Mihir Kamat

Tag: love

  • 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
  • All my heart

    All my heart

    I feel my heart beat for a while
    Throbbing wildly in its bony cage
    Vibrations resonating across my hands
    Surely a sign that I’m still alive?

    Well, it used to be more than that, before
    My heart knew of pain and loneliness
    But, t’was capable of emotions far superior
    Fluttering with your every touch

    You placed your palm upon my chest
    And felt its rhythm; crests and troughs
    For it would know safety once more
    Only in the care of your arms

    With every breath of air you’d take
    My heart would quietly surge and swell
    A gentle thump around my ribs
    Your touch would make me feel this way

    Alas! You went so far away…
    Robbed it of its zeal to exist
    It felt like dying everyday
    For want of reason to stay alive

    My heart’s the only thing I have
    To let you know how much I care
    And with every breath I’ll give my best
    To love you with all my heart.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Image courtesy of HD Wallpapers.com
  • 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.
  • In a moment

    In a moment

    In a moment
    Feel your heart beat
    As your pulse races
    While you stand atop
    The world so high
    And look down
    Upon creation.

    Feel the moment
    When the tears flow
    There’s no stopping
    Wild emotion when
    The one thing
    You loved the most
    Is gone.

    Every moment
    He stands beside her
    While her smell
    Lingers on,
    Satisfaction;
    Somewhat like
    A slice of heaven?

    A quiet moment
    Inner peace
    So hard to find
    In the raucous crowd
    A single point
    That makes us
    Feel complete.

    Right in that instant
    A moment of sin
    So hard to break
    A promise well kept
    All gone away
    With a twisted smile,
    In a wisp of smoke.

    So many things
    To learn in life
    So easy, hard
    And in between
    But everything does
    It all begins
    In a moment.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Image courtesy of wallpaperswide.com

  • Finishing touch

    Finishing touch

    I watch you brush your hair so gently
    With one straight motion, from up to down
    With every caress you tease my senses
    As I look into your deep blue eyes

    You twirl your fingers as you try to make up
    Your mind above everything else
    Why, that layer of rouge on your rosy cheeks
    A radiant blossom on a winter night

    You apply a swish of purple haze
    With a glint of glitter on your skin
    Together with the blackest black
    Of your eyelashes; so perfectly thin

    The reddest red of your lips so moist
    Makes me feel like I want to kiss them
    So tempting, playful, fascinating
    A dazzling sight for wanting eyes

    And as you add another finishing touch
    Stroke by stroke; you fail to realize
    That beauty’s not defined by what you just made up
    But lies in the eyes of the beholder.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Photo credit wallsave.com, edited by Mihir Kamat

  • Echo

    Living in the shadows
    Armed with past glories
    Trying to seek the light of truth
    But hiding from emptiness within
    Yet all you can manage
    As hard as you try
    Is to clutch at nothingness;
    Only a mirage in your hollow mind

    You think the seeds of the future
    Lay buried in the past
    But that’s not true;
    It is what you want it to be
    Not what it has to be.

    It’s no use
    Thinking, reminiscing
    It won’t bring back loved ones from the dead
    It won’t ease the pain
    And won’t get you back up on your feet

    So wake up
    Before it’s too late
    The bus is about to leave you behind
    Let go of what you think
    Defines you
    Because it does not.

    Your past is just that; the past
    It’s only an echo of good things gone by
    A past that’s forgotten
    Is best,
    Because it doesn’t heal the wounds
    Only delays the present.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Original image courtesy of freedigitalphotos.net

  • Listen to the silence

    Listen to the silence

    This post, originally written in 2007, feels closer than ever today.

    Have you experienced times when you ran out of words? Times when silence did most of the talking? Or Moments when your heart made all the decisions?

    Let me assist you in recalling…

    That moment when you passed your exams, especially when you knew you were sure to fail in a subject or two. And you did much better than you had expected! When you sit alone in your room after the news sinks in, you get kind of numb, don’t you?

    That moment when that girl or boy you have a crush on, smiles at you! You don’t say anything, just smile back! That smile means the world to you. Definitely the beginning of something special.

    That moment when you’re parting with an old friend and the train has just started. All you do is wave goodbye and think about when you would meet again. The heart is heavy, but there’s the hope of seeing each other tomorrow.

    That moment when you’d applied for a job and are told, “You are through! Congratulations!”

    I can go on and on…

    Have you thought about why we never say anything during such moments? It’s as if the words are simply understood. The feelings conveyed through our silence. Happiness, agony, frustration, excitement; everything seems crystal clear during these instants.

    Can you imagine the importance of a silent moment in a song? When Bryan Adams stops for a while along with music, before he goes on in his husky voice… “Please forgive me… I can’t stop loving you!”

    These moments of self-talk are the most important in our lives. Those promises, those decisions. These are the moments which define what we become in life. When was the last time you spoke to yourself? Silently? What does your heart say? Does it accept you for who you are? Or does it ask you to improve? Or ask of you not to give up on something? Or to give something your best shot?

    Next time you go silent; listen carefully to what your heart is saying. Listen to its joy, listen to its pain. Listen to its fears; listen to its desires. Don’t make your heart shut up and go off to sleep.

    And treasure your precious moments. Every time you do something, every time you are with your loved ones – be it friends, family or that special someone. However small the moment, if it’s special – go on, feel good about it!

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Feb 17, 2014 – And quite fits this weeks writing challenge.

  • Feeling the moonlight

    Feeling the moonlight

    I sometimes wonder to myself
    Does not the moon get lonely?
    To be sitting up there in the night
    Looking down, so bright and lovely

    He must be looking at our cities
    Electric lights, like small stars twinkle
    I think he must be getting jealous
    As our fireworks sparkle

    And then I see it; the little game
    He plays with the clouds, his friends
    A childish game of hide and seek
    As tranquility ascends

    And there she is! the lovely star
    Like a diamond in the sky
    She shines so sweetly, bright and young
    The jewel of his eye

    The fireworks stop, but the sky still shines
    The moon so full and bright
    And not one, not two, but a billion stars
    They make the black go white!

    He’s not alone, he makes it known
    To my wonderful delight
    I just sit and take in all the beauty
    While feeling the moonlight.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Inspired by today’s daily prompt – Lost.

  • All that matters

    Every once in a while
    Comes a time
    When two pairs of eyes meet
    With gazes locked and loaded
    And each pair sees their world
    In the mirror that is the other pair

    Every once in a while
    Comes a time
    When distance doesn’t matter
    When two hearts speak
    And the silence is pierced
    By two harmonious heartbeats

    And the feel of their breath
    On your skin so tantalizing
    That you can only find forever
    In the comfort of their arms

    So often we say
    That fairy tales are hokum
    Or that it happens only in movies;
    That a true happy ending
    Is always elusive
    Even to those who seek it dearly

    But then why does it happen
    That every once in a while
    The heart stops just for a moment;
    The mind spins ever so slightly
    And the sudden rush of blood
    Makes you feel like you’re falling
    Head over heels

    Every once in a while
    Comes a time
    When distance doesn’t matter
    And all time stands still
    When something just clicks
    And all that matters
    Is the love in the air.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Original image courtesy of coverbooth.com

  • A place for two

    This used to be a place for two
    Where I’d sit and look into your deep blue eyes
    And seem to lose track of all time

    Where conversation had new meaning
    We’d roam the depths of life together
    Hand in hand, day by day
    Where I’d hear your voice right next to me
    And lay eyes upon your face
    While watching your expression as you watched mine

    Where I’d rest my eyes upon your wonderful smile
    That curve that sets a lot of things straight
    And melts my heart like a hot knife through butter

    And where even silence had substance
    Where our eyes did the talking
    And ears could hear only the sound of soft breaths
    And the occasional sigh of love

    But where did it all change?
    Where did it all go wrong?
    For now I only see myself
    Looking back at me, in the gleaming glass
    On the face of my phone, waiting, wishing
    If I’d only hear your voice once again
    But instead I hear annoying beeps
    Or pings, or dreary tones banal
    Those keep me awake at night

    The heart longs for human touch
    But all it gets is steel, plastic and glass
    And the waiting, the anticipation
    That something will happen; might happen
    The mind is hopeful
    The heart filled with desire

    And finally, it beeps! This lifeless contraption
    Has finally come alive
    You send me your picture; my hearts sings with joy
    I know it’s just a picture, but it warms me inside
    I finally see you; oh how long I have waited
    To gaze again into those deep blue eyes
    My eyes can’t get enough of you
    Of your face, your radiant beauty
    Until all I can see is my own reflection
    As the back light dies
    Just like the battery is about to.

    We were supposed to be closer
    With technology, connected at all times
    Then why does it feel different; alone,
    All alone in this place for two.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Inspired by this week’s writing challenge.