Mihir Kamat

Tag: pain

  • The life we knew we could never live

    The life we knew we could never live
    Is somewhere out there in the wait
    Asking for another chance
    It’s time to go, walk through the gate

    There are hobbies waiting to be picked
    Or asses asking to be kicked
    A million jaws just to be dropped
    And bullets out there to be stopped

    The life we knew we could never live
    Is somewhere out there in the wait
    Asking for another chance
    It’s time to go, walk through the gate

    Inaction is just obscene
    Hoping fate would intervene
    Watching chances go pass by
    Then wishing if we could only fly

    The life we knew we could never live
    Is somewhere out there in the wait
    Asking for another chance
    It’s time to go, walk through the gate

    Winners win and losers lose
    But winners fight and winners bruise
    Without greying hair and broken bones
    One could never win the game of thrones

    The life we knew we could never live
    Is somewhere out there in the wait
    Asking for another chance
    It’s time to go, walk through the gate

    It’s time to go, walk through the gate.

    © 2015 Mihir Kamat

  • The last kiss

    There are moments, I’ve wished
    That would never end, and once they do,
    That they’d never begun.
    Soul searching, yet out of reach
    Falling out of comfortable arms
    From cushioned relief
    Into raging nightmares
    Where the beast is awake
    Ready to feast on mellow creatures
    The mind wanders, endlessly, carelessly,
    Aimlessly, pointlessly, wordlessly
    Staring into space
    Going back in time
    To that, last kiss
    The one that was supposed to make it right.

    © 2014 Mihir Kamat

    Photo courtesy of jadensadventures.wikia.com.
    Contributed to this week’s writing challenge.

  • Life and death

    I’m here again in the company of
    Wizened flowers, that form a deathly mosaic
    Beautiful once, now a mere arrangement
    Of wilted roses and shriveled lilacs

    You chose to go to that better place
    And left me here to my loneliness
    Now I try clutch on to cherished memories
    As I hold these in my hands again

    I feel the hurt rise in my heart
    The light, it dwindles slightly so
    Maybe, just maybe, we still have hope
    Or is it too late, I fear?

    I feel my lips say no
    But my cheeks, they reveal all my cards
    Crimson, flushing oh so rosy
    Reminiscing your touch on my skin

    How do I turn back time?
    I have words left unspoken, yet only seen
    Through the mist of my breath
    That fogs the window panes

    But the haze lifts, the crystal clears
    And these flowers lay lifeless in my arms
    Maybe, I could revive their life
    Through the gift of my tears.

    © 2014 Mihir Kamat

    Photo courtesy of colourbox.com.

  • Stay

    Stay

    You whisper in my ears so softly
    And point towards my worthy foe
    A rustic clock hung on the far wall
    Telling me it’s time to go

    I sit up straight and keenly watch
    Your brilliant eyes look back at me
    So innocent and full of charm
    Your hand fits mine so perfectly

    My skin warms up to your icy breath
    As you tease me with your silken lips
    And lay a wet one back on mine
    While you brush my hair with your fingertips

    The connection breaks; I open my eyes
    To look back deep into yours
    As I feel the bittersweet aftertaste of honey
    So much, I can’t have enough of it

    Some moments pass in quiet wonder
    Of how beautiful you are to me
    I sense a bout of mild trepidation
    Taking over temporarily

    As our fingers separate oh so slowly
    I see you turn and walk away
    And even though you have to go
    My heart only wants you to stay.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Image courtesy of Google.

  • 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
  • Wish you were here

    Wish you were here

    (verse one)

    Sitting alone here in my chair tonight
    With a packet of pictures and some postcards left behind
    The radio’s playing a sad song helps with the pain
    These tears they fall like the pouring rain
    What do I do to make all this hurt go away?

    I’ve been a fool to ever let someone like you go
    I now know what I’ve been missing, now that we are through
    This packet of postcards reminds me just like it was yesterday
    Every moment I spend without you seems to take my life away

    I wish that you were here tonight
    Much more than life itself,
    I wish you were here.

    (verse two)

    Need all the help I’d get to make the most this time
    I pull up a glass and pick up a bottle of cheap wine
    These pictures of you remind me of times we had
    Of everything that I now need so bad
    Oh what I could give up to have you stay…

    I’ve been a fool to ever let someone like you go
    I know what I’ve been missing, now that we are through
    This packet of postcards reminds me just like it was yesterday
    Every moment I spend without you completely takes my life away

    I wish that you were here tonight
    Much more than life itself,
    I wish you were here

    I wish that you were here tonight…
    Much more than life itself,
    I wish you were here.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Image courtesy of favim.com

  • Why can’t I just get over you?

    Why can’t I just get over you?


    (verse one)
    Not a single moment passes me by
    I’m losing the plot of life
    No reason for me to stay
    Or wake up; to start my day

    (chorus)
    Can’t stop thinking about the things you do
    And every thought just makes me blue
    Please, why can’t I get over you?

    (verse two)
    I was just another regular guy
    And then you came into my simple life
    Your turned me right upside down
    Bringing me to come around

    (repeat chorus)

    (verse three)
    Every day and night I spend reminiscing
    How our eyes would meet; we’d end up kissing
    Now I want to run; just run away
    Far away from this dark shade of gray

    (repeat chorus)

    Please, why can’t I get over you?
    Why can’t I just get over you?

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Image courtesy Google.

  • 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.

  • 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.