Moon in my window
I can see that you’re watching me
Soon by my willow
I can hear your voice in the sea
Thousand miles we go
It is not that old little me
Million memories grow
In bend and forgotten trees
Ancient rhythms sow
A tale so old to preach
My mind it sings low
For a nameless land I reach
I see my window
It stands miles away from me
My old bend willow
Your thoughts drown now in my sea
-Jan @jahnavigouri
A penguin lost in a desert
A piece of ice I want to breath
Even if the ice isn’t real
It would be heaven to me
The scorching sun on my back
What would happen to me?
Should I die like the others
Or would I live and live
My home now seem like a distant
Distant star from my reach
Everyone in the desert is happy
Happy as it is their home, you see
I once had a past so happy
Between the Antarctican sun and breeze
I had friends and family to hold me
When life wasn’t happy and free
Now alone at a distance
Distance they would never come to see
I stand with my face to the sun
Courage I would never leave
I would walk and walk ahead
Regret won’t breathe in me
A unhappy tear I can’t shed
I would fight till my last breath
-Jan @jahnavigouri
Young and old, living sore
In building high and some very old
Sun in sky, dawn passed to night
I watch as strangers live, then die
Street lamps echoed the misery of times
Shabbiness whispered ancient hymns
Old faces held in a pretend smile
Roads are many, paths, never kind
Sky overhead reflects my soul
Carried by a forgotten hole
The light of stars made me whole
Moon in waltz telling jokes
Better life, we beg in our knee
Things only happen as they should be
Everyday life held to me
As new paths open and joy, I feel
Words of mystery whispered in ear
A familiar rhythm I wish and hear
Falseness held my heart with fear
But happy times are promised to be near
-Jan @jahnavigouri
I asked for pebbles as I fell to the sand
Wickedness exploding in a kind looking hand
I walked away from my one and only land
Loneliness has now become my magic wand
Sky is dark as the night came by
Stars twinkled as my mind asked why
Dungeon of sadness, foolish I
Misery, misery I could never say bye
A land of happiness awaits me
A way to get there I don’t seem to see
Monsters of dark is now clutching to me
I always fail when I try to flee
Once kind people have turned distant now
Smile with a cost, I don’t know how
Distant is good and came fragile love
Fly away, fly away my precious dove
I have waited for something meant to be
Bonded in a golden cage, I tried to flee
A new path opened but just not lovely to me
As it was not the path, I have waited all my life to see
– Jan @jahnavigouri
Hello dear readers,
I am truly honoured to announce that my poem ‘Is That Nobody Really Me?’ got nominated for publication of the month at Spillwords Press. I want to give my thanks to Dagmara.K and everyone at Spillwords for publishing my poem.
I also want to give my deepest gratitude to each and everyone of you here for your kindness, love and support. All of this would have never happened without you all.
The voting has already started for the publication of the month at Spillwords and would end in four days. I would really love it if you can head over here and cast your vote. I would really appreciate your support.
Is That Nobody Really 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
The sky blue like some memory
I walk and realized I am a nobody
The clock ticked away slowly
The time passed more bitterly
Sleep consoled me nicely
But the ache it never did leave me
A future light in my mind
As the past erased itself
I slept peacefully for the first time
And walked away feeling more of myself
Love,
Jan @jahnavigouri
I see by the river, a tree
Many great branches hanging free
Right by the riverbank, I see
A waning moon and then me
It is by this river, I loved to sit
At a past so old, a true gift
It is by this river, I had filled
My mind with wishes, which is now still
Life’s rhythm had gone uphill
When melodies broke and joy filled
A thread so old and sacred, shed
I drowned myself, as sadness fled
Leaving everything I now run
Walking away from the hand with the sun
Past shattered and then it sank
To memories went the riverbank
– Jan @jahnavigouri
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
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
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
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
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