Magic

Glimpse of feelings desired,
My search could've ended,
I am almost tired..

Before our eyes could meet,
Her soul,
To me did speak..

Joyfully anxious,
We wanted to know,
To where this night would lead..

We amalgamated our thoughts..
She I learnt, had a heart born free..
Our first meeting could be called upon as the ideal Dream..

Where a beautiful heart,
Fits into another,
Like a puzzle piece..

Detached from our bodies,
It compels us..
Forces us to meet..

We know it's wrong..
We know, we don't want 'us' to be..

But how can one stand strong?
When it's Magic, pure Magic that, one sees.

Meeting you was like magic!
The trick is to believe in the illusion,
Don't be rational, let us live in the moment..

When it's time to fly,
We will say 'goodbye',

Don't open your eyes....
It's beautiful enough....your smile. :)

- Abhay Chopra

Closer

You want us to be close,
We stand closer.

You intended to fill our hearts,
It's now filled with prayers.

Thoughts so powerful,
We manufacture only the good one.

Our journey is long..
And thus, a beautiful one..

We put in efforts,
We label meaning to life.

What the few understand,
This forthcoming second, leaks with the true essence of Space and Time.

One day, we shall all be divine....

Ripped till our True Self is revealed!

The Creator !
I see her try hard to resist a smile....

I see her smile....

I see her smile....

- Abhay Chopra

Us

You walk by, I come close. You're next to me and I can't even say a word.

I see your pretty face, don't want to make any mistakes. Today I shall gather my courage and say what I've been dying to say...

I desire you.. I desire your embrace..

My Hearts chosen you.. It longs to be with you..

Please don't make it wait.

You and I, we hide. When I'm around, you quietly slide; Will never let you go, harder I shall try, You really tempt me to give up.. From myself, no more shall I lie.

I freeze! I get lost, when I stare into your eyes. My planned conversations and topics... In seconds are forgotten. With each day of no talking,

It gets harder to survive.

I desire you.. I desire your embrace..

My hearts chosen you.. It longs to be with you..

Please don't make it wait. Please don't make it wait.

You and I, we don't speak. Your beautiful smile, is all that is giving me hope; To not given in and accept my defeat.

For reasons unknown; I'm attracted to you, I am attracted to your soul.

I love you!

And all I want, is for you to know!

In this very beautiful world, You are my unique ray of Hope.

Because of you I believe in Love......

All I want, is 'you' and 'me' to be 'us'.

Note to God

" I love you God! Not because you are powerful....... but because you are beautiful enough to create me......"
                                                      
                                                                     - Abhay Chopra

''No matter what, we all have to come down..each drop is making its own sound
These ripples will last until we're soaked up;
This beautiful cycle shall never stop.."

                                                            - Abhay Chopra

Find A Friend

Find A Friend

                               

Verse 1

When lies you tell yourself, get old;

When your best friend seems, to get bored;

When people want to understand you, no more;

Find a friend, whose hand is yours to hold;

Verse 2

There is no place to run, no place hide;

From the unreal joy people have on their outside;

You can't fake a smile or even wait for a while;

Till you meet your new friend, cuz shes beautiful from the inside; 

Chorus

All you need, is to find a Friend;

Go out and spend some time with them;

You know she is someone you can depend;

Upon her shoulders, she carries your strength;

Until you're ready to switch roles and start all over again; 

Verse 3

Love has no meaning Pain is for real;

You don't have to help me with my struggles or deal;

With the misery I face, which I know won't stay;

Cuz you told me so and I have my faith in place;

Verse 4

You ask me to cry my Heart out:

You tell me to let the emotions flow out;

I tried to do so, all in vain;

Your smile healed me, all throughout the way;

Chorus

All you need, is to find a Friend;

Go out and spend some time with them;

You know she is someone you can depend;

Upon her shoulders, she carries your strength;

Until you're ready to switch roles and start all over again; 

Verse 5

You told me not to Thank you, I'll do it any way;

You didn't have to help me, You still gave it in many ways;

Sometimes its difficult to see your glowing face;

Iron Jails separating us all day;

Verse 6

You are very spacial for me; 

Wish your friends could see what I see;

The colours of life you have inside of you;

I'm soo Glad to have Found a Friend like you;

.......I found a friend....

                                        - Abhay Chopra

Hope

                                              Hope

Life seems easier when you just give up;
Give up what you want, what you love, only because things don't sum up;
The fear of pain turning into anger gets to; 
When she doesn't say what you want her to.



She seems so unaffected, it's almost hard to believe;
No sign of reciprocation to give me any relief;
Patience is my gun I'm holding onto;
Nights seem long, my days are ones without.



Hope is all I have;
Hope is all I need;
Hope is why I breathe;
Your scary eyes seem so lovely to me;
Don't know why, but I think we will be;
All I need is you to see this with me.



We barely talk, we barely meet;
Still why does your soul hold such a spacial seat;
In the Heart of mine, which should be coloured blind;
For not understanding, you can't be mine;



Don't know how it all started;
It doesn't matter if we never begin;
The journey towards You, is My Destination;
Being Hopeful is difficult, when the truth settles in;



Hope is all I have;
Hope is all I need;
Hope is why I breathe;
Your scary eyes seem so lovely to me;
Don't know why, but I still think we can be;
All I need is you to see this with me.



I think I should run, I think I should Hide;
What will happen If I choose to disguise;
These feelings for you which I have inside;
Right and Wrong separated by a very fine Line;



So all that I can do is wait for a sign;
And when you do decline, I'll mostly be fine;
Cuz it never crossed my mind, that we could ever define;
The dreams of mine, together we will never shine;

                                             - Abhay Chopra

The Beauty Of Pain

All that I can tell you....is that Life is always going to have ups and downs....it is an inevitable fact of life! NOTHING will ever be PERFECT!

"Perfection lies within Imperfection"

So according to me, the key to deal with all this is by being Happy, with Happy stuff and being Happy, with Painful stuff.

I know it is easy said then done; but if can find beauty in pain
you can find him. 

Imagination is a polite word for reminding the dreamer that his thoughts, words....may not exist. - Abhay Chopra

"A poet of love, a philosopher of pain........I am Awake in a world, where even dreamers can see no way."  - Abhay Chopra

The Midnight Call

                                    The Midnight Call                           

The sun has risen,
And so it sets...
But what do you have to show for it?

Could you cross your heart,
And say with all honesty,
That you've lived the entire day,
Like it's the last you'd ever see?

Blue blends in the sky,
Like paint dripping from a canvas,
While orange glows, the horizon,
Palm trees speak their secret language.

The sky fades to a deeper blue,
Bright stars sprinkle all above.
Moonlight is showered everywhere,
Who speaks the language of love?

Wind breathes heavy sighs,
Midnight critters call out to their mates,
Nature plays a Symphony of crackle and whoosh,
Somewhere a lonely bird's heart aches.

A beautiful thing is at work,
Every time night is approaching,
But childhood is dead. And so is the dream. 
Cause you told your kid to spend the night studying.


                                                                   - Arjun H. Chopra

Happiness Is Just A Simple Choice

When you write poetry, you let your self loose. You become honest and write down words that matter to you and have been affecting your psych. It is a beautiful form of art as it involves words. Painting is alos another beautifull form of Art. One look of a painting by 10 different admirers and they will paint for you 10 different storys and meanings. In the same manner, any one who reads your poetry, will interpret it in accordance to their outlook, understanding and inner-desire.

For example, I write a poem on a simple topic. When you read it, you interpret it in all the various ways possible but only the poet knows the real intention and meaning behind it. For me, when I write something, every word is filled with feelings and every line would lead you to a story. 


As a poet, I strive for perfection in my attainment of fulfilling my desire of being thoroughly satisfied with my words. 
That violent rush, of smooth energy that can be felt when you get the words that you truly needed to find but had no idea of it's existance is known only to a few. And very few even appreciate this truly beautiful feeling. 
To find the truth and the exact words to display it, one has to shut down his defense mechanism and disconnect from himself. It sounds weird but it's true that the main factor that can hamper your growth, self-realization process and you being honest with your self, the situation of your life, is YOU and can only be YOU! 


My first peice of poetry was written on 14/08/2012 and was titled "Wish You Were Mine". Since then I have written 14 more poems. Those days were very heavy, emotionally and were suppose to be sad. And I was, but every time I wrote something, it made me happy. With my writings, I gave guidence to myself and any one who will read my poems will be helped too, as in totality all of my work (till now) speaks of primarily, "Hope", "Positivness" "Searching for Beauty in our Lives" and "Dreamers". For me these are tools to counter any situation in life as it is always better to hope for the best than to fear the worse. Alos if you're in trouble, you will only do yourself harm, by worrying. Instead, accept the reality of your situation and try looking out for a positive aspect in your life. Learn form your mistake so that you don't get into trouble again.


If you say, that there is nothing positive in your life to hang onto. I would tell you something a special friend of mine told me once, "Happiness is a choice" and it is very true, it is just a simple choice. 


I've tried an expirent on myself. The result proves, the theory said above.....

When ever I felt troubled or low, I just smiled. I put on a simple smile that said to me, "I know everything that is going on and it is all going to be fine because in reality you actually ARE fine".
That smile of mine lasted for barely 7 seconds and I got back to my expressionless face. 
What I learnt from this simple process was that Happiness is simply a plunge away and we tell ourselves and sometimes others that we truly desire it but deep within we actually want to be sad. We want ourselves to feel pity for our own self. 

The reason for which, I will be writting soon about. 

All that I would say now is that if you meet me today, you will see me smile and it will be genuine. God Bless You.....and...

"Dont't Worry Be Happy" - Meher Baba

Wish You Were Mine

                           Wish You Were Mine

Verse 1

I sit alone and I think of you;

Dreaming of a day where I can be with you;

I stop my tears not with hands;

But with the hope your simple smile gives, which is hard to understand;

Verse 2

We cannot be together right now;

Cuz you belong to someone else for now;

This taste of pain is so new to me;

I'd be empty without the random meetings between you and me;

Chorus

You can't be mine;

Wish you were mine;

I'll make you mine;

And we'll define;

The dreams of mine;

Together we'll forever shine.

Verse 3

These feelings are for sure to stay;

Cuz never has my heart felt this way;

For a girl I know so little about;

But life now seems so weird without;

Verse 4

You're perfect in every way for me;

Your smiling face is all what I want to see;

Even at the cost of my misery;

Sometimes I doubt weather we could ever be;

Chorus

You can't be mine;

Wish you were mine;

I'll make you mine;

And we'll define;

The dreams of mine;

Together we'll forever shine.

Verse 5

I don't even exist for you;

Really wish I could say the same for you;

Your feelings for me even if there are any;

Why is it such a mystery;

Verse 6

Really wish I could know what you think of me;

But you and I can never be;

You belong to someone else and not me;

Wish I were a bad guy but instead I'am me.

                                       - Abhay Chopra

                            

Abhay Chopra: Stop...and Feel...

Abhay Chopra: Stop...and Feel...: When I was in school, I would really enjoy writing stories. All my friends would long for me to read it out loud to them. I think ...

Stop...and Feel...

When I was in school, I would really enjoy writing stories. All my friends would long for me to read it out loud to them. I think what they liked in my stories, was my aggressive style of story telling. And no matter how serious the topic would be, I would make sure it had its genuine, funny moments. Story telling/story writing, a skill so valuable, I never counted it to be anything special then. And now  creative writing is something I joyfully indulge in everyday. School, is a very underrated place for students, but it's suppose to be like that for the proposed experience that will give you a delayed understanding. 

I never thought myself to be a writer. I can still distinctly remember one day when I reached home from school, had my lunch and sat down pondering about the greatness the poet (whose poetry I had read in class) had been successful in commanding from his readers. I knew that I could try to achieve that. I was barely thirteen years old then. So i went towards my school bag, removed my pencil and an almost complete note book. With these cool tools, I sat down to start my carer in poetry. I can still re-live the same beautiful feeling I had when I was just about to start writing. Very few people are lucky to be able to store and preserve "feelings" like as if they are "memories". I wrote a verse containing four lines. I was completely displeased with my work as I had failed to successfully rhyme. Even though now I realise that poetry is something purely beautiful.... rhyming is not an important factor for it to be beautiful. 

What I get from this ancient, almost forgotten and yet fresh, memory of mine is that since a very young age I have been completely open to trying out new things and applying my little knowledge to its fullest. Since a very young age, I make sure I take time out to just STOP and FEEL...what ever my journey has to offer me. 

I never hesitated to just sit down and gaze at the stars at night for hours at stretch. I don't recall what I had learnt from them at that time; but do remember that I realised that there is more to our lives than just going to school and returning home to be burdened with an almost inhuman load of homework. Hahah, I have never been a fan of homework. 

From a very young age we are being taught to dream of a life that to some extent is very harmful to our health, makes us all competitive which in the end, leads us all to be selfish as humans. We are being rushed into a life that is monotonous in nature and un-rewarding. In every section of society there is a minority; and this minority does not believe anything it's told/taught, unless they truly believe it or have experience enough to take the risk to try something new. 

I am not sure if I come under the wing of the minority section or not; but am sure that I am 'Awake' in a world, where even 'Dreamres' can see no way ahead....