tears roll down his face,
His feet refusing to give.

Hope and confusion in the eyes,
Onwards he looks,
A  mother and child reflected,
Kindled in his soul of truth.

The handle turns,
As the light falls,
A woman is seen,
Sewing sweater in a corner.

'Mother' the man croaks,
His sound lost to the creek,
As if like a gurgling stream,
All that came was a quaking voice.

A head turns abrupt,
Shock reflected in the eyes,
A man at the doorstep,
Blurred due to the incoming light.

She saw a face once thought  lost,
Tears dealing rich,
One step at a time she took,
Hoping the Mirage was real.

She ran towards her son,
Holding her baby in her arms,
Hands running all through,
Looking at her child.

Words were naught as she looked,
Onto the war torned body of her son,
Scars criss crossed his body,
Revealing a tale of valor.

The mother and son stood at the doorway,
As twin stars in the celestial sky,
The morning mist seemed to creep in,
As they looked onwards at each other,

A true smile dawned on their faces,
Smiles reflected through the eyes,
Their life renewed with hope,
As their soul harbored at home.

Hello and Welcome!

Hey Guys! I am Aswin here. I would like to welcome each and every one of you to my very humble blog. I started this site on the premise of change and passion.
Well change because I right now am at that low point of life every other man or woman finds in their life. A low point where you are left with all your functions impaired. I currently don't know what to do with my life or why am I living. I am currently as everyone would say living the good life. I am under my parents shelter, living under their pay, studying in a reputed Medical college. People may say 'Hey man you are studying in a medical college, your life's set right'. Well no. This field and path is pretty much endless, daily work and studies has left me numb. I am a fanatic about books, but my subjects have made me numb and I am struggling. I needed solace and I turned to books (fictions). This has lead me as I see it, more astray and lazy. I flunked subjects and am depressed. People sympathize, but as I see it they do not see the core problem, heck i see it but I don't address it myself.
Anyways, that brings me to the second most important thing in my life 'passion'. There is a will to live in all and when it fades is that that person resolves to suicide. Well my passion is Martial arts, meditation, poetry and my inquisitive mind. Yes, I have so many passions. I see this world what I believe to be at a different shade than others. I see it as pure gameplay. The world is like an RPG where each person can interact with the next and so on. Man is a social animal and has the need to talk to one another but i find my solace in peace, stillness and observation. I have found the world to be predictable mostly and each personality, each individual to have their own charm. It may very well be probable that that led me to not interact as much, because I find that the answers are 'predictable' but you no that nature has variations and some give good surprises.
My passion for poetry is what majorly lead me to create this blog 'The Nirvanic Heart'. It means much to me. I hope that you will find it interesting, fun and inquisitive to read.
Until next time hope you guys do well,
Aswin