Showing posts from August, 2016

A New Morning

Some days will be good
Some will be bad
There is a day after every night
So, do not feel sad

My dear, just be glad
To have this life full of love
friends and family who care for you
And who you love in turn

When you're sad or feeling down
With your forehead bunched in a frown
I'll cheer you up, with a warm hug
And some hot chocolate in a mug

Wrapping my arms around you
I won't let go, I will hold you tight
A hug from someone you love
Makes the world seem bright

Holding you in a warm embrace
I'll tell a joke, or a funny anecdote
to cure this sadness and stress
laughter is the best antidote

If that doesn't work I will hold you down
restraining you so that you can't escape
And tickle you until this frown gives way
to unrestrained, "joyful" laughter

And your face will shine bright
with a smile so blinding
as if it were the sun,
bringing a new morning

A poem by Gautam Jain

Written on 21/08/2016

The Cabin

It was dark, late at night,
But the forest seemed very bright.
The trees glowed with an ethereal glow.
a lake shimmering in an unholy light.

Suddenly, going through the forest,
did not seem very bright.
I should have waited till daybreak
then I wouldn't be in this plight.

But committed as I was, with no option.
I walked on despite my fear.
Not stopping even a moment for rest.
In my haste to get out of here.

Soon I was too tired to walk,
no shelter to be seen.
Shadows following me eerily.
Then I heard a soul shaking keen.

Now scared out of my wits
I prayed to god with all my might
That I survive this creepy forest,
through this dark and dreary night.

A miracle, I saw just then.
A cabin, hidden behind some trees, 
I knocked and asked for shelter
but there was nobody home.

The door was open, so I walked in.
Lighting a lamp, to look around.
A single bed surrounded by portraits
is all that I found.

Portraits of some weird looking people
or creatures I shou…

The living undead

Looking at the world around,
I was feeling really sad.
So much pain and despair,
It was driving me mad

To satisfy their greed
that is the goal ultimate.
I feel bad to see them
in such a sorry state.

They work hard
to keep their place
in this world's
brutal rat race

The living un-dead
like zombies they move
soul less and mindless
just stuck in their groove

No life they have
Except for show
All they can think is
what the world will know


I feel like sitting in a dark room, with no light and no sound
sitting all alone with doors shut, and nobody around.

I feel this hollow feeling in my chest, a chill on my back.
Wrapped in a blanket snug, I want to hug a pillow tight.
In person or online.
I don't want to speak or interact,
not on the phone, email or chat.

Is this fear I am not sure.
Can't express my self,
I feel insecure.

Friends I have none, only acquaintances.
No one to share my fears and pain with.
I was born alone, in this world, I am still all alone.
So many people around
But I am lonely in this crowd.

In this darkness, all I can do,
is to close my eyes and pray.
That a ray of light will take my night
And turn it into day.

Pray for the human, I am.
To be free like a bird gliding in the heavens.
That lion in my chest released from the shackles it is in,
Roaming free without fear or repression.

Free to express, talk and have friends.
Friends who will be true. We will stick together like glue.

To …

On the Ground

Early morning, I heard a crash,
then something horribly familiar,
more heart wrenching than a person crying
but yet quite similar.

My heart skipped a beat,
my sleep was gone, now awake,
I stumbled out.
My mother was there with my father,
he lying on the ground,
in a puddle of water.
Teeth clenched tight,
his tongue bitten,
mouth frothing,
body stiff and shaking in violent convulsions.

Some chairs and a table were around,
when he had fallen to the ground.
I thank Gurudev that he fell straight down,
instead of crashing into the stuff around.

Epilepsy attack it was again, 
just as scary as the first time.
But now we knew what and what not to do,
instead of running around like headless chickens.

We placed him on his side,
put a thick folded cloth in his mouth,
to protect his tongue from further harm.
Tried the acupressure points we knew,
and prayed.

Prayed for him to be fine again and recover fast.
Asking God till when will this last.

I believe that prayers work, and a solution w…

Pride and arrogance

Pride and arrogance, 
be afraid of these two. 
Don't let them,
come in and ruin you.

Pride before the fall,
as the saying goes.
Don't stand too tall,
when the wind blows.

The stiff straight trees
that are the first to fall
those who learn when to bend
The wind can't harm them at all

Arrogance and pride come
when there are bad times ahead
If you don't keep them in check
You are gonna soon be dead

The Myth of Happiness

Wipe those tears
off your face
the world can be
a brutal place.

Happiness is a myth
its secret I know well
you should never ever
in problems dwell.

To be happy
all you need
is to make your self
self deceive.

Think happy thoughts
with a deep breath in.
Ignore the crisis
that you are in.

Put a smile on your face.
Fake it till you make it.
Soon you too will
start to believe it.


"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself" - Franklin D. Roosevelt

Fear is the friend,
Fear is the foe,
An emotion most important,
that we need, to grow.

The emotion most primal,
is what kept us alive.
In the ancient forests,
it helped us survive.

Every living being,
in his life experiences fear.
It comes in many forms,
Some indistinct and some clear.

But when this fear takes over,
nameless, unjustified, unreasoning.
Be fearful of this fear my friend,
It ruins lives without meaning.

It is your life, take it in your hands.
Beat the fear, Don't be overcome.
If you don't, remember
Your fate will be gruesome.

First Impression : Unity3d

Installing Unity3d since early morning
Net speed, really slow
The assistant failed after downloading
and the files failed to show

Why even make an assistant
Which can't be resumed
I guess it was my fault
I shouldn't have assumed.

This time using torrents,
I am re-downloading.
This is taking far too long,
When will it get to installing?

Finally! Unity installed
and I've started learning
But Unity! Please stop
bugging out and crashing.

At least the tutorials
don't seem really lame.
I can hardly wait to
make a new 3d game.


A person is only perfect, lying still in death.
So don't be perfect, better yourself instead

Perfection means, you don't need to learn,
No improvement, but that's just not done

As human beings, we never stop learning.
The best thing to do, is to feed this yearning.

Improve yourself , learn something new.
This human form, is only given to a few.

Step by step, day by day, you're sure to improve.
To succeed all you need, is to get in the groove.

Hurdles there will be many, most of them are in your mind.
Ignore them as best as you can, and leave them far behind.

Practice till you're perfect, that is the only way.
To be the best you can be, practice everyday.

First Step

Programming is what I love to do
I started when I was eleven
With the aptly named Basic
I thought it was heaven

Wrote a program on a paper
Had no compiler to check
Called up a senior student
And made him check instead

At age thirteen in class seven
I made a little game
A little old by today's standards
But early all the same

I made my homework interactive :
An area 'n volume calculator,
An interactive chart of the winds,
Zones and equator.

Making things move using code
was oh just so much fun
I didn't know at the time
But my journey had begun

Rhyme Bug

This is getting
really weird,
I can't help but
scratch my beard.

I was writing a letter.
The first line was fine,
but when I wrote the second one
it rhymed with the first line

I went to a shop nearby
to buy me some bread
Tried to talk normally
But I was rhyming instead

This is not an attempt at poetry
I was just casually writing
But then a rhyme struck my head
as if it was lightening

Bitten by the rhyme bug
I think I may have been
The doctor even told me
Its the worst case he has seen

Tin Sandwich

My little tin sandwich
makes such a sweet tone,
I play it wherever I can.
It pleases me to the bone.

Blow air in and blow air out,
as simple as it can be.
It is not difficult at all,
to play a simple melody.

Names it has a plenty.
Mouth organ, harmonica, harp.
a diatonic in the key of C,
it cannot play a sharp.

But if I twist my tongue just so
And change the air flow
You can hear those missing notes
Using a bend or over blow

Cupping it with my hands
I make WA WA sound
Chugging on like a train
then I make it wail out loud.

Oh so small, it fits my pocket
I carry it everywhere
And whenever I play a tune
People just stop and stare


I work in my little cubicle,
at my desk, day and night.
The windows are closed, the AC is on.
I am under artificial light.

I did not see the sun set,
I did not see the sun rise,
So when I looked outside,
I got a jolly big surprise.

It was dark
and it was light
Was it day
or was it night?

I looked at the clock
and what did I see
Time was not
as it should be

Clocks have numbers till only twelve
But what it showed was thirteen
And why was there a pink elephant
Right where my desk had been

Then the elephant said with a roar
Don't you try to ignore me
I only appear to those
suffering from insanity

You've been working hard
too hard to be healthy
now wake up and go outside
If you really wanna be wealthy

Restless Quest

My eyes tired,
my legs aching,
my spirit strong,
But flesh flaking.

Working hard,
Hardly eating,
My butt aches,
But I am still seating 

I've been awake,
since the day broke,
and will be up,
till midnight's stroke.

Working on my passion,
I will not rest, 
till I reach,
the end of my quest