Saturday, November 18, 2017

Wishful Thinking


Today I received 
Your letter
A letter that was 
Written for me
By me
Through you
A conversation
Between you
And I
That never was...
Schizophrenia 
Of thoughts 
 Jumbled to form 
In-coherent emotions 
In the form of words
But regardless
 It was still a letter
From you to me
Written for me
By me
Through you…

 © Copyright Renu Vyas

Saturday, November 11, 2017

My Silly Poem



Very, very long ago
And once upon a time
I wrote a silly poem
That had no rhythm or rhyme

The words were really silly
And made no sense at all
And whosoever heard it
Would either cry or bawl

They would all yell at me
And ask me to please stop
But I refused to believe
That my poem was a flop

I made many copies of it
And stuck them on pizzas and pies
But then no one would eat them
And they would attract just flies

So I read it to trees and flowers
And I read it to the skies
I read it to imps and fairies
Who I felt were more wise

They pondered and wondered
At what my poem meant
They had meetings over it
And many a weeks they spent

But since they never understood
They decided not to take stress
They accepted and awarded me
And declared my silly poem the best

  © Copyright Renu Vyas

This one is for my granddaughters Aayushi and Avni :)

Thursday, November 09, 2017

Where has the laughter gone ?



"Always find a reason to laugh. It may not add years to your life, but will surely add life to your years."

Please don’t be misled by the title of this post. I am not sad and neither have I lost my sense of humour. I still have my sense of humour intact, but I don't laugh out loud like I did years ago. There was a time when I laughed in pure unadulterated joy at the smallest of things but now I don't find things as funny as I once did.

In fact when I look around, I see that overall people don’t laugh so much anymore. It is not that we are depressed, well maybe sometimes we are, but most of the times it is just that we are so distracted and caught up in our chaotic everyday life trying to make ends meet, trying to beat deadlines, multitasking,  and living up to expectations that we do not notice the funnier side of life. We are never fully present in the moment.

Most of my phone conversations with my family happen with me working at the same time doing this or that.

Another reason could be that for something to be funny there has to be a surprise or unusual angle attached to it. Sadly most things do not surprise me now as I get older. There is a sense of “been there, done that”. It is not that I am becoming blasé but I just don’t find things that funny anymore.

When was the last time you really laughed ? and by laughed I mean that loud belly aching laugh..it seems it is missing from life these days. It is as if we are living without truly being alive.


Tuesday, November 07, 2017

Love Immortalized


Instead of carving you
In wood or stone
I preserved your memories
In my heart 
And captured every aspect of you
In my poetry
Immortalizing you
Through my words

  © Copyright Renu Vyas

Sunday, November 05, 2017

Those Moments



Somewhere in between
Soft midnight conversations
Your cigarette breaths
And my coffee stains
I fell in love

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Thursday, October 26, 2017

Paper Existence


I am all the words
That reside in my poetry
Come, embrace my paper existence 

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

बस यूँही.....



कभी कभी दिल चाहता है, यूँ'ही कोई क़रीब आये... न कोई सवाल पूछे, न ज़वाब मांगे, बस  बिना कोई वजह यूँही सर पर हाथ रख के कहे "सब ठीक हो जायेगा....."

Sometimes, all you want is for someone to be there. No questions asked, no judgments passed..to just put their hand on your head and say in that caring tone for no reason at all "everything will be alright.."

But do people even have the time to do that anymore ? "How are you?" has just become a sentence that has to be spoken when they meet or over the phone. People are not really interested in knowing how the other person really is. They do not have the time to hear of your problems if you have any,  because they are far too busy talking of their own.

Mehdi Hasan's ghazal echoes in my mind...

सबकी सुन कर चुप रहते हैं दिल की बात नहीं कहते
आते आते जीने के भी लाख बहाने आ जाते हैं.....





Friday, September 15, 2017

Pain & Poetry


There is a pain hidden
In every poem that I write
And there is a poem hidden
In every pain that I feel...

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Saturday, August 12, 2017

Canyons Of Past


I am like a meandering river
That flows through
The canyons of my past.

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Wednesday, August 09, 2017

Drowning In Poetry



I would rather spill ink
Instead of tears
And drown in poetry

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Tuesday, August 01, 2017

Voice Of Silence


Amidst all the hustle and bustle around
I overheard today
The silence in the crowd 

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Friday, July 28, 2017

Memories - मैंने शायद तुम्हें पहले भी कहीं देखा है....


“Meine shayad tumhe pehle bhi kahin dekha hai…”  croons Mohammed Rafi softly in his melodious voice on the radio. I stop and stare at the radio. Waves of inexplicable nostalgia wash over me.  I haven’t heard this song in years and suddenly I am overcome with a torrent of memories. It is like a flashback of a different place and a different time.

Some songs when heard after a long, trigger such vivid memories that transport us back in time. They bring back emotions long buried beneath the debris of our everyday life. It is as if they are entwined with memories of certain people, places and seasons. Some songs bring a smile while others make us shed a tear quietly. Such is the power of songs and music.

What songs bring back emotions from your past ? Has a song ever caught you off guard and brought back a tidal wave of memories ?