Thoughts surge in waves unrelenting
Roaring as it crashes
Into the hard rock of my mind
Grey and withered with time
Sometimes I wish I could crumble
And be washed away with the waves
Disappearing into the depths
Carried away into oblivion
To a place so tranquil
As still as the waters in the ocean
Into the depths unseen and unknown
Masked by it’s deceitful surface
Thoughts surge again in my mind
Bringing with it some surprises
Remembrances, memories
Then it recedes as quick as it came
Storm clouds gather warning me of impending rain
That will lash out furious in sweet pain
In torrents accompanied by lightning
And a thunderous deep rumble
Thoughts charge in furiously
Into every crevice, every nook
Leaving me choked, gasping
Then they recede and leave
While I remain
Washed and cleansed…
with every wave
A Poem by MVJ Simon
In the beginning, there was the word. And from that word, came all creation. It's words that shape new thinking. And words that take your heart away. It's only words. And words are all I have. To create. Poems, ideas, thoughts... straight from the heart, put into words.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
It’s just that I am more human.
I can sense the distaste in your stare
The way you look away when you see
I sense arrogance in the way you move
Away from me, always at arm’s length
I see through your false smile
That stops at your lip, eyes so cold
I know that you don’t like me
But yet you pretend, that we belong
I sense that you just tolerate
It’s part of your manners, your class, your breed
You pretend so well, my dear friend
But sometimes, these masks, they slip away
Just because you’re light, your pigments so bright
You think you’re a finer man
It is not so, just an accident
It goes deep, more than skin, if you must know
Just because you brag a lot
And announce to the world that you’re so hot
It doesn’t mean a thing, my dear friend,
Maybe I just like to be cool and so quiet.
Just because you speak another tongue
It’s just another language, my dear friend
You forget it’s a tool our forefathers made
Just so we can be friends, my dear friend.
Just because you possess a lot
It really won’t make you a better man
Maybe you have been more greedy
And you collected more, my dear friend
Just because your God isn’t mine
And mine is mine alone
We’ll fight and kill for the glory
That awaits us both in heaven
Just because you’re so dumb
You’ve been used and abused
By leaders of men, self proclaimed
You deserve it, my friend, for being so!
Just because I’ve been mute
Just because I like to be quiet
Just because I am so silent
Just because I am more gentle
It doesn’t mean I am a lesser man in any way
Nor am I a lesser woman.
It’s just that I am more human.
A Poem by MVJ Simon. 2008
The way you look away when you see
I sense arrogance in the way you move
Away from me, always at arm’s length
I see through your false smile
That stops at your lip, eyes so cold
I know that you don’t like me
But yet you pretend, that we belong
I sense that you just tolerate
It’s part of your manners, your class, your breed
You pretend so well, my dear friend
But sometimes, these masks, they slip away
Just because you’re light, your pigments so bright
You think you’re a finer man
It is not so, just an accident
It goes deep, more than skin, if you must know
Just because you brag a lot
And announce to the world that you’re so hot
It doesn’t mean a thing, my dear friend,
Maybe I just like to be cool and so quiet.
Just because you speak another tongue
It’s just another language, my dear friend
You forget it’s a tool our forefathers made
Just so we can be friends, my dear friend.
Just because you possess a lot
It really won’t make you a better man
Maybe you have been more greedy
And you collected more, my dear friend
Just because your God isn’t mine
And mine is mine alone
We’ll fight and kill for the glory
That awaits us both in heaven
Just because you’re so dumb
You’ve been used and abused
By leaders of men, self proclaimed
You deserve it, my friend, for being so!
Just because I’ve been mute
Just because I like to be quiet
Just because I am so silent
Just because I am more gentle
It doesn’t mean I am a lesser man in any way
Nor am I a lesser woman.
It’s just that I am more human.
A Poem by MVJ Simon. 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
It goes beyond words!
It goes beyond words
This thing I feel
I just can’t explain
Just look me in the eye
And you will know
It goes beyond words
This numbness
I just can’t describe
Words welling up
Stuck somewhere beneath
My throat –
It goes beyond words
The tears held back
Restrained
Filling up the eyelids
Trembling
It goes beyond words
You will never know
This silence
So eloquent
Heavy and laden
With meaning
It goes beyond words
You know
This air I breathe
Your presence, your whiff
My mind recalls
Long lost fragrance
Of a love once was
It goes beyond words
Maybe I am wrong
The feeling’s just too strong
Maybe it’s still there inside
A flame burning so bright
Scorching
It goes beyond words
It goes beyond words
A Poem by MVJ Simon
This thing I feel
I just can’t explain
Just look me in the eye
And you will know
It goes beyond words
This numbness
I just can’t describe
Words welling up
Stuck somewhere beneath
My throat –
It goes beyond words
The tears held back
Restrained
Filling up the eyelids
Trembling
It goes beyond words
You will never know
This silence
So eloquent
Heavy and laden
With meaning
It goes beyond words
You know
This air I breathe
Your presence, your whiff
My mind recalls
Long lost fragrance
Of a love once was
It goes beyond words
Maybe I am wrong
The feeling’s just too strong
Maybe it’s still there inside
A flame burning so bright
Scorching
It goes beyond words
It goes beyond words
A Poem by MVJ Simon
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
A Walk along the Lakeside
Walking along the lakeside
Sweet mist in the air
Clouding my vision
I see no reason to look afar
Time stands still
Moments so precious and rare
Watch stops to stare
Wondering why the slave smiles
The tang of pepper
Coffee blooms and cardamom
Overpower the smell of wet earth
Moist with a light drizzle
The crunch of gravel below my boots
Creaking crickets and whispering wind
Raindrops drumming on red tiles
Green with moss and algae
I walk up the path into the forest
Tall giants of trees block my way
An umbrella gifted by God himself
As I sit in calm under its shade
The raindrops display valor
As they rage and thunder
Lightning flashes strike terror
And thunder roars with a deafening voice
I hunch myself and tuck my legs in
As I wait for the rain to subside
Strange that it’s dry around me
A circle of warmth from above
As I look up through the dense foliage
I see the sun emerge through the clouds
Droplets dripping from freshly washed leaves
Lazily, wondering whether to leap or not
The rays reach through the rustling leaves
Leaving shadows ever-changing
Whistling the wind blows again
Ruffling my neatly combed hair
I get up slowly from my resting place
I have to go, though I wonder why
I have to make a living in the city
While losing this life I’d rather have
Sweet mist in the air
Clouding my vision
I see no reason to look afar
Time stands still
Moments so precious and rare
Watch stops to stare
Wondering why the slave smiles
The tang of pepper
Coffee blooms and cardamom
Overpower the smell of wet earth
Moist with a light drizzle
The crunch of gravel below my boots
Creaking crickets and whispering wind
Raindrops drumming on red tiles
Green with moss and algae
I walk up the path into the forest
Tall giants of trees block my way
An umbrella gifted by God himself
As I sit in calm under its shade
The raindrops display valor
As they rage and thunder
Lightning flashes strike terror
And thunder roars with a deafening voice
I hunch myself and tuck my legs in
As I wait for the rain to subside
Strange that it’s dry around me
A circle of warmth from above
As I look up through the dense foliage
I see the sun emerge through the clouds
Droplets dripping from freshly washed leaves
Lazily, wondering whether to leap or not
The rays reach through the rustling leaves
Leaving shadows ever-changing
Whistling the wind blows again
Ruffling my neatly combed hair
I get up slowly from my resting place
I have to go, though I wonder why
I have to make a living in the city
While losing this life I’d rather have
Friday, October 3, 2008
Glimmer
Walk into the fire
Into flames that singe
Leap and lick
Eager to consume
Into that flaming core of rage
In that blaze, melt down
Melt with the heat
And flow down
Changing form and self
Molten liquid hotter than flame
Taking on a new form
A new shape, life anew
Out of the furnace
Glimmer now
No trace of rust
Shimmering glow
Years of disuse
Patina of age
Cleansed by fire
Emerge unscathed
Hard metal now
Solid steel core
Take me on
I’m game
Will never crack
Whatever the blow
Been through fire
That makes me strong
Into flames that singe
Leap and lick
Eager to consume
Into that flaming core of rage
In that blaze, melt down
Melt with the heat
And flow down
Changing form and self
Molten liquid hotter than flame
Taking on a new form
A new shape, life anew
Out of the furnace
Glimmer now
No trace of rust
Shimmering glow
Years of disuse
Patina of age
Cleansed by fire
Emerge unscathed
Hard metal now
Solid steel core
Take me on
I’m game
Will never crack
Whatever the blow
Been through fire
That makes me strong
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Flame
Self immolation
Isn’t that what you do everyday?
To spread some light around
And show them the way?
Blind fools groping in darkness
Stumbling…falling…getting hurt
If it were not for you
Throwing some light around…guiding them
Will they ever remember
That it was you who gave them light
At a time they were fumbling
Not knowing what lies ahead
Yet you burn yourself out
At pyre of knowledge
Sharing what you know
Without a care
Lighting many earthen lamps
With your burning flame
The room glows brighter
When eager young faces shine
You know you’ve done your job
When you don’t see them again next year
In your class, in this room
They’ve moved on to greater heights
Some day when they come back
And tell you how good you’ve been
Passing on the flame of knowledge
That made them who they are
Someday, when they forgive your chiding
and red welts on palms
And realize the pains you took
In making them learn
You’ll feel that’s it’s justified
Your troubles forgotten for a while
Someday, when the oil gets diminished
And the wick shortened
You’ll bask in the glow
Of a thousand lamps lit!
Isn’t that what you do everyday?
To spread some light around
And show them the way?
Blind fools groping in darkness
Stumbling…falling…getting hurt
If it were not for you
Throwing some light around…guiding them
Will they ever remember
That it was you who gave them light
At a time they were fumbling
Not knowing what lies ahead
Yet you burn yourself out
At pyre of knowledge
Sharing what you know
Without a care
Lighting many earthen lamps
With your burning flame
The room glows brighter
When eager young faces shine
You know you’ve done your job
When you don’t see them again next year
In your class, in this room
They’ve moved on to greater heights
Some day when they come back
And tell you how good you’ve been
Passing on the flame of knowledge
That made them who they are
Someday, when they forgive your chiding
and red welts on palms
And realize the pains you took
In making them learn
You’ll feel that’s it’s justified
Your troubles forgotten for a while
Someday, when the oil gets diminished
And the wick shortened
You’ll bask in the glow
Of a thousand lamps lit!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
The road downhill
The road downhill
Winding snake-like, creeps
Making me want to just throw up
I shudder as I hurtle down
Deep gorges and valleys
Tight, I shut my eye.
Bumping over potholes
Aching back and numb mind
Eyes sleepless, red with rubbing
A rumbling belly drives me on
That’s all I can think of now!
Piercing through the darkness
Twin swathes of light beam the way
Don’t know what lies beyond
Just pitch darkness, not that I care
I close my eyes into a dreamless sleep
Tired and weary, it’s bliss for a while
Thrown and thrashed by jolts
I wake up with a start, to drift again
Somewhere down the road, the bumps cease
And I wake up in my favourite fantasy
Here I am in the big bad city!
I gaze up in disbelief
Towering high, in the skies above
Glistening in the sun, my eyes squint
I shade them with my cupped palm
My ears get used to the un-nerving din
The wail, cries and roar of the multitude
Voices crying to be heard
Louder and louder the wails
I hold my nose as the stench invades
Rotting dreams or putrid flesh?
The city smells of unwashed hopes
Of a million dreams of sweet success
I swing my rucksack on to my back
My knees buckle, yet I do not fall
Steady on my feet, I take those steps
Into the crowds, I lose myself!
Winding snake-like, creeps
Making me want to just throw up
I shudder as I hurtle down
Deep gorges and valleys
Tight, I shut my eye.
Bumping over potholes
Aching back and numb mind
Eyes sleepless, red with rubbing
A rumbling belly drives me on
That’s all I can think of now!
Piercing through the darkness
Twin swathes of light beam the way
Don’t know what lies beyond
Just pitch darkness, not that I care
I close my eyes into a dreamless sleep
Tired and weary, it’s bliss for a while
Thrown and thrashed by jolts
I wake up with a start, to drift again
Somewhere down the road, the bumps cease
And I wake up in my favourite fantasy
Here I am in the big bad city!
I gaze up in disbelief
Towering high, in the skies above
Glistening in the sun, my eyes squint
I shade them with my cupped palm
My ears get used to the un-nerving din
The wail, cries and roar of the multitude
Voices crying to be heard
Louder and louder the wails
I hold my nose as the stench invades
Rotting dreams or putrid flesh?
The city smells of unwashed hopes
Of a million dreams of sweet success
I swing my rucksack on to my back
My knees buckle, yet I do not fall
Steady on my feet, I take those steps
Into the crowds, I lose myself!
The road downhill
The road downhill
Winding snake-like, creeps
Making me want to just throw up
I shudder as I hurtle down
Deep gorges and valleys
Tight, I shut my eye.
Bumping over potholes
Aching back and numb mind
Eyes sleepless, red with rubbing
A rumbling belly drives me on
That’s all I can think of now!
Piercing through the darkness
Twin swathes of light beam the way
Don’t know what lies beyond
Just pitch darkness, not that I care
I close my eyes into a dreamless sleep
Tired and weary, it’s bliss for a while
Thrown and thrashed by jolts
I wake up with a start, to drift again
Somewhere down the road, the bumps cease
And I wake up in my favourite fantasy
Here I am in the big bad city!
I gaze up in disbelief
Towering high, in the skies above
Glistening in the sun, my eyes squint
I shade them with my cupped palm
My ears get used to the un-nerving din
The wail, cries and roar of the multitude
Voices crying to be heard
Louder and louder the wails
I hold my nose as the stench invades
Rotting dreams or putrid flesh?
The city smells of unwashed hopes
Of a million dreams of sweet success
I swing my rucksack on to my back
My knees buckle, yet I do not fall
Steady on my feet, I take those steps
Into the crowds, I lose myself!
Winding snake-like, creeps
Making me want to just throw up
I shudder as I hurtle down
Deep gorges and valleys
Tight, I shut my eye.
Bumping over potholes
Aching back and numb mind
Eyes sleepless, red with rubbing
A rumbling belly drives me on
That’s all I can think of now!
Piercing through the darkness
Twin swathes of light beam the way
Don’t know what lies beyond
Just pitch darkness, not that I care
I close my eyes into a dreamless sleep
Tired and weary, it’s bliss for a while
Thrown and thrashed by jolts
I wake up with a start, to drift again
Somewhere down the road, the bumps cease
And I wake up in my favourite fantasy
Here I am in the big bad city!
I gaze up in disbelief
Towering high, in the skies above
Glistening in the sun, my eyes squint
I shade them with my cupped palm
My ears get used to the un-nerving din
The wail, cries and roar of the multitude
Voices crying to be heard
Louder and louder the wails
I hold my nose as the stench invades
Rotting dreams or putrid flesh?
The city smells of unwashed hopes
Of a million dreams of sweet success
I swing my rucksack on to my back
My knees buckle, yet I do not fall
Steady on my feet, I take those steps
Into the crowds, I lose myself!
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Dear, dear friend!
To let down all defense
To cast aside pretense
Let slip the mask
And just be yourself
Devoid of drama
Except for silly pranks
No use of tantrums
Simply won’t work
To laugh at each other
And still be together
To tease and admonish
Without fear of revenge
To know what he’s thinking
And do what’s to be done
No words needed
It’s understood
To walk beside each other
To be a true friend
Not leading, nor following
Just walking side by side
No fear of judgment
No ridicule
You’ve known me since ages
My dear, dear friend
Meeting after a decade
We pick up lost threads
No fumbling for words
We know where we left
There’s comfort in your presence
I know that you care
We may not see each other
But you’re always there
True friendships need no reasons
Logic or explanations
Deep down in your heart, you know
That it’s always been there
To let down all defenses
To cast aside all pretense
To let slip the mask
And just be yourself
A Poem by MVJ Simon / Bittersweet
To cast aside pretense
Let slip the mask
And just be yourself
Devoid of drama
Except for silly pranks
No use of tantrums
Simply won’t work
To laugh at each other
And still be together
To tease and admonish
Without fear of revenge
To know what he’s thinking
And do what’s to be done
No words needed
It’s understood
To walk beside each other
To be a true friend
Not leading, nor following
Just walking side by side
No fear of judgment
No ridicule
You’ve known me since ages
My dear, dear friend
Meeting after a decade
We pick up lost threads
No fumbling for words
We know where we left
There’s comfort in your presence
I know that you care
We may not see each other
But you’re always there
True friendships need no reasons
Logic or explanations
Deep down in your heart, you know
That it’s always been there
To let down all defenses
To cast aside all pretense
To let slip the mask
And just be yourself
A Poem by MVJ Simon / Bittersweet
Monday, June 30, 2008
Those flowers, so fresh!
As I lie pale and white
Those flowers on my chest so fresh
Mourners in black and white
Shedding right tears, in right measure
As I lie pale and white
I never knew I had friends so many
Would have been nice if they were around
While I was alive
As I lie pale and white
I never knew I was so good
Worthy of praise so kindly showered
It’s news I was the noblest!
As I lie pale and white
I know they’re so eager
To see who gets what
And share what’s left
As I lie pale and white
Shorn of gold even in my teeth
They just can’t wait
To share the divides
As I lie pale and white
I smile
By MVJ Simon / Bittersweet
Those flowers on my chest so fresh
Mourners in black and white
Shedding right tears, in right measure
As I lie pale and white
I never knew I had friends so many
Would have been nice if they were around
While I was alive
As I lie pale and white
I never knew I was so good
Worthy of praise so kindly showered
It’s news I was the noblest!
As I lie pale and white
I know they’re so eager
To see who gets what
And share what’s left
As I lie pale and white
Shorn of gold even in my teeth
They just can’t wait
To share the divides
As I lie pale and white
I smile
By MVJ Simon / Bittersweet
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
It's fun being creative!
Grabbing an idea when it’s tossed
Running like mad till I reach the goal
The feeling is great as I score
One more hit, one more time
It’s fun making up stories
And rhyming when you’re bored
It’s great being creative
The sheer joy that’s so addictive
Playing around with colors
Splashing some paint around
Coaxing a tune out of a piano
Till my ears yell STOP!
Keying it all in font size twelve
And biting my nails waiting for comments
Doesn’t matter if none sees it
It’s fun being creative
Making sand castles on the beach
Watching the tide wash it away
Scooping up the wet sand again
Building where the castle once lay
The ones who watch say I am mad
Not listening to their words of wisdom
Making my mistakes and enjoying them
While I should have sat down and cried
It’s a crazy thought alright
The sea’s there, the sands too
The tide will rise and wane
But on the shore, I’ll keep playing
It’s fun being creative.
By MVJ Simon/ Bitter-sweet
Running like mad till I reach the goal
The feeling is great as I score
One more hit, one more time
It’s fun making up stories
And rhyming when you’re bored
It’s great being creative
The sheer joy that’s so addictive
Playing around with colors
Splashing some paint around
Coaxing a tune out of a piano
Till my ears yell STOP!
Keying it all in font size twelve
And biting my nails waiting for comments
Doesn’t matter if none sees it
It’s fun being creative
Making sand castles on the beach
Watching the tide wash it away
Scooping up the wet sand again
Building where the castle once lay
The ones who watch say I am mad
Not listening to their words of wisdom
Making my mistakes and enjoying them
While I should have sat down and cried
It’s a crazy thought alright
The sea’s there, the sands too
The tide will rise and wane
But on the shore, I’ll keep playing
It’s fun being creative.
By MVJ Simon/ Bitter-sweet
Monday, June 16, 2008
Needs and desires
I got what I need
Then I knew I wanted more
I kept on wanting more
Till I got what I needed
Then I realized I want something else
Kept wanting something else
That’s not what I wanted
Once I had it in my hands
I kept chasing better
Till I got the best
The best didn’t seem so good
Now that it’s so near
Then I looked around to see
Whose is better than mine
Then it was just a question
Of mine being better always
Even that was tiring after a while
The stress of looking around
Then I said, to hell with it
I’ll be happy with what I have
But then again I looked around
And my wants and needs arose
Again I wanted something better
Better than what I have
Then I knew I wanted more
I kept on wanting more
Till I got what I needed
Then I realized I want something else
Kept wanting something else
That’s not what I wanted
Once I had it in my hands
I kept chasing better
Till I got the best
The best didn’t seem so good
Now that it’s so near
Then I looked around to see
Whose is better than mine
Then it was just a question
Of mine being better always
Even that was tiring after a while
The stress of looking around
Then I said, to hell with it
I’ll be happy with what I have
But then again I looked around
And my wants and needs arose
Again I wanted something better
Better than what I have
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
I remember
Splashing turgid waters
Kicking hard to stay afloat
Sinking, gasping and then coming up
Coughing, spluttering, laughing
I remember
The muddy waters in a river full spate
Foaming when it hits the rock-face
Bubbling as it swirls and twirls
Frolicking briskly ahead
I remember
Proud silver oaks, ramrod straight
Row after row, in perfect lines
Plump jackfruit jostling for space
Squat coffee bushes pruned perfectly round
I remember
The air so clean, biting cold
Wisps of mist clouding my view
Shades of green all around
Dewdrops on leafs quivering
I remember
Moist earth laden with leaves
Squishy as I tread gently
Mushrooms wild on rotten tree trunks
Grabbing some space from lichen around
I remember
Orchids so rare blooming when they please
Unseen, unknown to man’s prying eyes
Clusters of bamboo leaning over the edge
Looking at the river as it flows carelessly below
I remember
Lying down on the soft green grass
Looking at the changing sky
Travelling clouds so busy and driven
They keep on moving, as though they must
I remember
Gentle breeze ruffling my hair
Blades of grass, bending softly below
Rays of sun playfully shines
Through rustling leaves caressed by breeze
I remember
I close my eyes and breathe deeply in
The fragrance of nature as I know it
So tender and nice, my resting place
It’s mine, forever
I remember
Kicking hard to stay afloat
Sinking, gasping and then coming up
Coughing, spluttering, laughing
I remember
The muddy waters in a river full spate
Foaming when it hits the rock-face
Bubbling as it swirls and twirls
Frolicking briskly ahead
I remember
Proud silver oaks, ramrod straight
Row after row, in perfect lines
Plump jackfruit jostling for space
Squat coffee bushes pruned perfectly round
I remember
The air so clean, biting cold
Wisps of mist clouding my view
Shades of green all around
Dewdrops on leafs quivering
I remember
Moist earth laden with leaves
Squishy as I tread gently
Mushrooms wild on rotten tree trunks
Grabbing some space from lichen around
I remember
Orchids so rare blooming when they please
Unseen, unknown to man’s prying eyes
Clusters of bamboo leaning over the edge
Looking at the river as it flows carelessly below
I remember
Lying down on the soft green grass
Looking at the changing sky
Travelling clouds so busy and driven
They keep on moving, as though they must
I remember
Gentle breeze ruffling my hair
Blades of grass, bending softly below
Rays of sun playfully shines
Through rustling leaves caressed by breeze
I remember
I close my eyes and breathe deeply in
The fragrance of nature as I know it
So tender and nice, my resting place
It’s mine, forever
I remember
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Golden Sunshine
Girl, you walked right in
Throwing wide open
Doors of my heavy heart
Lightening it with your laugh
Girl, you walked right in
Without an invite
No ringing bells
You barged in straight
Girl, like the golden sunshine
Passing through the sheer white curtain
Waking me up from deep slumber
Squinting my eyes with brightness
Girl, you breeze through life
With a naughty delight
Savouring all that’s nice
And spreading joy around
Girl, don’t grow up please
It’s a choice you can make
Just be the way you are
Not letting life break you
Girl, even when you pout and sulk
And throw nasty tantrums
I stifle my smile, look serious
You may never know why
Girl, you’re a dear little friend
Queen of drama
Princess of hearts
When you feel sad, so do I
Girl, just be the drop
Of golden sunshine
Just breeze through life
Spreading a warm glow around
By MVJ Simon/Bittersweet
Throwing wide open
Doors of my heavy heart
Lightening it with your laugh
Girl, you walked right in
Without an invite
No ringing bells
You barged in straight
Girl, like the golden sunshine
Passing through the sheer white curtain
Waking me up from deep slumber
Squinting my eyes with brightness
Girl, you breeze through life
With a naughty delight
Savouring all that’s nice
And spreading joy around
Girl, don’t grow up please
It’s a choice you can make
Just be the way you are
Not letting life break you
Girl, even when you pout and sulk
And throw nasty tantrums
I stifle my smile, look serious
You may never know why
Girl, you’re a dear little friend
Queen of drama
Princess of hearts
When you feel sad, so do I
Girl, just be the drop
Of golden sunshine
Just breeze through life
Spreading a warm glow around
By MVJ Simon/Bittersweet
Thursday, May 22, 2008
An old Bungalow
An octagonal verandah
Wide steps below
Polished red oxide floor
Shining with a glow
A large leather settee set
A round table in the midst
With tiger claws at it’s feet
Clasping a globe
Brown wood all around
Smells really good
Framing French windows
With clear panels of glass
Etched in my memory
Looming the house stood
Once it was my home
Now it’s on my mind
In it’s place stands a tower
Glass and steel and chrome
Looks cold and menacing to me
Just doesn’t have the charm
Gone is the grass covered lawn
And the roses that surround
In it’s place is a car park
Space well utilized
They tell me it’s progress
Maybe I do agree
But somewhere in my heart's corner
Looms the old bungalow
Wide steps below
Polished red oxide floor
Shining with a glow
A large leather settee set
A round table in the midst
With tiger claws at it’s feet
Clasping a globe
Brown wood all around
Smells really good
Framing French windows
With clear panels of glass
Etched in my memory
Looming the house stood
Once it was my home
Now it’s on my mind
In it’s place stands a tower
Glass and steel and chrome
Looks cold and menacing to me
Just doesn’t have the charm
Gone is the grass covered lawn
And the roses that surround
In it’s place is a car park
Space well utilized
They tell me it’s progress
Maybe I do agree
But somewhere in my heart's corner
Looms the old bungalow
Through life's raging storms
When life’s storm rages
And I have none beside
That’s when you arrive
My friend, who’s always there
Holding my hand
Assuring me it’s ok
Gently pulling me through
You’re there when I need you
That’s when I feel guilty
Not having acknowledged you
Your love for me shines through
Even though I had none for you
When life’s storms rage
And I need your help
You’ve always been there
Your hand around me
And once there’s peace
I forsake you
Yet, you remain
So loyal and true
True to my frailties
And deceitful nature
I am only human
And you’re so divine
Yet through life’s storms
You hold my hand
You’re always there
Friend in deed
You loved me so much
You gave your life for me
I’ve felt your presence
Through life’s raging storms
And I have none beside
That’s when you arrive
My friend, who’s always there
Holding my hand
Assuring me it’s ok
Gently pulling me through
You’re there when I need you
That’s when I feel guilty
Not having acknowledged you
Your love for me shines through
Even though I had none for you
When life’s storms rage
And I need your help
You’ve always been there
Your hand around me
And once there’s peace
I forsake you
Yet, you remain
So loyal and true
True to my frailties
And deceitful nature
I am only human
And you’re so divine
Yet through life’s storms
You hold my hand
You’re always there
Friend in deed
You loved me so much
You gave your life for me
I’ve felt your presence
Through life’s raging storms
Saturday, May 3, 2008
The Silent Sounds of Feelings
Muffled sobs
Gasping to be let out
Strangling you
Leaving you breathless
Silently
Clenching of jaws
Every tendon taut
A throb in temple
Blazing heat waves
Striking your face
A racing heart
Pounding loud
Warmth creeping up
From below ears
Eyes sparkling with love
Gasping to be let out
Strangling you
Leaving you breathless
Silently
Clenching of jaws
Every tendon taut
A throb in temple
Blazing heat waves
Striking your face
A racing heart
Pounding loud
Warmth creeping up
From below ears
Eyes sparkling with love
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Bitter-sweet
Brevity
Some wise man said
It’s the soul of wit
I do agree
Whole-heartedly
Coz I’m plain lazy!
Laziness
I would’ve composed
A fine love-song
I would’ve built
a Taj Mahal
For your love, anything, I say!
Free Speech
I speak from my heart
For I know not how to read!
Serves you right too
Coz you didn’t use your head!
When with your fingers, you pushed me into power!
Power
The more corrupt we are
The more powerful we become
Let’s all be corrupt
And make our nation the greatest
We’re well on our way!
The Way
Give a man the earth
He’ll blow it apart in minutes
Billions of years of civilization
He’ll raze to dust in seconds
And he’ll call it progress!
By MVJ Simon / Poet Bittersweet
Some wise man said
It’s the soul of wit
I do agree
Whole-heartedly
Coz I’m plain lazy!
Laziness
I would’ve composed
A fine love-song
I would’ve built
a Taj Mahal
For your love, anything, I say!
Free Speech
I speak from my heart
For I know not how to read!
Serves you right too
Coz you didn’t use your head!
When with your fingers, you pushed me into power!
Power
The more corrupt we are
The more powerful we become
Let’s all be corrupt
And make our nation the greatest
We’re well on our way!
The Way
Give a man the earth
He’ll blow it apart in minutes
Billions of years of civilization
He’ll raze to dust in seconds
And he’ll call it progress!
By MVJ Simon / Poet Bittersweet
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Yesterday...
Just yesterday I was a child
Gazing in wonder at the twinkling stars
I wonder now when it was last
I looked at the inky black skies
Just yesterday I was chasing butterflies
Leaping after them in playful glee
I wonder now when I last laughed like that
And ran about, without a care
Just yesterday, my biggest thrill was an ice-stick
Licking it up before it melts
I wonder when, I’ll eat two at once
And have a moustache of milk
Just yesterday, I screamed at him
My voice used full, at its loudest
I wonder when I last shouted
I’ve been mum all the while
Just yesterday, I gave a hug
Without a care, while all are looking
I wonder why, I cannot show love
Innocence lost, hangs head in shame
Just yesterday, I feared boo-boos
Dark rooms and creepy lizards
I wonder where all fears vanished
And with it, the child in me!
A Poem by MVJ Simon / Poet Bittersweet
Gazing in wonder at the twinkling stars
I wonder now when it was last
I looked at the inky black skies
Just yesterday I was chasing butterflies
Leaping after them in playful glee
I wonder now when I last laughed like that
And ran about, without a care
Just yesterday, my biggest thrill was an ice-stick
Licking it up before it melts
I wonder when, I’ll eat two at once
And have a moustache of milk
Just yesterday, I screamed at him
My voice used full, at its loudest
I wonder when I last shouted
I’ve been mum all the while
Just yesterday, I gave a hug
Without a care, while all are looking
I wonder why, I cannot show love
Innocence lost, hangs head in shame
Just yesterday, I feared boo-boos
Dark rooms and creepy lizards
I wonder where all fears vanished
And with it, the child in me!
A Poem by MVJ Simon / Poet Bittersweet
Saturday, March 8, 2008
A tribute to a real woman
To love without conditions
To embrace without shame
To rise above barriers man-made
And live without guilt
To share without a thought
To lend without expectations
To care for humanity
And show what love really means
To touch poor hearts
To nourish them with hope
To nudge them into action
So they live a better life
To look beyond colour
To speak through actions
To listen without judging
When they look towards you
To live a life worthy
To open many eyes
To spread love where it's lacking
And making many see God
In frailty, you showed strength
In poverty, you saw rich hearts
In sickness, you were there
Through your life, you showed me the way.
To embrace without shame
To rise above barriers man-made
And live without guilt
To share without a thought
To lend without expectations
To care for humanity
And show what love really means
To touch poor hearts
To nourish them with hope
To nudge them into action
So they live a better life
To look beyond colour
To speak through actions
To listen without judging
When they look towards you
To live a life worthy
To open many eyes
To spread love where it's lacking
And making many see God
In frailty, you showed strength
In poverty, you saw rich hearts
In sickness, you were there
Through your life, you showed me the way.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Snowflake
Sparkling in the sunshine
Pristine, white and pure
I am a snowflake there
High up above them all
Clear and shining,
Refreshing and rippling
Melting at the sun’s request
Charging down beneath
The vigor of youth
Glorious power
As I hurtle down
Rocks be damned
Youth left behind
I start bloating up
As I lose my strength
And take life as it comes
I go with the flow
Accept all the muck
The rot and garbage
Flung daily at me
Vile and defiled
I’m black at heart
No life in me
Just feel like giving up
But nature has her rules
Being born a river
I must flow on and on
Till the day I merge with the mighty ocean
Will I be cleansed?
I do not know
Or will the ocean refuse me?
Saying I’m dirty, tainted and vile
I started out pure
Gurgling and laughing
Up there in the mountains
Deep down below, I still am.
Pristine, white and pure
I am a snowflake there
High up above them all
Clear and shining,
Refreshing and rippling
Melting at the sun’s request
Charging down beneath
The vigor of youth
Glorious power
As I hurtle down
Rocks be damned
Youth left behind
I start bloating up
As I lose my strength
And take life as it comes
I go with the flow
Accept all the muck
The rot and garbage
Flung daily at me
Vile and defiled
I’m black at heart
No life in me
Just feel like giving up
But nature has her rules
Being born a river
I must flow on and on
Till the day I merge with the mighty ocean
Will I be cleansed?
I do not know
Or will the ocean refuse me?
Saying I’m dirty, tainted and vile
I started out pure
Gurgling and laughing
Up there in the mountains
Deep down below, I still am.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Identity
As a baby, you picked me up
Held me upside down
And while I bawled
You started your discrimination
At school, you brought in caste
Sub-caste, creed, religion
When Gopi, Mathew, Iqbal
And Melissa were just my friends
When I went to college
You made me a professional
While all I wanted was to sing
Dance, paint and read
When I looked for a job
You looked at my skills
And how you could use me
To achieve your ends
When I got married
You put a price on me
Made me a commodity
And walked all over my dignity
And when I grow old
You will make me a senior
label me unfit
And treat me special
When will you ever learn
That I am me
And will always be me
Despite whatever you say or do
M V J Simon
Held me upside down
And while I bawled
You started your discrimination
At school, you brought in caste
Sub-caste, creed, religion
When Gopi, Mathew, Iqbal
And Melissa were just my friends
When I went to college
You made me a professional
While all I wanted was to sing
Dance, paint and read
When I looked for a job
You looked at my skills
And how you could use me
To achieve your ends
When I got married
You put a price on me
Made me a commodity
And walked all over my dignity
And when I grow old
You will make me a senior
label me unfit
And treat me special
When will you ever learn
That I am me
And will always be me
Despite whatever you say or do
M V J Simon
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