Sunday, June 2, 2013

An Alluring Scar

On a sudden night,
you waltzed into my life.
And my lonely heart,
rippled with waves of strife.

I tried my best to shut,
my path that led to you.
But the stars unfolded,
a plan I somewhere knew.

I carefully decided to guard,
my cruel cold heart.
But with your gentle patience,
you refused to depart.

Time has flown by,
But yet I pound with fear.
Now that my guard is down,
I pray you don't disappear.

We walk together on this road,
facing the obscure.
For all you know it may end,
But you will be an allure.

I hope I am led to you,
on the way from dawn to dusk.
And for an unknown reason,
in you I want to combust.

Thus all we can do,
is watch us from afar.
And make sure our shadows,
are not given a scar.

-Tanvi Karnik


Tuesday, April 16, 2013

The Drunkards

This poem was written by me, keeping in mind the troubles children or say the youth goes through when they see alcoholism in the family. It is shattering, not just mentally but mainly emotionally. The scars of seeing alcoholics in childhood remain forever, affecting the person even later in life.

Every night it seems to start,
Their venomous words hit her with darts.

All night long, in alcohol they drown,
Their mean faces transfixed in a vengeful frown.

Disgusting and drunk, they walk around,
Their sickening breath like a bloodied hound.

Hurling abuses, her youth they shatter,
Her hopes, dreams and feelings never seem to matter.

Their drunkard-ness slowly affects them all,
Hurt and pain on them befalls.

One fine day, they shall reap,
For the evil they planted, for the hate so deep.

Their bad decisions, destroys them further along,
God will soon right, all their massive wrong.

Whiskey, rum and all the possible gin,
They scream and fight, but Fate plans her win.

Tanvi Karnik.



Sunday, March 3, 2013

Identity Crisis

I stare into the mirror,
Bright and Pearly white.
The dark coals seem to gaze back,
I know I lost the light.

Is this what I want to be?
I ask myself all the time.
Wondering what I am?
Whom am I trying to mime?

The person I am becoming,
Is trapped in a tight green vine.
I am tired of convincing myself,
That my life is a simple straight line.

My mind says something, my soul something else,
My whole entity, I always contradict.
Whom I can hurt, whom I can leave,
This is a question, only I can predict.

Unstable and alone, I shall walk ahead,
This choice that I make, plays with my head.
Every layer of my mind, I just want to fleece,
Hoping one day, my Identity finds peace.

-Tanvi.


Wednesday, February 13, 2013

My Stranger.....

So it started, with just a walk,
As they approached, their gazes in lock.

Slowly the blush crept up her cheek,
Few moments, the feelings sharp like a hawk's beak.

Round and round, went the swirling palm,
Why did her heart beat with a melodious calm?

Every step they took seemed to match,
When she fell he was there to catch.

In this wide world both were alone,
Entangled in each other, they made their zone.

The spaces between them sparked with fire,
But she knew that Fate was a liar.

How she wished her story would soon weave,
But in three, her stranger took leave.

-Tanvi

Added by Indrajit Ghosh...

And yet again the fire will spark,
Like a Nightingale's lantern in the midst of dark.

Soon thou shall see that Fate didn't lie,
It waited for the wrong times to just fly by.

The cheeks will glisten with the blush again,
And your stranger will pass a sweet kiss under the rain.

The walk will commence, ressurecting your dream,
For the holding hands ain't as far as they may seem.

I have been in love, and I know this for sure,
Mine wasn't real, but your's shall be pure.