The Incomplete Poetry

*Ever Wondered About That Unfinished Business
*The Undying Urge To Attempt
*But Not Achieving The Required
*The Last Up Over The See-Saw
*When Someone Actually Helped You To Rise
*Now That You've Survived Enough
*You Know How It Feels
*Not To Have a Stick With You
*While Climbing The Mountain
*Its Difficult Though
*But Never Impossible
*Its Like Chasing a Blind Man
*In The Darkest Streets Of The City
*You Believe Your Eyes
*But You Don't Believe The Dark
*You've Been Pushing Your World Without Joy
*Finding Happy Go Lucky Diamonds
*In The Well Lit Mine Of Coal
*You'll Be Tired Enough By The Dusk Of Life
*That No Other Sun Will Come Up The Next Dawn
*So Rest, Catch Your Breath
*Be Stupid, Be Foolish
*Make Mistakes And Learn
*Fire Up Your Passion
*Stay Raw And Stay Satisfied
*Be The Driving Force Of Your Jolly Good

*Either Bring Revolution Or Be One 

*Live Your Dreams, Live Life
*Like There Is No Tomorrow
*Just a Never Ending Today
*Just Today
*Think Today

-Kartik Tewari

Tears Of The Clown

*The Clown Of The Freakish Circus

*The Sweat Out Of The Workers

*Blood Of The Soldier

*Blank Pages Of a Folder

*The Query Over An Unknown Station

*Restless- About To Mention

*Lonely Bone In The Jungle

*Justified Patience In Trouble

*Running Down The Road

*Closed Window About To Load

*The Mountain To Be Climbed

*The Poetry To Be Rhymed 

*Read Between The Tensed Lines Of My Forehead

*Believe The Said And Unsaid

*Its True That I’m a Colourful Clown

*Red White Yellow Green And Brown

*Its Not Just Word, Its Tears and Rain

*On The Freeway, Drenched In Pain

 -Kartik Tewari

So Close Yet So Far

*I Feel That Pain In My Chest

*The Pain

*Pain Of Seeing You With Him

*I Feel Suffocated

*Despite Of The Deep Breaths

*The Way He Holds Your Hand

*I Used To Hold It

*I Mix My Feelings With My Wine

*And Drink It

*Weddings Are Supposed To Be Happy

*This Has Been Killing me Ever Since I Got Here

*You Look Beautiful

*You Look Happy

*Maybe It was For The Best

*I Was Still Watching You

*When You Introduced Me To Him

*A Prompt Handshake

*The Comforting Eye Contact

*I am Still Living With You

*In My Poetries

*I am The Murderer Of Every day’s Truth

*I am a Visionary Of a Dying Dream

The Girl

“The worst part about old age is, life reminds you of the sorrows more than the happy moments, more of regrets less of rejoice” I say as I place the cigar in the ash tray, and offer some wine to the young interviewer, scrubbing hard on his notepad, preserving every word I say, the enthusiastic man shook his head. “Please sir, tell us about the girl, our readers want to know about that girl” he says, I smile and chant “Patience, son, patience” as I stretch out my hand and expose it to rain, droplets of rain touching the human skin, I start counting them, “That day also, it was raining” I say dominating the sound of rocking chair, he listens more carefully with a curious eyebrow and a furious pen. “Around midnight we were sitting in the balcony of room 531 of Jashan Hotel, Shimla, we had a little trip together” I complete my sentence smiling-thinking about that time, “It was raining, it was cold, we were warming each other, I had her in my arms, my hands were wrapped around her waist and I was brushing my cheeks to her comparatively softer cheeks, she looked beautiful that night, we had our dinner, she was wearing a shoulder less black dress that was totally complementing her body, she was wearing 6inch stiletto just to cope up with my height, I looked at her eyes through her hair, they were busy-busy with the view, when I got curious and asked her “How much do you love me?”, she pulled a broad smile and said “a lot”, I asked again “How much?” , she stared at me for a while, she took my hand and supported it into the rain, “How many raindrops do you feel on your hand, Count” she said,” Infinite, I can’t count them, they are too many”, she plants a kiss on my cheek and whispers to me “I love you that much”, that moment of joy is unexplainable, I went on smiling all the time, I was happy. After a while she said “I wish we were astronauts, so that we can go away from this world, away from all the boundations, formalities, so called relations. We can go into the skies, get married in the presence of stars , celebrate our love and togetherness in the moonlight , away from the world, unidentified, where nobody cares” she completed as she rested her head on my chest, I kissed her hair and promised “don’t worry Shona, everything will be fine, we’ll end up together, don’t worry” with that she slept in comfort and I enjoyed our presence. That was one hell of a memorable night” I finished with my story as the rain stopped and we had a clear sky in no time, the young man was still taking notes, its nice to see young people use pens unlike Laptop-MS word nerds. “What would you like to have for dinner my friend” I asked him, “nothing sir, I will ask you few more questions and leave, I don’t want to bother you much” he replied, “Sir, you are such a sensation in the world of writing- poetries, stories- people love you, especially for those betrayal stories, never dying- love stories- But they want to know about the inspiration-your inspiration behind all those stories, they want to know about that girl, that girl you just told me about, did she betray you?, did she marry someone else?, her parents forced her to marriage?. What happened sir? What happened to that girl who is behind your million-sold out copies?” , I was hurt with these bullet like questions but I didn’t show, I lowered my eyes, smiled and answered “Yes, she got married to someone else!”, the interviewer was about to fire his how? When? Why? Where?, when I continued "That less bright star stole her from me before I could make her mine” standing up from the chair-pointing at the sky, “The most bright next to it, that’s my Shona”. The pen stopped and eyes got wide, a tear came out of my eye to accompany us, “Betraying me would have been far easy for her, but betraying death, Impossible, she alone became an astronaut” I wipe off my tears as I complete my sentence. He went motionless, it was understood there were no more questions. “Its late my son, you should have dinner, come in I will make you some pasta” I said opening the door-entering the house.
-Kartik Tewari

Stranger In My City

*Ripe My Heart Out, Out Of My Chest
*Cut It In Half, You Try Your Best
*My Love For You Is Incorrigible
*The Greed Of You Is Inevitable
*I Can Jump Into The Ocean From a Thousand Skies
*Till The Last Breath You Will Shine In My Eyes
*Cuff Me In The Corner Of The Empty Room
*I Will Still Find a Way To Get To You Soon
*Let Me Down In The Eyes Of World
*It Won't Matter, I Will Keep My Word
*Only This Distance Makes Me Shed Tears
*Loosing You Always I Fear
*You Are Besides Me I Don't Care What People Say
*I Will Fight This World-Every Person To Make You Stay
*Promise Me You Will Hold My Hand
*You'll Never Give Up On Me
*Because I Don't Want To Become a Stranger In My City
*A Stranger In My City

Its Controversial

* I'm Not Out Of Words
*I'm Just Tired Of Writing
*Writing My Emotions Down
*This Time I Want Them To Stick
*Stick Into My Thoughts
*Conquering Where I'm Wrong
*The Bird Locked In The Cage
*Terrified But Filled With Rage
*Rage To Life-Its Satisfaction
*And Quantifying The Dissatisfaction
*Its Brave-When You Pull Someone Up
*Its Stupid When He Slaps You In Face
*I'm Not a Writer, I Never Was
*I'm Still Democratic On My Thoughts
*I Can Never Command Them
*Served Over The Stage Of Shame
*In The World Of Morons I Got Fame
*They Say I'm Just Frustrated
*They Spell It Wrong-I'm Devastated
*I'm Stuck In The Cyclone Of Emotions
*Figuring Out When It Will Stop
*Wandering World Loosing Faith
*Every Second Wishing For My Last Breath
*Every Second Wishing For My Last Breath

-Kartik Tewari

Under The Stars

·         Millions of stars in the sheet of sky

·         A moon glowing high in front of my eyes

·         I take a sip of my drink

·         And everything else starts to shrink

·         I gather your thoughts to feel the cold

·         Deep down my heart memories I hold

·         I pull out some flashes from the behind

·         Trying to get you off my mind

·         In the midst of heat I spill out autumn

·         Cold tears springs out of the bottom

·         I hear the promises you made

·         Surprisingly how fast they fade

·         You’re face is still beautiful to me

·         Lost soul searching for you in sea

·         Tears are the only alternative to bark out my pain

·         Every alone second turns me insane

·         I put my hand across my heart

·         It still beats for you from the very start

·         Every beat help me breathe your perfume

·         Whom magic will be lost soon

·         Now I don’t remember dates neither my fate

·         You left me and pushed me in this state

·         I stand still in the cyclone of life

·         Waiting for god to do the right

·         I walk by the street all alone

·         As you were the most loveable unknown

   -Kartik Tewari

Clown

Wearing olive green dress, DMS boots, three stars on my shoulder, near my heart Indian Army, I’m an army officer, “Can I have a horse?”, I don’t  need a horse, “Hey clown, can I have a horse?”, this time fighting hard with my vision, breaking it and bringing me back to reality, “Sure ado do, little ma’am” as I speak, I stretch out a long balloon out of my sack, blowing it and making the girl smile while I carve it into a yellow horse. “That will be 5 Rupees, Princes” as I give her the balloon horse, ”I don’t have any money” she said making a sad face, “hey, no saddie saddie, look I will give you money, you then give it to me, okay?” as she nods her head, I start with the oldest textbook –coin-appearing from the ear-magic trick, she happily pulled a smile and handed me the coin, its amazing how selfless children are, as she leaves I turn back to my boring seat, the manager of the mall passes by shouting, “Hey, Kartik, you clown, you  are supposed to juggle, man or no man, that’s what I pay you for”, I stand up and turn to my bottles,  while juggling I see that same little girl walking towards me with a big girl, I see that girl through the dancing bottles, *Flashback*,  that girl, not just a girl, once the angel to my dreams, the same beautiful, shining mice-like eyes, sophisticated hair, simplicity, that tom boy walk, same stiletto love and the cheeks- fluffy ones. Like a desert in my throat, I am nervous, to face her, to confront her questions, to confront every bodies question. I was shaking, she came near me and said “ I believe you gave my niece that balloon for free, I would like to pay for it, so tell me how much it costs” she completed her sentence staring at the little girl, me- I was looking at those lips- moving red blood lips , when I realize I have to answer, “that will be only rupees 5 miss”. She handed me the money, I bowed in thank you. She did not recognize me, she did not recognize her friend Kartik who left his house 7years back. Deep in my thoughts, fighting with them, maybe its because of the makeup, or maybe I have grown- embarrassing the joker inside me watching her sitting at the coffee table with a guy and her niece. A tear rolled out of my eyes thinking who the clown is, present one or the past one-who was friends with her. I broke down into tears, shattered- started crying- the passing by kids of Bangalore are laughing- laughing at the shame- laughing at the tears- tears- the tears of a clown, which clown even I don’t know

The Verse

*The Face Of Innocent Smiles

*Beyond Truth And a Lie

*The Cheeks Of Red Strawberries

*Picking Out The Sweetest Cherries

*The Eyes Of a Mysterious Universe

*A Musical, Deep Thought Or Just a Verse

*The Lips To My Blood

*Kids Playing In Mud

*Laughter Of Peaceful  Love

*Watching a Flying Dove

*Body Of a Greek Goddess

*The Supernatural- You Possess

*The Extended Hand Of Peace

*A Flower In Million Trees

*The Presence Of Warming Sheet

*Cheerful Strangers You Meet

*The Mole Of Attraction

*Very First Affection

*I’m An Intruder, I’m Sorry

*But You’re The Queen

*Queen To My Poetries

Anguish

·         *I walk along the Mall road with my guitar

·         *Aimlessly without a word to utter

·         *My hands contained in my pockets

·         *Body demanding rest

·         *I sit beside The Ridge

·         *Ignoring my hunger fist

·         *The wind is the only music I can hear

·         *Consequently my heart have something to share

·         *I bark out the tears from my eyes

·         *Just because I don’t have choice

·         *I wipe them off and try to stay calm

·         *By telling myself to be strong

·         *People who do wrong gets wrong

·         *I pull out my guitar outta my bag

·         *And feelings outta my sack

·         *I sing along the chord line

·         *To express the inner mine

·         *“Zindagi mein zinda rehta hoon yun

·         *Khud se hi tanha rehta hoon kyun

·         *Kyun janta nahi kahan meri manzil hai

·         *Kya hai khwaish meri kya chata yeh dil hai

·         *Kyun har baar aansu hi dete hain mera saath

·         *Kyun hamesha tanhaiyan thamti hain mera haath

·         *Zindagi mein zinda rehta hoon yun

·         *Khud se hi tanha rehta hoon kyun”

·         *As I finish I inhale some fresh air

·         *Thinking beyond fair and unfair

·         *Maybe I’m not living in my life

·         *Im just surviving on a knife

·         *I want to live else I should die

·         *Atleast its better than to survive

   -Kartik Tewari

Something To Think About!

·         I’m a man, let me tell you my story

·         Its not about religion nor about glory

·         One day, Shattered distressed I ran into the fields

·         Sat there while some thoughts I yield

·         “Oh god in what kind of country I’m living?

·         In what kind the air I breath in?

·         I feel devastated in this country

·         Where girls are being raped and no one’s even sorry

·         Where you tell a 12’o clock joke and everybody laughs

·         And the human values and respect does not even cough

·         Where we mock someone on the basis of states

·         Put the esteemed well known culture into the waste

·         Where politicians betray- one handshake, other hand knife

·         The common man goes speechless pretends to be satisfied

·         For people like these our soldiers lay down their lives?”

·         I sat there for hours deep in my thoughts

·         Questioning and seeking answers from god

·         In a moment deep down my inside I hear a voice

·         “One who’s soul seeks purity and is untainted finds a better living hence find rejoice”

·         I was shocked as the voice continued from inside

·         “I am the god which resides in every me

·         In what ever form you want me to see

·         You seek answers I will provide them to you

·         That will show you the way and enlighten you too

·         Life is nothing but an echo

·         You alone in it have got the veto

·         Life is like wet sand and runs on your will

·         You decide out of it either you make a god or a devil

·         You are to choose how you need to be remembered

·         Like Shaheed Bhagat Singh or like Kasab Ajmal

·         This is the only truth you need to understand

·         After this every man will respect the other man

·         No one will ever tell 12’o clock joke to laugh on

·         There will be no states, no countries to mock upon

·         Girls will be respected like goddesses

·         And to bribe politicians will say ‘No Sir ji’

·         The world will live happily there after

·         Then I guess we will no longer require any protest any war”

·          I was amazed and satisfied with the full of wisdom answers

·         When I asked one last question “Dear god please tell me where to start over?”

·         He laughed and said “I work in a mysterious manner people say

·         My job is only to show you the way”

-Kartik Tewari

Hey! Again!!

Hey everybody!! im back!! back into your lives with the beads of my words!!
its time to what!!? Its Time To BLOG!! :D
Hell Yeah!
lets make a big deal out of it!
lets be poetic for a moment!!
i'll see you soon with the poetries and stories!!
Hope you people enjoy!!
Adios!
KT!