Love

Love can be simple.
It can be the pleasure you get
When you read an all-time favourite book of yours.
It can be the happy reminiscing
While listening to an old song.
It can be the secret smiles you share
With your loved one across a room.

Love can be complicated.
It can be the tears you shed
When you fight with someone dear.
It can be the tug you feel in your chest
When you see an old lover.
It can even be the pain you feel
When your heart has been broken by someone.

But one thing can be said for sure –
Love is universal.
It’s all-consuming.
Omnipresent.
It makes us laugh,
It makes us cry;
But in the end we know
That each one of us has loved,
At least once in our lives.

-Rhea. B
16.08.09

Once Went Down a Road

I once went down a road

And saw my Sociology teacher;

She came to me and told me

That I couldn’t ever teach her.

I once went down a road

And saw my Economics teacher;

She came to me and told me

That I couldn’t ever be her.

I once went down a road

And saw my Biology teacher;

She came to me and told me

That I had to cut a creature.

I once went down a road

And saw my EVE teacher;

She came to me and told me

That I really should be neater.

I once went down a road

And saw my Psychology teacher;

She came to me and told me

That I couldn’t ever cheat her.

I once went down a road

And saw my English teacher;

She came to me and told me

That I shouldn’t be a writer.

-Rhea. B

26.03.09

So this is just a stupid & random poem I came up with during my board exams lol.. Came across it while sorting my poems today and thought I'd post it here.

Those Eyes

Those eyes had been my guide.

Those eyes had been my light.

Those eyes had held love for me,

Which disappeared all in a night.

Where I go wrong?

How did I end up here?

What made me deceive those beautiful eyes –

Had it only been fear?

I remember when

Those eyes had looked away from me,

Filled with a deep hurt.

The hurt had then changed to anger,

And my guiding light had disappeared.

Yes, it had been my fault –

I know this today.

But what’s done is done now,

To him I have nothing left to say...

-Rhea. B

29.03.09

Death's Bride

“You are my bride,” Death snarled one night,

And hence you will do as I say.”

I shivered in fear, staring into his cold eyes,

Knowing I had no escape.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear,

Telling me what to do.

Hearing his words made me gasp in shock,

And stare at him with hate in my eyes.

He sent me up to the surface of earth,

And guided me to the house.

I walked - my feet making no sound -

Towards the open door.

I went over to the sleeping form,

And tears jumped into my eyes,

For there lay the most beautiful girl,

No older than a few years.

I woke her with a gentle shake,

And she sat up to stare at me.

She seemed to know who I was,

For she stood up, looking determined.

I took her with me, back to Death,

Who snatched her away with impatient hands.

I turned away, my eyes shut tight,

For I knew what was coming next.

A few seconds later I heard her shrieks,

Coming from down below.

A single sob escaped my throat,

As my dead heart grieved for the girl.

She now came out, followed by Death,

Who had a triumphant snarl on his face.

Her eyes were dead now, just like mine,

And her once beating heart stood still.

She looked at me with those lifeless eyes,

And it made my still heart wrench in pain.

Death saw the pain in my eyes,

And laughed softly, coldly.

He leaned down to whisper, again, in my ear,

“You are my bride. You will do as I say.”

I shut my eyes in a different kind of pain –

The pain of knowing that this would never end.

-Rhea. B

15.12.08