Without words: A poem

Nothing I write takes a meaning
A fog is the only thing we seeing  
The chain of rhymes is deceiving
I wonder if you read my grieving

Since you left, my pages are all blank
I write nothing and memories will stand
Words do come but they can’t land
My heart echoes and my mind is mad

The rain did come but it can’t even pour
My longing heart is now one of gold
I wonder where you went now to hide
Is it by the moon or the clouds in sky

When I stand by that hill we used to like
I could see your town, one you told is mine
I wonder if I have just once tried
I won’t be standing here, hearing their lies

I am lonely now, just like my moon
I wish you will come back home soon
As words and I were friends in every doom
Now I count on time and wait till next moon

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Deceived : A poem

The night speaks of the coldness
The day has gifted me in its hands
The loneliness drips from my window
I open eyes to see where they would land

This day I was shredded to pieces
By hands that I once called my kin
Before I never minded the teases
But from you, they feel like my sin

Friend, you were in my darkness
The hand holding the light
My heart was taken by your kindness
I was blinded from the ugly side

The mask fell of the minute
He told everybody what were your crimes
I was then the one to ensure
That he was the one, you are the kind

They believed me as they did you
Alas, then I never knew your ways
But I now I know for sure, this
For saving you I was the one to blame

Now I could feel the aftermath
Coming to hit me standing in shame
The words you uttered were nonsense
But they believed just as I did back in the days

I could now only stand and wait
For time to slowly start replaying your game
Then I won’t be the one to run
And you the one feeling that same pain

-Jan @jahnavigouri

To a friend: A poem

I have never known anyone like you
To remind me there is still beauty to be lived
You had bought me once to tears
When you asked me ‘Why don’t you feel?”

We would’ve been the best of friends
If I have known you a little bit more
But then the world came crashing down
And the viruses had their stroll

I said I would never write about us
But now I miss you the most
When I see friends all around me
And think about the ones I lost

I know you must have new friends now
And your sisters must be now all grown
We don’t talk anymore but
That don’t mean our friendship is gone 

Do you still think about me when
Someone talk about the colour red
And how we strolled through the gardens
And sang during classes instead

If you ever want a friend then
Remember you always have a friend in me
I hope on some of your tranquil moments
It would be my face that you’d see

-Jan @jahnavigouri

The flower and the tower: A poem

People surround you, the flower
Like the butterflies in spring
While I stand, a solitary tower
All alone in a lonely hill

I watch you and tears rush by
As I would never be your like
To have so much friends
That you have ones you would dislike

Then one day when the time was dark
When there was no sun for awhile
You went all down, all to dust
Then I saw that you have but died

Then the people went in line
To the new flower that came up
Without even a glimpse to your side
They surround the new one, all up

Then I knew there was joy indeed
To be a solitary tower
Than to have friends for a while
And have them disappear in a shower

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Hi dears, how are you all doing? I was a bit busy with many obligations of my life that I was not able to post anything for a long time. This is a poem that I wrote about how we compare ourselves to others without actually knowing the reality of things. Remember the grass always looks greener on the other side but it is rarely true. I hope you would like it ♥️

Card board people: A poem

Card board people make their way to me
And tell me about their lovely life
About how they’re everything I never will be
Their words come as draggers and knife
I wonder, how they are always so happy and free
When I am in pain and another plight
Their life is like this row of paper trees
Cut out fine but are they ever alive

I walk back home with a wretched mind
Thinking about everything I never will have
Card board people is one of their kind
To make me feel like a nothing in the sand
Their worlds are something I won’t find
Somewhere I would never land
I think so and in sleep I would cry
And wish for things I wanted so hard

Now I stay away from card board people
And their ‘make you feel bitter’ wand
I don’t want them again to peep in
To my life and make me feel all so sad

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Little Girl: A poem

She gathered up thorns, from her past
And carried it while the breeze sang
She walked and walked, oh so fast
Till she reached her den to a dance so grand

Her home was small but a weary nest
Away from sadness and pain and dread
In her home, the little girl would rest
Then to sleep and to dreamlands she led

Her mind was filled with daydreams grand
Of happiness and joy, and mythical lands
And how she would be the queen herself
When the time had come and misery fled

She made sand castles with her thoughts
And when the waves lashed up, they were gone
Poor little girl cried in vain and then hope
Never to regain her sand castles all lost

Her dreamlands turned dry and then were gone
To where the little girl would never ever follow
She cried and heard her none but a few
She cried for wishes, she wanted to be true

–Jan @jahnavigouri

Garden of lost thoughts: A poem

A garden of lost thoughts, I now guard
They want to get out and it is so hard
To keep them down and call them unsmart
To pretend I hate them and cry at last

I try to hold them but away they dart
To a place where pretence could not last
I cage them so they won’t have to start
A story of something lost in the past

Pictures of happiness they draw in my mind
When world bides for the cruel and unkind
Footsteps of a time when I tainted my side
And fled from good and told many lies

These thoughts roam my streets all tied
They jump and dance but they won’t rhyme
If I let them out, they walk me back in time
To days when I was hurt and said I’m fine

-Jan @jahnavigouri

As war raged: A poem

The sky slowly brought darkness
My mind a turning sea
I walked looking for a quietness
But found my life too deep
Leaving my homeland as war raged
The dark enveloping my heart
I asked, “Will this ever stop?”
Silence answered me

My country turned to ashes
As soldiers paraded into streets
Beauty turned to blackness
As bombs rang as the greets
Children becoming homeless
In time too short to treat
My only hope in this hopeless
Is that the sun still rises in the east

-Jan @jahnavigouri

A day by the sea: A poem

The water rushing between my feet
The sea sings for echoes to leap
I watch the sun go back to its sleep
And awaiting the moon we breathe

The night blooms up from the deep
The turmoil of the day, it gently sweeps
The voice of the waves, slowly speaks
Dreams of bliss and tear-shed weeks

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Life’s play: A poem

The path I wanted is now broken by half
When people hear my dreams they only laugh
I wish to come first but I became the last
I am wounded and broken, escaping fast

What would I do, I am alone in the dark
I am trapped in a cage, and approach the sharks
I revise and revise, walking down the park
Just to forget everything in a lightning flash

New days unravel fresh new tasks
I have no friends, I run with the rats
Working so hard to be called not smart
Falling to the moon and crushed to the ash

Life is hard but a sweet little thing
I grap on its hand with all my might
I would have to go on, even with no gifts
So let’s run around and fly in its wings

-Jan @jahnavigouri