All posts by Upen Reddy

And the reader yawns…

Poetry, Spontaneous

Don’t keep me away from poetry
But keep me away from people

Don’t keep me away from the observations of my eye
But keep me away from the effects of those observations

Don’t keep away from absorbing others pain
But keep me away from my unknown anger forever

Don’t keep away from me
But keep away from my slight darker side

Tonight
Emotions i can’t hide
I abide
To the pain
Slowly it subsides
And divides
Into pros and cons

Slowly the reader yawns
Saying “bygones be bygones”

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PRELUDE

Spontaneous

Together
We spend
Seconds,
Minutes,
Days,
Years,
One fine day
A jolt
Seizes the happiness in vault
Life comes to a halt
Neither you know
The taste of the salt or malt
Nor you can revolt
All you have to do is
Close the door of togetherness
And open the door of solitude
Show gratitude
Towards each other
Keeping aside ego and attitude
We are no more on the same latitude and longitude
This is just a prelude

In the Mountains..

Spontaneous

Out there in the mountains

We wake up to the morning sunshine

It’s just you and me

Sitting close to each other

Locking our fingers

Whilst the cool breeze runs through our hair

We experience the morning greetings of the nature

I slowly turn to your side

To look into your eyes

To see that twinkle in your eyes

Which was missing since months

The moment i get to see that twinkle

I feel like the wrinkle of problems in our life are ironed

To make us feel light,bright and confident.

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Rogues are there

Spontaneous

Rogues are there

Rogues are there
Rogues are everywhere

You don’t know
How?
Why?
Where?
And When?

They gonna pounce
And then words become very difficult to pronounce
Once
A fear germinates
It becomes very difficult to eliminate
Every now and then
The same things pops
Out of the dark memory
Becomes difficult to hop

In such situation
Stay strong
Go against the wrong
Never assassin the inner you
Because of what has happened out of blue
But assassin the fear in you
Yes,assassin the fear in you
You being “YOU”
Without being shattered by anything or everything around you
Is what i say.
Unecessary thoughts in mind
Never replay

Rogues are there
Rogues are there
Rogues are everywhere

Are you ready for a Journey??

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The very moment when we hear the word journey our soul gets excited and we start dreaming about it. We Google,gather information, zero in the locations and get ready soon to hit the road. A road journey can be planned. But have you ever thought of an inner journey? A inner journey within your ownself? Trying to know who you are ? What you want In your life? Even in our wildest dreams we wouldn’t have thought of the inner journey within our ownself. 

A journey in the nature makes you unwind,gives you wings to fly around and keeps you happy. Wherein an inner journey is all about letting your soul,mind and heart open and travelling deep within you to know the real you. Travelling deep with oneself is no joke.  It doesn’t happen just like that. It needs a lot of introspection and open mind to accept things the way that are and believing in it. It can tear you from inside, you may consider yourself silly till you know who you are,you will have sleepless nights,tears roll down your cheeks everytime you try to ask yourself who you are and for what this journey of life is all about. Once the inner journey begins you find happiness in everything you are surrounded with. You feel like giving.You give everything that You can and life becomes so simple. You become content and selfless. Happiness is  always on the face. The day your inner journey ends and you find who you are is the day actually your life begins. Till then you are one among the herd..

On a winter night

Spontaneous

Tonight
I will write about her
The weather
Turns breezy
Stars twinkle brigther
Moon comes closer to earth
To listen about her
A valley of thoughts
assemble in my mind
Making myself unwind
To the very thought of her .
She creates a imagery out of her heart
Spreading joy
Touching every heart
She comes across.
I stumbled upon her
During december
Every since then all i remember
About her,are those words
That make every one happy around her.
Words spoken
Words listened
Balancing speaking and listening
Isn’t a child’s play.
But today
I proudly say
She is part of my little world
Her happiness
Is all i want to mould for her:)

The Man Who Writes His Emotions

Spontaneous

Emotion is a  big word

A word that encircles the universe.
A word that is beyond its literal meaning.
A word that runs through all boundaries
A word that cuts you deeper than a sword.

Emotion is not merely an array of alphabets
Its a feeling that gets you back to yourself.

Being yourself, you feel the pain
The ache , the break and the tears in drain.
Being yourself, you feel the joy
Gratitude and happiness keeps your spirit high.
Being yourself, you feel the spice
A ton of feelings where you cannot decide.

We speak , we feel we talk emotions but there is a man who writes emotions.
A man who needs no introduction
He’s my bro and in his domain a pro.
Just a minute is fun,
He will bang you with his poems,
You will sit and hum.
I wondered, if I could ever write a good poem.
But he convinced,
Sis, you can, read as well as recite a poem.
Big bro, this ones for you,
Because you deserve to be special:-)

This poem is close to my heart and very special for me which was penned by my sister.