Under the starlit sky
Above the sea
We stand
Prefect when we got here
Perfectly programmed

Then the air came
We cried when it passed thru us
But it’s what we live on
An expression of sorrow

Now we can walk
Now we can talk
Now we can feel
Now we are fully programmed

Fables and tales read to us
And years of the past told
The past is sketchy
The future predicted
Just minutes from reality
Tablets in the sand

The end is known yet the beginning is lost

Death of Innocence

In the coffin she lay

Black roses surrounded her

She was alone

Just as she always been

But this was her carcass

She had left a long time ago

Marred my hells angels

She was a fighter

Red turned to black

As life turned to death

Hell become her reality

Darkness; took her over

As hard as she tried the wounds

Wouldn’t heal

As hard as she tried the pain

Wouldn’t go

She succumbed to it all

Alone again in the coffin

No one to bid her good bye

Rain drop formed a tear

In her eye

She was innocence.

DO THEY REALLY EXIST

Uncertainty, the promise tomorrow holds??? Questions…

They say crisis makes you question all around you look at your self inside out…introspection that what they call it…u wonder why the world moves and why you did what u did…as they say you have all your life to repent…true but at the same time u have all your life to insure that u don make the same mistakes…

u cant teach any one what u have learnt because life taught it to u and only to u…she wants others to learn in another way…so u cant preach u see people go down that same path u try to stop them but it doesn’t seem to work…u learn soon that life is laughing at u…she said Plagiarism was a crime…

So u learn to move on various people slap u in the face…life stop and leaves u because life too can be temperamental. Sometime u leave her because you’re hurt with what she did

the truth is u cant do with out her so u learn to pick up from where u left off the faster u do the better and with time (a bad enemy) u learn to accept all that comes your way and all that doesn’t.
People argue why should we do what others want us to…to that all I have to say is do whatever gets u too sleep at night… Whatever insures u don cry and u wear a smile

The strange part is life decides when things are great that is time u learnt a new lesson…so when u think u know it its back to school once again…

Fate destiny GOD…life…word…we coined in various languages we speak…DO THEY REALLY EXIST????

Gayatri Mehta

Uncertainty

The truth Is ever changing
So is the past
What stands today, tomorrow maybe lost
Tomorrow holds a promise
But tomorrow never comes

Gayatri Mehta

I Am Just At Sea

Its Not that things are not right
I am at sea
why does everything have to be
so confusing
i just growing up
not doing rocket science
its just life
why is mine so full of complexcites
why do i never understand
why do i alway get myself
into a soup
why do i let things in
and then want out
why am i buring the candles on both ends
i really didnt do anything
so why me???
realy speaking it nt all that bad
but why cant it just be rite
there isnt anything wrong
but there isnt anything rite
i really don knw what i am sayin

Gayatri Mehta

They say!

They say!!
I am going through what they call adolescences. They think I just looking for ma identity, for the person I am, and they think I don know what I am doing. They think me en't ready to face the ugly world .to face what they call life

How am I gonna get far if they don let me fly, they don let me spread ma wings and try. To experiment with ma life to get wiser, I have a strong head screwed on ma shoulder I know ma limits, why don they understand? That we are all, not bad. I have a further I want be some one.

When will they see that I can handle ma self? When will they see that I ent a kid any more. When will they let me face ma fears, and will they mollycoddle me forever? when will they learn that ma life is short and, there are lots I want to learn? There are lots I want to see. There’s so much there I feel I am missing I feeling the world calling me, telling me to live , telling me to come , and taste what it is really to live.

They say I will waver from the path that I have set out to pursue. they say that in this delicate age guidance is something u don think u need ,but u do they say ,they will put u on the right path …….but how can they when I don which path I want to be on….

give me chance, let me decide….. for the first time…..let me feel that ma decision matters….even if yours is binding….. take ma suggestion…hear me….I don always talk crap…I am forming opinions …I have views….. hear them…. I know they are strong…. I am trying hard to climb the few steps… to becoming and adult… a responsible one I promise…I want to be the person u dreamed your daughter to be

Words hurt me…. thing matter to me…they mould the person I am going to be…. so don say derogatory things… they hurt me and even at this age make me want to cry…. don say the things u do they leave a lasting impression they make a scar that's going to last a life time….not jus any life time….they are things that are going to torment me for as long as I live….

If want to help…I will ask….don jus do it. let feel things I say are heard even if they aren’t and u don think what I say makes sense…. respect it anyway…. I ent telling u not to tell me what is rite or wrong that’s your job …jus telling u…to change your way of doing it….be nice I ent 5 no more I am growing…. see the transition give me ma space… let me be me…. let me decide….let have ma own Identity ….I am forming it…

Gayatri Mehta

No Solace

this Poem is really old...i don really rem why i rote soo hell happy readin

So we meet again
What do we do
Begin again
Cant look into your eyes
Anymore

You have changed
That’s all you have to say
How do you want me to respond to you

What do you want me to say
Might as well say what you want to hear

Isn’t that how its always been
All about you
And when things came crashing down
You ran…
You ran and left US
Far behind

Far from repair
Close to despair

But ill be fine you be on your way
No more
Tears for me
Will miss you

Its not us anymore
Was never US
Was always YOU

Food turns to ash
Lifes not worth living
Its not your fault
I was blind

What was on my mind
Disillusion that, know
Truth lost
I can’t find myself

In the darkness I pray
Hoping he will someday listen

What did we do so worng
To deserve this

No where to run
No where to hide
No abode to call mine

Promises broken
Sore eyes
A brused heart
A tainted mind

So we are just friends
Two people where distance took the place of love
Two hearts that dreamed a dream now shattered like glass

So its good bye
You walk your path
The way you planned it
And Ill do the same
These paths were to be one
The worlds a lonely place
There’s no solace

Its over
That’s all
Love is lost
So am I

Gayatri Mehta