Mihir Kamat

Tag: thoughts

  • 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

  • Breaking the pattern

    Breaking the pattern

    The world seems covered with streaks and dots
    Like zebra stripes and parking spots
    Getting used to staying within the lines
    Of living inside, bound and confined

    Zombies; slaves of ticking clocks
    Too afraid to think outside the box
    So calculated each and every step
    Convoluted like a spiders web

    What is it about oranges and apples?
    Why can’t it be really plain and simple?
    Why not listen closely to cacophony
    You might just find your symphony

    Does everything need to be kept in order?
    Making a mess isn’t quite a disorder
    You may call it sloppy if it doesn’t look the part
    Or you might just call it a work of art!

    It may be easier said than done
    But a method to madness? Where is the fun?
    I live life on terms those are my own
    Then maybe it’ll read on my tombstone

    That here lies a man who did it all
    Who hit his head, who had a great fall
    But boy did he have fun along the ride
    Breaking the pattern with every stride.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Original image courtesy of wallsave.com

  • A book of faces

    A book of faces

    I decided to take the edge off of this week’s writing challenge and turn it into something fun – a piece of poetry. I personally feel Facebook is a great forum for people to connect and share what they think online. It’s definitely great to have a social network around that will let you do a lot of cool stuff and hang out with friends and family who are far away geographically. People can get carried away with what they post and there could be security hassles, but you can’t take away the fact that it helps bring people closer.

    Enough of the serious stuff. Time to enjoy some poetry. I call it “A book of faces”.

    A book of faces

    I travel through this book of faces
    A mix of time and many places
    I come across a lovely smile
    It makes me ponder for a while

    That tickle of a funny joke
    Or the childishness of a friendly poke
    A birthday wish that warms the heart
    Or hearty hope for a brand new start

    Some witty puns, a clever status
    A post from a friend after a long hiatus
    A photo from a summer day
    Or a note to mark a holiday

    A movie reel; a song I like
    Or an adventure video from your latest hike
    A cup in hand; you feel like a winner
    Or just showing off your chicken dinner!

    Playing cards or throwing sheep
    Or growing onions in your sleep
    Laugh aloud to a brilliant gag
    Or find yourself on a photo tag

    You love or hate it; it’s all a choice
    To me it’s where I find my voice
    It may be a fad or a compelling obsession
    To like or not to like; that is the question.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Inspired by this week’s mind the gap challenge. Image courtesy of Google.

  • Stuck in a rut

    Stuck in a rut

    A lot of days just pass by
    Put though the grind
    They’re days of thoughtless actions
    Without much heart or mind

    How cheaply we seem to live our life
    And some of us don’t even care
    It’s funny how we just don’t have
    The time to stand and stare

    Some have never read a book
    They say they’re just too busy
    Some prefer to work on weekends
    No time to savor a melody

    We choose to spend our day to simply
    Plan some more despair
    When all we need are quiet times
    To reflect and repair

    Oh what I’d give to spend a day
    To just laze around in bed
    To release the million thoughts I have
    Flowing in my head

    Or look at some old photographs
    Or just stay home and cook
    Or spend time with a young loved one
    Or unwind with a good book

    Alas, I’m a prisoner of my own routine
    My mind feels caged; closed shut
    And like a zombie I live my life
    Stuck in a rut

    © 2013 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.

  • 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.

  • Live like you mean it

    Don’t cry over spilt milk
    Or worry about what could have been
    A missed opportunity is not the end of the world
    Only a humble beginning of what’s in store
    Have hunger to complete what you began
    Nothing is ever a lost cause
    ‘Cause you believe in it
    And are willing to fight for it.

    Not everyone sees life in a single way
    There will be naysayers and critics all around us
    Mocking our every move, taunting our every breath
    But learn to ignore them, to feed from them
    And move on anyways; onwards to glory
    To finish what you started
    To bring to fruition what can and what will be
    To fight for what is right
    Because you live life only once.

    So live like you mean it.
    Live your life properly
    Because when judgment day comes
    And you queue up to meet your maker
    When all time is standing still
    And the gatekeeper has one question to ask you
    Was your life worth it?
    Then you have one, only one answer
    You bellow at the top of your voice
    “I can’t wait to do this again”.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

  • Incomplete

    Why did you have to go so far away?
    All I needed was one chance
    A chance to make “us” work
    A chance to do things differently

    I can’t tell you how much I’ve been missing you
    Not just your laugh
    Not just your warmth
    But you, every bit of you

    It’s been days since we last talked,
    Months since our first kiss,
    Years since we’d first met.
    I’d known then that you were the one,
    And you took my heart away with your smile

    I’d gotten used to seeing forever,
    In that twinkle in your eyes
    But now my past, my present, my future,
    Don’t matter anymore

    This distance is killing me, eating me alive, tearing me apart.
    It feels like a noose tied around my neck, tightening day by day
    I feel empty, like something’s missing
    A part of me taken away

    Without you, I’m just…

    Incomplete.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat