Unpredictable life

I watch from my bedroom window. The neverending roads below stare back at me with open arms. I counted the people below with my fingers. One, two and three. They left their footprints with the hundred that have been printed there before them. I tried to see their faces, but failed mercilessly. I guessed that one of them was a child, and the tall woman walking beside him was his mother. They disappeared from the sight of my eyes as quickly as they came. I pondered over the fact that I may or may not see them ever again.

The low creaking of a gate opening, pulled my eyes to the house opposite my own. My neighbor appeared through the gate, and he too, started walking through the road. He stopped under the streetlamp and sat down on the chair under it. His eyes wandered through the pages of a book.

I stared above over at the sky. The evening had already turned to the early stages of the night. I pulled my curtains over my window, my mind still thinking about the quietness of the night and the unpredictability of the journey called life.

– Jan @jahnavigouri

House on the cliff

The grains of sand escape my cupped hand. I watched every single grain hit the warm brown land. The sea crashed a little bit farther, and ancient sea shells collected at it’s edge. My eyes wandered to the calm sea, and it’s soft music roamed through my mind. The night sky above hung over me like a wish, and my moon watched over me. My eyes wandered to my left, and the old house met it’s glance.

The hue of gray, hung over the house above the cliff. It overlooked the vast sea and was treated to its tranquility. There were kind-masters who roamed the house, and some who were unkind. In that house once dwelled people who loved to walk by the sea and some who hated its music. Through its old rooms little boys and girls had once laughed and played. Now it stood idle until a new master came along to take it to their name. My eyes filtered away from the house and I wondered what the future would hold for the old house and me. The future and its uncertainty haunted us both, alike.

– Jan @jahnavigouri

Is That Nobody Really Me, My poem got published at Spillwords Press

Dear readers,

I am so pleased to announce that my poem ‘Is That Nobody Really Me’ got published at Spillwords Press. I am honored to be accepted by such a prestigious magazine like Spillwords. Thanks to Dagmara. K and everyone at Spillwords’ team for accepting and publishing my work. It is truly a dream come true for me.

“The tress whispering secrets
As I walked through the path
The land washed away my sadness
And my heart slowly fell apart

Wind rhymed with melodies
That lost and became an elegy…..

You can visit Spillwords and read my full poem here. Thank you very much for reading. I am so grateful for your support.

Love,

Jan @jahnavigouri

Girl of light: A poem

She knew her life was wounded
She glided on its broken wing
Her dreams crept a bit haunted
Love and happiness she sings

Drowning on her mind all alone,
thoughts wept in the mist
Her dreams glittered high above
A marvelous tale its gift

She cradled her fragile heart
A song blooming in it
She is a star amidst the dark,
a wonderful twinkle she lit

The universe in her life,
were stories given as a gift
Those tales whispered high above,
her name was what the stars lit

Her smile still glitters the sky
In darkness she never sit
The light she was, amidst the darkness
She was the universe’s gift

– Jan @jahnavigouri

World of lies: A poem

Where, where did the good people go?
How, how did the world become sore?
Why, why are there wars at every shore?
While children, our children cried ashore

The cruel, the cruel escaped the heat
The kind, the kind died in the fleet
The love, the love started to deceive
As every eye turned colder in greed

Hate bloomed while love withered
Roses, they lied and died with her
Children cried as lies splattered
Their last hope torn and soon scattered

The statue of the world is tainted now
I stare at my moon and we asked how
Hearts made of stone but never love
Peace fluttered away with its dove

Powerful minds are cruel under shore
My words are dark but truth they told
Happiness cried together now as four
Old rules broken and cruelty poured

Know your worth while the kingdoms sway
Hold your breath as the cruelty play
Their games of hate would soon go away
Live with hope and truth you must say

– Jan @jahnavigouri

Life: A Poem

Broken promises lying around
The clocks going round and round
My dreams sinking low and low
I walked around without a flow

Meaningless life, Meaningful lies
Trust shining as a distant line
Happy times, lonely signs
Living in the world without a fine

Mornings to night really fast
Doing things and leaving the last
Walk forward but never turn to past
But the future blurred really fast

People live and then they die
A distant past and feeling high
Living life but filled with sighs
They walked past me without a ‘bye’

-Jan @jahnavigouri

New life and new dream

All those broken bridges were scattered around him. Every step he took failed to nothing. A hundred memories flooded into his heart as his eyes looked behind him. His home, his mother and his brothers were all there waiting for him to return. Pictures from his past slowly stumbled up on his mind. Him as a child riding his bicycles. Alhua crying after that bomb raid, and his father saying goodbye to fight for that war he never came back from.

An ache escaped his heart and gripped it with the might of thunder. The music of failure seemed to be singing to his brain but every picture his hands had ever drawn seemed to be praying for his success. They needed him to grow and become the painter he wished to become. His eyes stared at all the new stones drowned in the river. They got their with his every new try to rebuild the bridge. Failure once again, he thought.

His dreams knocked at his heart and asked him to start again. The words of failure slowly disappeared. A prayer for his gods escaped his lips as he moved every new stone to the bridge. The evening sun went down on the other end of the sky and the darkness of the night settled in. It wrapped around him like a warm blanket, and the beauty of his future waltzed around him. The moon shined herself upon the boy’s little frame, and the new unbroken bridge welcomed her. His dreams danced in happiness as he crossed that bridge of life. A new life awaited him elsewhere.

Dreams do come true and lives do change

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Betrayal: A poem

Memories surfaced, sadness it led
Mistakes made, tears they shed
Happiness to take, a lake of dread
Betrayal done and guilt it fed

Placing a bit of sand in hand
I took it then and your magic wand
Words from me, like you want
You made yourself a truthful land

Now those words shoot back at me
At that moment it shouldn’t be
Your mind took notes, unknown to see
I buy it now, how foolish of me!

Secrets placed somewhere deep
You took it out wickedly
A foolish heart, poorly leaped
It broke too fast and fell in heaps

I learned a lesson, good to me
Now seeing something, I haven’t seen
Never trust words from a place so lean
Your betrayal looming in my sea

– Jan @jahnavigouri

Goodness: A poem

Goodness inside me
Good words into you
Goodness I now see
Around myself too

Evil words into me
Goodness I give to you
I think you now see
You have goodness too

Happiness into me
Smiles I give to you
You would like to see
What happiness feels like too

Scowls given to me
Happiness returned to you
You are smiling, see
You are now happy too

– Jan @jahnavigouri

Faded night: A poem

I watched the night sky
The stars blinked and died
Darkness enveloped my mind

The moon became a melody
The night sang a memory
I closed my eyes tight

Nostalgia controlled my heart
A feeling that can’t be taught
The darkness faded away

The dawn now blinked at me
The night I can no more see
It faded like it is meant to be

– Jan @jahnavigouri