Abhimanyu Raman

Rookie (30-3-1992 / Palakkad)

Procrastinations - Poem by Abhimanyu Raman

I have seen too much life
One too many random lies
Even as i strive
To walk by
These things that hold me down
I cannot! Let alone see
The Ugliness that is reality
Rhyme? Yes, though it was not intended to be
I create these constructs hoping for war, not peace

I walk past many unseen horrors
bound to jump up one day, if not today
life isn't shielded with pain proof walls
it has more than a few tricks to make us all fall
we dance to its tune
cry when it tells us to
laugh when it tells us to
written in the annals of many long lost prayers of man
we can only look on as a mere spectator
to the travesty of our lives
being flushed down a whirlpool of pain.
The quaint feeling is more than just innocuous
I bite my lips, savouring every taste
of the redness that filled.
life may have killed me, but i'm too skilled
to let reality wake me
from my make-believe escapades
its all in the trades, hiding
in several different shades
And even if i wake
from my self-made dream
Nothing will change
Not the desperation, not the rage
Not even the many words i blurt on this page

Time and again,
I have tried, to move in flow to the world's design
Now i understand, the design is in my hand
I only have to reach out from this cocoon
of remorse i have made, around my frail being
For once to be strong, to act, to lose inhibition
The only question is,
Can I?
Or should I wait?

(Written In collaboration with Sneha Murali. Her works are available in Poemhunter)

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Procrastinations by Abhimanyu Raman

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010

[Report Error]