It’s In Her Vibes

Don't think I fell for her beauty,

She is not even close to the y.

But for her beauty which is internal,

I fell for something which was invisible.

I fell for her character,

As I saw her as the c in it.

Without which the word itself is incomplete,

When she loses it, she too is not complete.

You think I fell for her to lust,

Which I could seek in a market at a cost.

But for the charm that she carries,

For which I shall long for centuries.

I loved her energy and her vibe,

The feeling that no words can describe.

Her warmth made my heart to glow,

Her presence just rushes my blood’s flow.

I wanted her to decorate my life and to own,

Like a precious stone does to a crown.

I Wanted her light for my world when in dark,

Like the shine of a sun, true in its spark.

Even when I will miss everything of her,

Like nature, she is meant to be free forever.

I will forever wish her the worlds bliss,

As she carries energy that none wants to miss.

My heart now burns in her eternal fire,

Not just with pain but in the weight of my desire.

The burden that I will carry till my pyre,

Yet, for her happiness will be my prayer.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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The Weight of My Thoughts

If your thoughts were bricks, I could have built the tallest building,

Reaching higher than the sky, strong in every storm, standing.

If your thoughts were raindrops, it would’ve formed an ocean by now,

A flood of happiness or sadness, I would not really know.

If your thoughts were like fire, the earth would have been burned away,

Turning all mountains to ashes, every single day.

If your thoughts were like winds, they would blow across the world,

A storm making the world move away from its orbit, to its end.

If your thoughts were rivers, they would carve deep valleys,

Shaping the world of my dreams, filled with you finally.

If your thoughts were seeds, they would grow into big trees,

Creating forests all over, bringing the world to its knees.

If your thoughts were chains, they would bind me in one place,

Locking my heart in silence, leaving no sign of grace.

As your thoughts are like storms, it can either build or break,

Leaving behind scars or healing, depending on the path I take.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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Time and Reflection

Time is not going,

It is us that is moving,

As it stays here until the world's ending.

It is infinite and we cannot waste it,

We waste ourselves as we're finite,

As we will grow old and die one day or a night.

We have to use time wisely before we expire,

Stop comparing yourself for your desire,

As we are meant to run our races and burn like a fire.

A fish can forever live in water,

But as humans we cannot, not even for an hour,

As we are built differently, like every other.

Wheat grows in the land, like cocaine,

We cannot eat cocaine as meals, it's insane,

We're put on earth for different reasons, don't whine.

Gods has blessed each and every one,

With gifts, skills, talents for us to gain,

Do not envy the gift of others, it's a sin.

Look up and be thankful for all that we have,

We'll be here until the time needs us, so behave,

Even a stopped clock is right twice a day, be brave.

Time is a treasure and a gift in disguise,

Spending it on unwanted desires is not wise,

Until our clock stops, value every second as a prize.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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Your Essence, Filled in My World

In your aroma my blood flows wild

And my heart behaves like a child.

My eyes, in your image it is filled,

As a whole I feel beguiled.

All that one desires is physical,

But I want forever to be with your soul.

If you listen, you'll hear my hearts haul,

It will continue until it reaches its goal.

Something that made me love you,

And something made you hate me, it’s true.

But paths changed and directions too,

Hope that I will be remembered as one in a few.

Unable to change the direction of my heart,

As it never wants from you, to depart.

My dreams are like a colorless art,

As you were the colors, spread in every part.

My whole world is filled with your essence,

I smell you in this nature; in all I see your presence.

It truly doesn't matter the distance,

You will be in me for all my existence.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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Life Beyond Rewards

To follow, life doesn’t come with scripts,

Where good deeds gets gifts,

And bad deeds lead to bad effects..

Life isn’t that simple,

Truth is, it is unpredictable,

And at times it is too cruel.

Bad things happen to very good people,

And good things happen to bad, it’s mentally fatal,

Yet in doing good you are doing something meaningful.

People face hardships, even if they are kind & selfless,

While many thrive, who harm and manipulates,

Frustrating, unfair, and it is difficult to digest.

Doing good deeds are connected to this universe,

You can't expect a guaranteed return, it's a curse,

This defines who we are, in our life’s course.

Kindness, helping nature and positivity,

Don’t get rewards; as it's a meaningful life’s activity,

As we choose to be true to self, in a world of cruelty..

We do good not for a easy life in return,

As the world can be tough and unfair for one,

Kindness is what really matters, don’t shun.

In peoples struggle, goodness is what we’ve to spread,

Helping others to find strength, not for a reward,

Goodness isn’t immediate, but it is real and it’s all recorded.

Sometimes we see bad people to prosper,

But none knows what kind of life they suffer,

Selfishness & harm may bring gains that’ll not last forever.

So, even if good doesn’t always bring good

Be assured it still brings something priceless, it would,

Purpose, integrity, and a pure heart is often misunderstood.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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Your Love is My Fuel

 

For this vehicle called me,

The engine is my heart to be.

My emotions are the tanks, to fill,

In which you pour your love as fuel.

A journey filled with happiness, I long,

With love and care for a drive long.

My steady feet are the wheels,

Driving forward with my heart beat, I can feel.

Your laughter will steer me right,

Guiding through the darkest night.

My eyes shines like headlights so bright,

With your power, my life's road will be lit.

With your touch, a spark will glow,

That'll bring warmth when cold winds blow.

The brakes are your cautions with grace,

Slowing down my life's drive during a race.

But in your arms, I will find my rest,

Knowing that with you, I will be truly blessed.

The steering wheel is in your gentle hands,

That will direct my drive, across all lands.

Through all roads and open plains,

With you I shall not bear any pain.

The mirrors of past, shows where all I have been,

Reflections of my love, will stay within.

In this journey's every mile, a cherished story,

With you by my side, my heart will never worry.

Together we'll let this drive, never to end,

With your love as fuel, I will go for more rounds.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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The Dangerous Peoples in Life

Worry not about the person, who is bad,

But the ones who pretend to be good.

Worry not about the person, who is an enemy,

But the ones who pretend to be friends.

Worry not about the person, who is evil,

But the ones who pretend to be godly.

Worry not about the person, who criticizes,

But the ones who pretend with praises.

Worry not about the person, who does wars,

But the ones who pretend to be peace seekers.

Worry not about the person, who is weak,

But the ones who pretend to be strong.

Worry not about the person, who is harsh,

But the ones who pretend to be kind.

Worry not about the person, who shows anger,

But the ones who pretend to be gentle.

Worry not about the person, hides truth,

But the ones who pretend to be honest.

Worry not about the person, who is after fame,

But the ones who pretend with humility.

Worry not about the person, who is a sinner,

But the ones who pretend to be innocent.

Worry not about the person, who is an atheist,

But the ones who pretend to be religious.

Worry not about the person, selfish,

But the ones who pretend to care for.

Some of the dangerous people in life,

Avoid them at all costs to avoid grief.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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The Process of Life

We were put on this earth with nothing,

And we can't leave, even with one thing.

In between, We get attached to everything,

On earth everything is temporary and needs understanding.

Possessions, status and all kinds of relationship,

Wealth, success and achievements, not in our grip.

All that we gain today will be lost tomorrow,

Even the strongest tree perishes, once it fully grows.

Everything changes including your body,

But the soul stays intact and not greedy.

Your body is a temporary form of transit,

To the next journey, when time comes you exit.

None can harm, hurt or own your soul

Passing through containers should be one's goal.

The soul is our true self, one should realise,

It is eternal and free, expect to reprise.

Pleasures and pains only causes suffering,

Just transcend with experience and in developing.

We are just a part in a play that is divine,

Filled with ups and downs, loss and gain.

All that exists on earth, does not belong to any,

Though with wealth and possessions, there are many.

We are just custodians of all materials in world,

That is the message even the supreme once told.

Once we accept the divine order of life,

One will be free from all kinds of grief.

Birth and death is like changing one's attire,

A process continues until the soul gets retired.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

A Rare Soul

You are a rare soul, special and true,

In this world, I do not want to be one in a few.

No matter how time passes, or how far you go,

None can be like you, for sure I know.

Others may search and look for your traces,

Hoping to feel what they once felt, your graces.

But the truth is, like a crystal it can be,

None can be like you, as no one will see what I see.

You are not just a memory that I can forget,

But a life changing experience, I will not regret.

In depth of my hearts that knows you well,

Your soul and joy's it brought, a story I will tell.

I accept for who you are, just the way you are,

You're unique, no one to replace, like a star.

You're special, one of a kind and that is your grace,

You're a rare soul, there is none to take your place.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

Gender neutral poem

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The Monster’s Behind The Mask

The monster we see in a person,

In any relationships end,

It is the true character of one,

With a mask, they usually hide behind.

The one we think is from our dream,

You will witness their truth,

Being an innocent person, they will seem

At the end, they will show their wrath.

Their charm, smile, and the soft sweet voice,

Like a prison that keeps us inside.

When their expectation breaks, with no choice,

The mask falls off, the monster invades.

Vengeance will burn like fire,

Hurting with words, sharp as blades.

It was just a phase and a passing desire,

Everything changes, even their needs.

The one that was hiding for long,

Showing you their true color at the end.

A person who will always be wrong,

Know that they cannot be a true to depend.

It is hard to accept and to believe,

The care we thought was real, a lie.

A real monster that none can deceive,

Truth hurts, but it's something, not to be shy.

The monster is real in human form with rage,

You will be better without the pain they gave,

From people like these, it’s better to disengage,

You will be free and live life as brave.

**Applicable for all kinds of people we meet in life, Family, Friends, Relatives, colleagues etc.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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You Stay Away From

Stay away from the sky,

as it will pull you up thinking you belong in heaven.

Stay away from the sun,

as it will snatch you thinking you are its light.

Stay away from the moon,

as it will abduct you thinking that you are a fallen part.

Stay away from the oceans,

as it will drag you into thinking you are its queen.

Stay away from the fire,

as it will consume you thinking you are its flame.

Stay away from my hands,

it will grab you, thinking you belong to me.

Stay away from my sight,

as my legs want to walk towards you.

Stay away from my mind,

as it will create memories of you by thinking.

Stay away from my heart,

as it will fall for you, thinking you are its love.

Stay away from my soul,

as it will engulf yours, thinking you are its twin.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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Eternal Sounds Of My Soul

Even when I am lost,

I will search for your way at any cost.

Even when I go blind,

I will pray for your dreams to bind.

Even when I go dumb,

I will still speak from my heart, till my tomb.

Even when I am deaf,

I will still understand you, not a bluff.

Even when I lose my mind,

I will still think of you to find.

Even when I breathe my last breath,,

You will still be in it until my death.

And when my soul leaves this body,

I will still carry your essence, my lady.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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Ask Her Not To

Ask her not to come near my funeral;

else my soul will start a war with hell to return.

Ask her not to come near my burial;

else I will turn into a seed and my love will grow again.

Ask her not to look at my photograph;

else I might come alive, wanting to be with her.

Ask her not to think of me;

else my memories will chase and start to haunt her.

Ask her not to keep me in her memories;

else I will forever be alive in her thoughts.

Ask her not to mention my name;

else I will mix with the oxygen, to reach her.

Ask her not to keep me in her dreams;

else I am afraid I will forever imprison her there.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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Holika Dahan & Holi

Fill your darkness with colors,

When we celebrate victory of good over evil.

Let all negativity burn within that suffers,

All demons and demoness inside, to prevail.

To burn the inner faults of self and to purify,

And the end of winter and the advent of spring.

Holika Dahan followed by Holi to glorify,

The promise, filled with a new beginning.

True belief of Prahlad, s/o Hiranyakashyap,

A demon who disliked Lord Vishnu, the supreme one.

A powerful arrogant king, who insisted all to worship,

Him as a god; resisted, he decided to kill his own son.

Holika had a power that fire would not harm her,

Hence she walked into flames with Prahlad.

True to his devotion, Prahlad was saved from the asur,

And Holika turned to ashes instead.

Today we recreate this fire to spread a message,

If one decides to stay on the path of good.

One eventually triumphs the evil's rage,

True devotion will always protect us from bad.

The demon king again decided to kill his son,

Thinking that the boon of Lord Brahma will deliver.

As he cannot be killed by neither animal nor by men,

Not in the day and in night, shastra or astra, indoors nor in open air.

Thus, Vishnu taking the form of half-man-half-lion,

Protective Narasimha, killed the arrogant demon king.

So the message is clear, with pure devotion,

One will be protected no matter what, aloud I sing.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

The Vibe of Her/Him

She / He carries a positive energy,

That will transform any place, her/his synergy.

Mind, body and soul combined

She / He is a gentle breeze for any mind.

With kindness and grace in her/his heart,

She/He will turn any darkness to part.

Her/His strength and weakness’ always shine,

Like the hope of a new day, that is fine.

Her / His smile shines like a sun,

Her / His presence will soothe anyone.

She / He spreads joy in every length,

And inspires others, it's her/his strength.

Filled with empathy and compassion,

With an open heart, she / he always listens.

She / He faces life's challenges boldly.

Through them, she / he learns lessons gladly.

She / He finds fun in small things,

Her / His love and smile will give anyone wings.

Her / His laughter is like pure music,

And her / his presence is a true magic.

Attracts, like a magnet of positivity,

Filled with warmth in all her / his activities.

You will witness it when you go near,

Such is the vibe of her. / his, a charmer.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

Gender neutral poem, add She / He and his / her according to ones comfort. It talks about people with positive energy.

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The Burden in Our Minds

When a person develops attachment,

For one's good life it is a mismatchment.

One starts to suffer in mind,

Ignoring the best in reality, unkind.

From attachment arises desire,

That will burn anyone like a fire.

From desire arises anger,

Which is a red signal for danger.

From anger comes delusion,

That will make one remain in illusion.

Delusion leads to one’s loss of memory,

Which is way to the biggest worry.

When memory is lost, intelligence is destroyed,

Everything will be lost once you enjoyed.

When intelligence is destroyed, one perishes

Like dust all of that we are vanishes

Desire, fear, or anxiety, within,

One can prevent suffering when it begins.

All these arise from sense of perception,

Learn to allow them without being disturbed in action.

Pleasure and Pain, they come and go like the seasons,

Do not resist this natural flow, must for human beings.

All fears exist only in one’s imagination,

During the event, it isn't intense to our anticipation.

*Inspired by Bhagavad Gita, Chapter 2, 62-63, 14)*

By,

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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A Heart That Went Bankrupt

In a bank called my heart, a treasury,

I invested all my love and your memory.

Fixed for sweet returns forever,

But only pain and misery in turn, a terror.

Wanted transactions of love and care,

But was denied and now I am in despair.

My ATL (Any Time Love) was forever open for you,

You visited anytime with a smile, no que.

The vault of my heart is now sealed,

I opened it multiple times, nothing to yield.

For every deposit of yours, I gave more,

But, all that remains is paining my core.

I lost all my emotions in your gaze,

Now with zero balance and it’s freezed.

With it, you took away my heart too,

All my emotional accounts are bankrupt, it’s true.

I wanted your love to be a dividend,

To grow forever without an end.

You withdrew everything with no care,

Left with an empty vault, nothing to spare.

My ATL was always open for you,

But you withdrew beyond limit, I didn’t knew.

The safe deposit box is forever locked,

There is nothing left, even my soul is shocked.

I gave all my savings, it was my trust,

Yet you proved in true love pain is must.

My bank once filled with fortune of happiness,

Now it stays empty, no emotions, I dismiss.

The bank is bankrupt, nothing to give,

My emotions run empty, no reason to survive.

Only because, I invested all my love and your memory,

In a bank called my heart, a treasury.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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All Ships Today

When people show you, they don’t care,

Even when you gave your best that is rare,

It hurts our hearts and breaks into two,

But is there anything that we can do?

The truth is hard and it feels so bad,

Caring for someone who makes you sad.

When they don’t care you the same way,

It’s better to allow them to go away.

Save yourself from more pain inside,

Don’t let your heart keep hopes that died.

Begin to accept yourself, step by step,

Healing begins when you hold the grip.

In life everyone is capable to be replaced,

Family, friends, colleagues and relatives, once loved

Be true to yourself and be who you are,

The rest are just a crowd, you don't have to care.

It’s not a easy task and it takes some time,

But peace will come, and you will shine.

Accept it, and find a life that’s new, its fair,

When people show you, they don’t care.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

Applicable for all kinds of relationships, family, friends, relatives etc.

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Life Moves on, A Replaceable We

A strange thing, how we walk into people’s lives,

Thinking we matter, and are irreplaceable, we strive.

We play our unique part in this life's role.

Our presence isn't permanent, our absence isn't unbearable,

Time and time again, we have witnessed people move,

Our friends fade, ending with true stories of love.

And all the places that we once filled,

All its memories give us moments of chill.

We will be replaced in everybody's life,

Whatever roles we are currently in, grief.

Effortlessly our places taken by someone new,

And it feels like betrayal from the trusted few.

Our existence matters while it’s happening,

Imprints of love, we leave; often life changing.

All our words carried weight, no matter how deep,

Life does what it does, it goes on and none can keep.

People always heal with new relations,

The space we occupied, is filled by others' actions.

New friends, new people, nothing empty is left,

We break or liberate, it is hard, realization is must.

The world doesn't stop without our presence,

So do people, no one stops for us, no offence.

We too are the same, we’ve to dig our past, to realise,

For a lasting relationship, even we've made a promise.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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When We Love a Person

When we love a person; Their beauty becomes a reason.

But when they refuse; Their ugliness comes to our vision.

When we love a person; All their mistakes seem silly.

But when they refuse; With the same we start to bully.

When we love a person; Even their abuses are a melody,

But when they refuse; every sound of theirs seems unpleasantly.

When we love a person; She becomes an angel.

But when they refuse; All of a sudden they look like a devil.

When we love a person; We accept them for who they are,

But when they refuse; In everything we start finding an error.

When we love a person; We shower our love like rain,

But when they refuse; We start to hate them in pain.

When we love a person; we can go miles for them.

But when they refuse; we become stagnant

When we love a person; they become your world.

But when they refuse; they are not even a soul.

If love turns out to be hate when they refuse.

The love that you had isn't true, don't confuse.

Love is love, when they are with you,

Or even without them, forever it stays, if it’s true.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

Applicable for all kinds of relationship, Parents, Siblings, Friends, Family etc.

Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.

A Blessing Or A Curse

The day I met you, I thought angels were real.

Yet you proved, demons exist as humans, now I feel.

For your love, day & night I prayed,

But I, in your heart, was just another prey.

My nights were deep and with dreams of peace,

You become part of it, thought it might increase.

Wanted to steal you away from this earth,

The sword you used to cut my heart, a wrath.

My heart, once greener now gone dry,

By your actions and words, it made me cry..

All the bitter things from you about me in words,

Cut my soul like thousands of swords.

You took away my wings,

During the season of the spring.

Destiny’s right path has been chosen,

A blessing or curse, by nature it was given.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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