Rise and Fall

Six years back in Austria,

La Roja took the charge,

They began with Greece, Sweden and Russia,

Not even the whole of Europe could stop their barge.

Their game was unlike any other,

Tiki-Taka was what its called.

It cut through defenses like knife through the butter,

Before their goals were hauled.

With fire in their hearts and magic at their feet,

The heroes were now legends proclaimed.

They dreamt of greater glory..they dreamt of greater feat,

As only Europe was got...the World still remained.

Touted as the golden generation,

They arrived at the greatest stage of all.

Carrying the hopes and burdening the expectation,

They did beat teams great and small.

Never bowing out and never backing down,

They started with loss and then beat all odds.

Taking the glory and winning the crown,

If football was a religion, they were the Lords.

One of the greatest ever were they called,

Europe was their's again.

So it struck like a lighting when they were stalled,

For 6 long years did they reign.

It seemed hard to fill the voids they left,

As they were legends when they took the fall.

Looking back at the memories kept,

I feel fortunate to have seen them at all

Poets of the Fall

Its said that the sweetest songs are those that tell the saddest tale. I am not sure why, but I do agree. I guess when we are sad we are pulling ourselves out of the hole by pouring out in writing. In my case I guess when I am really happy I don't need script out the joy I feel - it is in the moment and should be cherished by completely soaking in it. So when I was looking back to the poems (if we can call it that) I had written, poems of sorrow is all I find.Given my age about a half decade back, it had lot to with lost love..a crush..a friend zone...well you get the point right. Since I would be digitizing them sooner or later - here are some of them:

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Silenced Words

 There is something I always wanted to say,

But never wanted you to hear,

In my fragile little heart they lay,

Because silenced by vow are they here.

Bathed in tears and chained by fate,

In the voids of heart they wander,

What is life? – A destiny’s bait,

A trap where my dreams are slaughtered.

Every heartbeat is an unceasing reminder,

What my heart always yearned for,

Every desire is a prey to predator,

And bound to perish henceforth.

As a stone in the throat or a thorn in the flesh,

These unsaid words dwell on my pain,

Unceasingly they exist and continue to crush,

The thoughts of happiness and leave me insane.

This life has never given me a chance,

To say how much I loved you,

With every silent second my miseries enhance,

I’m wishing I would be given a life anew.

Unexpressed will my love remain,

Unchanged will be my promise forever,

Allow my deepest desire be slain,

And subsist with the fact- Desire never. 

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Lament of Love

Known have I from the very beginning,

That I was bound to lose you,

The eyes could see the separations thickening,

Devouring the thoughts of hope few.

I have never known the reasons,

Why I have always felt the guilt,

Living in the saddest of seasons,

Demolishing the dreams that were built.

Knowing the worst was destined to be,

Why did I take this step?

Knowing what the fate had in store for me,

And breaking the promises kept.

Did I need a reason to hate you,

Or live a life without regrets,

That made me say I’ve always loved you,

With my soul waiting to be a reject.

Answers are uncertain … uncertain for now,

But this heart still sings the lament of love,

The reasons are vague and so is the cause,

And the soul still mourns the ballads of loss.

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An Aberration in your Life

The autumn winds have come again,

Another year is now past,

Those distant memories do still remain,

Of the times before the curse was cast.

Few little days that you were with me,

Were like heaven on this earth,

Locked was my happiness..but you were the key,

So the times did then reverse.

You were happy before we met,

And the joys are with you now,

I am just an aberration your fate has set,

And you are my forbidden love.

You were then possessed by one who loved you,

You are now possessed by one who cares,

My disowned love did get a chance too few,

With my care held in fate's own snare.

All I can give...you do already own,

Your dreams to fulfill are away from me sought,

With your path ahead clear and with destiny shown,

Lost is my battle and the reason I fought.

Walking away from the crossroads we met,

By burying the hopes which in me I kept alive,

And this lonely walk you won’t regret,

For I was and will be … an aberration in your life.

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Damsel of my Dreams

The angles face out in her brilliance,

The sun is jealous of her shine,

The moon is eclipsed by her beauty,

The flowers shy off from her charms.

The Queen of dreams is she for me,

The Goddess of fantasies too good to be,

She was my destiny’s fuel and fire,

And my heart’s greatest desire.

How I wish this damsel was mine,

A life with her is worth more than nine,

Without her life is so incomplete,

But fate is a fiend I can’t compete.

She can’t make my heart just hers,

For she has the man whom she prefers,

Their eternal joy and my everlasting sorrow,

Will coexist like today and tomorrow.

Time moves on and so do we all,

For we mortals have a life so small,

If only to forgetting her was that simple,

My life wouldn’t have been so crippled.

But there is a place where fate has no place,

Those are my dreams with her enchanting face,

Where together we are for days and nights,

And my sorrows and miseries are out of sight.

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 I must say I had been chained by the classical cliches of rhyming the lines to make it sound like a poem rather than paint a lyrical picture truest to the feeling. But thanks to these, I felt much lighter after writing them those days and till date writing remain amongst my more instinctive response to foreseeable gloom. Paradoxically when I read through again, it does give me joy to know I have been through this and bounced back. Even when I look back then whole point of writing them was to spill out the sadness and make space for happiness to dwell.