May 1, 2009

The Brightness of Truth


I peeked out into the wonderful world outside
From within my parents shell around me
And waited eagerly for the fine day
I would be granded wings on my own.

With a heart spilling with emotions
I stepped out of the broken shell.
Crushing its pieces under by feet,
I walked out into the brightness.

In the light that has been shielded by my shell,
I saw the world as it really was.
No longer under a filter, my heart slowly learned
The stinking truth of the real world.

Where lies roamed free without a reason,
A hidden sneer always tailed a plastic smile,
Where some fasted for a better posture,
While other to hide their hunger.

Where people killed like dogs in the streets,
While others learned to blind themselves
And to stare at their own paths
Where the only mantra was "I, Me and Mine".

I tried to shield myself and ignore it
But the blanket around me slowly faded away.
I found myself stink with the world around me.
I had finally become a part of the chaos.

Around me I heard sound of cracking shells
Eager faces glancing out of their breaking shells
To stare into the unknown world,
And to face the brightness of truth.

48 comments:

Priya Joyce said...

u have put it so so well....its the sad truth we all hav ta face and.what is worse is we can't do nythng...ahhh!!

pleez share this everywere u can..let more people read it
:)

ki said...

Fabulous job! I like the expression 'plastic smile', it's SO true these days!!!

muthu said...

the poem is well written....

a good natural flow of words...

but what you have written is a cynic s attitude....

Of course life has a lot of shit in it.. but who cares i have a lot of people to love, lot of good things to do and a lot of smiles to deliver.


and priya.... who says you cant do anything about it... start simple spread a smile today...

tell someone you love them that you love them....

why is that even teens today are such cynics... man and to think that they haven't even tasted even half of their lives......

Amal Bose said...

thank you priya.. i think people dont want to anything and they just follow the crowd.

Amal Bose said...

@ki
you are right.
now a days we just want to pretend to like others for our own benefits

Amal Bose said...

@muthu
thank you.. :-)
just because there is some good in this world doesnt mean we can ignore all the evil, can we?

Vinnie said...

Amal!!

beautiful expression..very strong n to the point..loved this para so...
//Where lies roamed free without a reason,
A hidden sneer always tailed a plastic smile,
Where some fasted for a better posture,
While other to hide their hunger.//

n this one is amazing, man...//Around me I heard sound of cracking shells
Eager faces glancing out of their breaking shells
To stare into the unknown world,
And to face the brightness of truth.//

overall..extremely well-worded..great work!

Vinnie said...

your new blog header is excellent...the layout is perfect i liked the neat feel too..

i have some time on my hands today..planning to change my blog layout too:):)

Vinnie said...

Well, Muthu is right when he says..we can be good in our little ways..spread the smile n that smile will go a long way in bringing it back to our lips when we r down...like a bommerang!

amazing discussions ensued fro mthis poem..way to go!

Amal Bose said...
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Amal Bose said...

@Vinnie
thank u Vinnie, those are my fav too..
and good luck for your new template :-)

Niti said...

Sad..but true..but thats life..:)
and once u know the rules in the game..its not as bad!! or probably u just get used to it..

Hope it feels better in the days to come.. i liked your writing style..different than ur other works

Hemanth Potluri said...

beautiful poem mate :)..just loved it...i love the template and the header :)...good job..

urs..hemu..

damsel in distress said...

hey...
wow, u sketch and u write..hmm..
CET? i was at cet for an exam recently. at the EEE dept i guess.. since i had a lotta tym to spare in the exam hall, i took the liberty of deciphering the writings on the desk. " what the f*** is wrong with the system man..i feel like staring into the infinity" something similiar to this was written der...kudos to tht soul.. hope u aint that one..

Where lies roamed free without a reason,
A hidden sneer always tailed a plastic smile,
Where some fasted for a better posture,
While other to hide their hunger.
loved these lines.

thanx for following me. glad u thot my style of writing was good..pls visit the blog often...

:)

cheers!

damsel in distress said...

er..just what i said. some troubled soul scribbled the lines on the desk. i felt an instant kinship with that soul..was entertaiment in those troubled times while i was pondering over equations..there were other things too,but i remember this one only. the class was one with a window which kept making noise whenever the wind blew. has something on the wall near the entrance to the class.enogh to catch eyes, but written in small print. am sure you will find it(cant mention what was written,). and i am almost sure it was the eee dept.

found it a coincidence that i read ur blog after my visit to cet. great col, cool campus.. big!!!

forget it. i had to mention the fact..:) dont let it trouble you.

Amal Bose said...

Thanks a lot Niti..

Amal Bose said...

Thanks Hemanth.. i was a bit worried abt how the blog would luk after i changed the theme .. ;)

Amal Bose said...

@ Damsel in distress

thanks a lot..
ya we get different art forms from the desks of our clg.. from arts to dialogues to even love letters... ;)
well just a specialty of our clg

Dhanya said...

This place looks a lil different. Changed your theme huh ? :D

Loved the poem!

Amal Bose said...

ya i changed the theme.. tried a simple n lighter one. hope it works out well :-)

Deepika Gupta said...

Someone is turning poetic ;)
great going.. \m/

Amal Bose said...

he he.. just trying ;)

k.ø.c.h.ü said...

dat was nice...gud attempt...sorry im late :) had clg...

Diya said...

Hey, thanks for visiting and commenting on my blog. :)
"The stinking truth of the real world"
I loved this. Indeed the world does stink, and the apt way in which you have expressed people from their birth to the time when they turn into notorious animals, is very succinct. I appreciate it whole heartedly. :)
Hey, am following your blog, hope you have no problem. :)
Bye, and keep 'em burning.
Cheers. :)

Diya said...

You indeed have a mind-blogging blog dude. :)

Amal Bose said...

@ kochu
thanks dude ;-)

Amal Bose said...

@ diya
thanks a lot..
well.. i definitely dont have any problem with that. ;-)

Rahul Viswanath said...

True !!! Loved it ........

Amal Bose said...

thank u Rahul

Little Girl Lost said...

very very strong poetry amal... loved it :)

Devil Incarnate... said...

U hav put those lines so well that, nomore explanation is needed..
The interesting thing is that u didnt really hav to exagerate nything, wt ever u wrote were those simple truths abt reality..

mathew said...

nicely written ..and expressed so well!!

Amal Bose said...

@little girl
thank you :-)

Amal Bose said...

@ Devil
thank you soo much :-)

Amal Bose said...

@ mathew
Thank you..
take care ;-)

Tina said...

wow, nice new layout:)

Winnie the poohi said...

Simple and sweet! It flows beautifully :)

Gymnast said...

Nice attempt. Yea , world is a mess. After all , we r the ones who live in it! :-)

Amal Bose said...

@Tina
thank you..

Amal Bose said...

@ Winnie
thanks a lot

Amal Bose said...

@Gymnast
thank you :-(
n quite true...

Rere Capulet said...

Wow.. this is so awesome. and honest.

swati said...

BEUtifully xpressed..kudos!!
good day!

Amal Bose said...

@ Rene

thanks a lot rene :)

Amal Bose said...

@ Swati
thanks a lot..
good day to u too..

Ashwadhy said...

Amal, Very impressive. Salute the poet in you and your ability to catpure and pen it down so well. Again... deep and dark.
May you find your light!

Brosreview said...

A very strong message here! I liked it! It is only when you are on your own, free to decipher things on your own that even the darkest hour is lit and brought to attention. Most regret doing so after learning from it.

However, you might want to check the word "granded". No offence intended here.

Netha Hussain said...

What you have portrayed is reality.......We just follow the crowd......Your poem makes the readers reflect upon themselves...
Nice work...