Mihir Kamat

Tag: life

  • Growing up

    Growing up

    Growing up is such a shame
    Life feels like a cruel game
    If it were up to me I’d make it stop

    Each passing day just make me older
    A little bitter and a little colder
    And some days simply fly over the top!

    So many meetings, calls and faxes
    With paying bills and doing taxes
    Oh how I wish I could take it slow

    The fast life continues to grill me
    It seems one day it might just kill me,
    how and when, there is no way to know.

    I wish that I was still a child
    A little naughty, a little wild
    Must be such a great feeling, I wonder,

    Free to do and think, as I choose
    With nothing to win and nothing to lose,
    I could run and run and run some more like thunder!

    Chocolate cake and sweet gum drops
    Or gummy bears and lollipops
    There’s nothing more that I’d like to feast on

    Seems just like a distant dream
    To start my day with ice cream
    I’d stuff myself until everything is gone!

    Spinning tops and racing cars
    And Flying kites and counting stars
    I’d ride my bike carefree along the street

    I’d be making friends all day long
    Or taking naps whenever I want
    Now really, wouldn’t that be neat!

    It’s time to stop my stupid story
    I’m going crazy, I know, I’m sorry,
    My ramblings must not have made much sense

    I’m just a simple guy you know
    Who lost something a while ago
    And is looking to win back his innocence.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
  • What do you do?

    What do you do?

    What do you do
    once you’ve done everything
    to apologize?

    Where do you go
    when the last place you feel safe
    is compromised?

    How do you escape
    a closed, dark room
    with no hint of a door?

    Whom do you trust
    when the one you depended on
    is no more?

    How do you feel
    when the reality you live in,
    isn’t real?

    What remains
    when the knife that cuts you
    is made of cold and cruel steel?

    What do you have
    when all that’s left are
    blood, sweat and tears?

    How do you face
    that fear you’ve been running from
    all these years?

    How do you speak
    when the words are gone
    and you have nothing to say?

    What do you do,
    when the light at the end of the tunnel
    seems to be fading away?

    How do you answer
    so many questions
    when you don’t have a clue?

    When you’re helpless,
    beyond a smidgen of hope,

    what do you do?

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
  • One Way Street

    One Way Street

    I wrote this song in my early days as a writer, I found this tucked under some old posts. I’ve redone some lines to my liking.

    (verse one)

    I’d been living in the past, trying to hide the pain
    Holding on for dear life, crying in the rain
    Life was a nightmare, I’d see wide awake
    The loneliness and sorrow, was too much to take

    Then you came along, became more than just a friend
    I’d spend everyday, hoping the day would never end
    And while we’d sit, we needn’t say a word
    Your eyes were always begging to be heard

    (Chorus)

    I’m going fast, so fast
    Down this one way street
    I hope to run into you
    I hope you feel it too

    And it feels just right
    Me being here tonight
    I’m falling head over heels
    Head over heels, in love with you!

    (verse two)

    Would you show me some faith? What I have for you is deep
    Make you mine forever, a promise I vow to keep
    I finally found the reason, to turn my life around
    My ship caught in the storm, has found solid ground

    I wish to wake up to your lovely, radiant face
    Lose myself in your charm, your cozy, sweet embrace
    The more I have of you, the more I want everyday
    You’ve become like a drug to me, I just can’t stay away

    (repeat chorus)

    Head over heels, in love with you!

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
  • There’s always hope

    There’s always hope

    He keeps a picture of his wife
    Finding comfort in her eyes
    Their marriage ended long ago
    His friends kept saying, “I told you so”

    But he laughs it off with a candid smile
    ‘Coz he still wants to reconcile
    Even though he’s on a slippery slope
    He’s hanging on because there’s still hope

    The waitress at the coffee shop
    She serves a hundred; daily, non-stop
    But every day her mind still lingers
    She only wants to be a singer

    Her day will come, she tells herself
    As she keeps the cups upon the shelf
    She holds on tight to all her hope
    Maybe greatness is still within her scope

    The runner holds aloft his beer
    A broken knee once ended his career
    One day he was right at the top
    He felt like he would never stop

    But the crushing blow, much to his grief
    Stole everything like a greedy thief
    Yet his spirit still lies with the game
    Finding comfort, all the same

    Hope is naught but a silken thread
    For one day you’re alive, and another dead
    There may be good waiting in the wings
    A golden day for better things

    So don’t lose heart; don’t forget to breathe
    There’s more to life than what lies beneath
    And on days when it gets hard to cope
    Don’t fret my dear, there’s always hope!

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Image copyright of Mihir Kamat.
  • Go look into a mirror

    Go look into a mirror

    It is a refreshing change to look
    At a mirror once in a while
    To take stock of how it’s going
    Before you take on that extra mile

    It tells you when you are angry
    Or when you are in pain
    It does not hide or disguise
    It just makes who you are plain

    So go look at a mirror today
    You’d be surprised at what it shows
    You may think you live in a perfect world
    Where everything gleams and glows

    It will show what you are becoming
    Or what you have left behind
    You can see it in your face
    If you’ve thought it in your mind

    A mirror shows what you truly are
    On its judgment you can rely
    It truly is a man’s best friend
    Because a mirror can never lie.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
  • My hero

    My hero

    I’m standing here in these dark woods
    The rain lashes out and drenches me
    Cold shivers run down my spine
    And my feet are numb;
    My mind is uneasy, my pulse racing
    I can smell my own fear.

    I beg that this pain ends;
    The suffering stops
    The emptiness goes away.
    My heart craves for someone to rescue me
    My savior, my hero.

    I pray to all the gods I believe in
    Clinging on to that thread of faith.
    But the mind knows;
    No one is coming.
    Desperation gets the better of me
    Like a dark serpent choking the life
    Out of my lifeless body.
    Soon the shoulders drop
    The body slumps
    It feels like it is all going to be over soon.

    And then a sudden realization dawns upon me.
    I realize I’m alive.
    More alive than I ever was.
    Still moving, breathing.

    And then the heart feels warm
    The rush of blood pumping through myriad veins
    With the energy of courage.
    The will to fight takes over.
    The will to survive.
    The seeds of my actions
    Seem to rip apart the darkness
    And bear fruit.

    I survive.

    And there have been many times since then
    When I was on the verge of quitting
    Or holding on for dear life.
    I didn’t need anyone else.

    For when I needed my savior,
    I didn’t need to look far.

    I was,
    My hero.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
  • Letting go

    Letting go

    I’ve been holding on for so long
    To what I felt was true love
    It was only a mirage I was chasing
    But never could get a hold of

    My mind kept saying over and over
    You were never mine to claim
    Be cautious, watch out, you’ll hurt yourself
    Love’s just a cruel game

    But the heart wants what it wants, my dear
    It seldom does think twice
    It falls for everything that seems
    So pretty and amazingly nice

    I thought you were different, my heart believed
    That you were the one for me
    Your hand just felt right in mine
    As if it were meant to be

    That smile you smiled, were drops of heaven
    That blessed my simple life
    The dreams I dreamed, where you became
    My beautiful, charming wife

    And the time I spent with you, my love
    Were moments spent in bliss!
    I’d imagine the sweet taste of honey
    In each and every kiss

    But it takes two hands to make a clap
    It was so plain to see
    I was stupid, my love was blind
    You never belonged to me

    I now look back, smile and wonder
    Why I’d held on so long
    Or why I’d lived with the pain
    When I wasn’t very strong

    The answer’s plain, for all to see
    It’s not the holding on I rue
    For me the hardest part, was and is
    Letting go of you.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
  • Don’t say goodbye

    Don’t say goodbye


    I truly believe love lasts forever. Even though the person whom you loved the most is gone, their love is what keeps you alive.

    Here’s a song I wrote dedicated to that undying love.


    (verse one)

    You say it’s time to go now
    You don’t mean what you say
    I see it in your quiet eyes
    Tears streaming away

    You’re headed off to a better place
    A place for joy, for better things
    To touch the sky and go beyond
    To reach out and spread your wings

    Smile for me, be my reason to go on…

    (chorus)

    Don’t say goodbye
    Don’t say goodbye
    I’ll see you somewhere down that road again

    We’ve got to try
    Oh, don’t say goodbye
    Our love will work to ease the pain

    (Verse two)

    Think of all the moments
    That we’ve had, or yet to make
    All the joys, the secrets
    All the nights spent wide awake

    We created many memories
    See those pictures on the wall
    Faces bright and smiling
    Together one and all

    Smile for me; create an everlasting moment…

    (repeat chorus)

    (Bridge)
    What we had was special; no one can take it away
    I can’t forget these moments, not a single day…
    Loving you was always easy, but now I have to make my peace
    Remember I’ll always love you, until my sweet release

    Smile for me, be my reason to go on…

    Don’t say goodbye,
    Don’t say goodbye
    I’ll see you somewhere down that road again…

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
  • Second chance

    Second chance

    I lie here wide awake yet
    I feel like I am dreaming
    All I can hear outside are
    Loud wails and excess screaming

    I see death smiling in the corner
    He’s waiting at my door
    He says he’s here to take me home
    To offer me much more

    He says I lived a mediocre life
    A life full of plans and caution
    The life I lived was not worth much;
    A life easily forgotten

    He promises to take me to heaven
    He appeals fervently to my heart
    He offers me a brand new experience
    He paints pictures of a fresh new start

    But then I see all the faces around me
    Loved ones gathered, saying their goodbyes
    And while I was taking my last few breaths
    I looked into their eyes

    I made my decision; I wanted my old life back
    I made a difference to all these people here
    So what if I lived a mediocre life
    I must have spread some cheer

    This was my world; this was my heaven
    This was where I was needed
    My life may not be worth much
    But it looks like I had succeeded

    Death admitted defeat and walked away
    He left me to my fate
    I had just received the gift of life
    With death walking out the gate

    And with that I snapped out of
    My stupor; my deathly trance
    It was my time; my fresh new beginning
    My second chance.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Inspired by today’s Daily Prompt – Karma Chameleon
  • Lost in the ashes

    Lost in the ashes

    A horrific blaze
    Engulfed my home
    Reducing my life
    To ashes and dust

    Those ashes were once
    Things that meant the world to me;
    Memories of childhood, now
    Reduced to cinders.

    In the smoky haze
    I search frantically
    But all I can see are embers
    Part of a horrific design;

    Burnt pictures lying everywhere
    Pieces of my childhood lost
    Half burnt faces lie around the floor
    Smiling no more

    The fire lay waste
    To all my belongings
    They were simply objects, insignificant
    Never meant to last –

    Like the pieces of broken glass
    Now crumbling beneath my feet
    They were made to be destroyed
    They were made to be replaced

    But in the blaze that night
    I lost something more
    That I could not find in the ashes;

    It was irreplaceable;
    And more than just my belongings,
    Much more than memories,

    I lost something dearer –
    A part of me.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Inspired by today’s Daily Prompt – Burnt