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Saturday, November 23, 2013

I Always Knew

I remember you said "I always knew"
So this time, let me say this…
I am too strong to let one man
Be so careless, and break me.

You were my dream…
Let me also say, that I am too tired…
To care if I bleed,
I don't even know whether I am in pain indeed.

But you have mercy…I am fragile…
I was in a bubble inside my mind,
I thought I was unbreakable
For a long while.

And then you came to me…
And let me also say this…
That I forgot...Myself… and track of time
With a single hope of togetherness
But you were never mine.

You said, "I always knew"
So let me also say this…I am broken,
But I will be fine…
And so I will let you go
Like the hopeless dream
like you were meant to be…

I know this is the right thing to say,
Even if It kills me…

 - Nachiket Tayshete

My Man... Monster

(Warning - Following poem contains abuses and foul Language)

Wham and Whack my foolish heart and take me to my grave. 
I was so in love with you, I have become your slave. 

You choked the truth right out of me 
the fetor is all around. 
You savage and disgusting parasite, 
my love for you had no bound. 

You stole the life right out of my body
You strangled every tear drop. 
You smashed my soul on thorns, 
Your madness mayhem just won't stop. 

You've done it once. 
You've done it twice. 
Now you try once more. 
I will not be part of this 
I am no more your whore.

This time you bit more than you can chew. 
Your hateful reflection shows the truth. 
Your awful eyes are searching for someone new.

You've choked me and ruined my heart. 
Yet you have not one care. 
You've ripped my soul right in half 
How could you even dare? 

The light has shone down on your ways 
you're sinking in quick sand. 
I am not your slut you see... 
you're a devil not a man

 - Nachiket Tayshete


Perfect Seductress

I am looking at your skin, so tender and soft
can put hundred roses to shame.
Your room, dim yellow light, windows shut
 tells me you rule this game

Eyes met briefly and begged for another chance,
I don't know you, but I like your stance
You start walking towards the window,
Gently.... Biting your lips,
having power to empty an ocean, 
and move thousand ships.

Your lustrous eyes are deep well of longing and greed,
combined with hot and quickening breath.
Your swaying walk, Your delicious fragrance,
have all become my impulsive need.

Is this punishment for being contumacious,
For all the charges that were pressed,
For all the crimes I have committed, 
God gave me a perfect seductress.

- Nachiket Tayshete

Friday, November 22, 2013

Remember me (Back from Dead)

Remember me? The girl that could not be
You disgusted her sight,
Could not see next Dawn's first light

I want you to
Remember Me
I wasn't always crazy
I wasn't always a psycho
I wasn't the Devil's Child
Cant you see? You did all this to me before I died.

Remember that you loved me
Remember that you shaped me
Remember that you buried me
Remember how you left my side
And that constant lie everyday,
"Everything will be alright"

Now, the melody of the crows are singing in my soul
Can you hear it?
The sad cries I'm dying inside
Hell allures my name
Maybe I'm going insane

Either way, Turn behind
I am not one of your kind,
Now, Do you Remember me?
My dead rotten face, Please see
Your the one that buried me
Now, Do you Remember Me?

- Nachiket Tayshete


You Killed Me!

Look at me, come here
Take my hand, wipe my tears.
Lead me out of here.
There is Fear, everywhere.

Tears continue to pour, eyes gone sour,
I start to fade away, hurt right into the core.
What was once Bright, quickly turns Black.
My heart? Broken.
My eye? Red with tears.
My wrist? What wrist?
My Nerves? What Nerves?

My hope is gone, earlier had some.
It left when you did not come.
Now I'm waiting.
Waiting on something, feeling low,
and someone who will never show.

Slowly dying. Slowly fading.
White goes to dark red.
Bright to black.
Alive to dead.
Me to nothing.
You to....The one that killed me.

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Young Love, Dead Love by bizsumpark182

Temptation

Upon gazing into her lustrous eyes
I saw her staring at my direction
Libido confirms heaven,
From where she lies

Leading to an arousing fantasy,
As she fearlessly licks.
Her seductive lips, have anxiously,
Done the damage and the tricks.

And I fell into temptation
With confessions
Of my secret frustrations

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Desperate Grip

No glittering ocean nor shimmering lake,
could possibly provide such a stunning escape.
 I used to confuse my brain into thinking the poison
 i had been drinking would cause no harmful effect, 
but the stage had been set,
for my body to get irate.
You kept manoeuvring over me like an artist,
giving me no option to reject
and so i sat still sipping on the very substance that was blind
to the pleasure and pain she was inflicting already in my mind.
In the face of this, with each tender kiss, 
washed down with the lick of my lip, 
Resistance relented in favour of her desperate yet unswerving grip.

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Your Murder Scene

I see your face resting next to me
As I stare at those brown eyes
They look so empty, so lifeless,
But, still they make me remember those lies

When i see your cold eyes staring into mine
Beating of your heart shows no sign,
U tortured me everyday, thinking it was your right,
Now, I am enjoying this sight.

I hold you hair and touch your face
and feel your cold skin,
I close my eyes and I live it again,
Your Murder Scene


- Nachiket Tayshete

Natasha!!



Natasha, why do you try so hard?
To comeback into our space.
Natasha, Look at yourself?
Cant you see... skin has come off your face.
Natasha, why do you think like that?
You just don't want to understand.
Natasha, I have told you 
You cannot, any more hold my hand.
You can see us, run away with us.
You can like us, but you can't stay with us.
Natasha, When will you start believing,
You have lost scalp off your head.
Natasha, You are moaning whole night,
next to me..... by sleeping in our bed.
Natasha, Stop moving things around, 
Stop climbing on me when i am asleep
Or else, ill choose to sleep on the ground.
Your are losing skin... you cant walk, cant stand on your hip.
Natasha, You cant come on this side,
Someday soon, you will realise, 
Its been 3 years since you died.

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Madness

Nightingales are singing,
But I cannot appreciate their song, 
All I hear is irritating chirping,
After you, everything in me is so clearly wrong.

The roses are fragrant and cheerful, 
But I cannot enjoy the beauty. 
My all organs
Have suddenly broken the treaty. 

The part of me that was left with you, 
Has been replaced by madness. 
An intense feeling of destitution, 
An intense feeling of sadness

 - Nachiket Tayshete

You!!! My Sweetheart


You who never arrived in my arms, 
Sweetheart, who was lost from the start, 
I even knew what song would please you,
sang aloud, but still cant steal you,
I have given up trying to recognize you.
You were wave of my next moment. 
You were -- the far-off, deeply-felt landscape, 
cities, towers, and bridges, everything in perfect shape. 
Thinking of you takes me back to those powerful lands,
That are still pulsating with shining sands.
all rise, and help me see..
you, who forever eluded me. 

You, Sweetheart, whose fragrance,
reminds me of mountain of red roses 
But now you have vanished 
I cant get you back, tried all forces.
That bird, who echoed when we kissed many times,
sings this and other similar 500 rhymes,
Who knows? Perhaps the same bird,
 echoed again....through both of us,
yesterday...... separately........ in the evening...

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Need My Eyes!

If looked at them closely by appraising each part,
measuring every inch once again from the start.

He may not find them stunning, your eyes or nose or lips, 
perhaps, he will say your face may not  launch those thousand ships! 

But this crazy fool can and will write poem on  just how,
Your smile lights your eyes and how the frown sits on your brow. 

Definitely, he wont see your unique humour and wit, 
How your skin stretches and falls back with every smile, 
giving radiance and beauty to it. 

How distinguished you look, when you are thinking deep 
Your eyelashes entangled when calm touches you while asleep. 

He would never witness the change of your eyes from nothing much 
When your pet dog shivers as he is  kindled by your soft touch. 

A face so vibrant and expressive, every fibre so full of life 
every sign filled with moments of pleasure and strife. 

Your beauty is the real thing, enormous in size,
but to see all of those.......
HE WILL NEED MY EYES!

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Killing The Feeling


When I met you I was in pain
My heart was bleeding didn't even know your name 
Your smile so bright, so fine, made me forget my pain inside
Suddenly, it was only lust that I was trying to hide.
That first touch sent shivers down the spine
Sweat on my forehead  was a clear sign.
The wakening up with you in the morning felt like a love letter. 
I forgot my pain, no doubt
I was feeling you like a water drop in drought. 
You made me feel thirsty and hot,
Until one day, I realized your hand when it was in my hand,
That golden metal circling your finger. 
Caught my eye like deep blood stain on white shirt
That's when I put two and two together and understood your dirt,
No phone calls on the weekends, 
Just when your in town. 
Made me realize your a married man fooling around. 
That pain again... My heart broke with a moaning sound,
Back home, as i lay facing the ceiling,
I realised how you killed all my feelings.

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Monday, November 18, 2013

Rules Of The Game



Listen! Dear....Before you get involved,
Make sure you understand the rules of the game,
You must remember, you will never get his name.
It was already given, once in his life,
And she is now his wife.

Also, its important to know,
you should never let your feelings show, 
Keep them hidden inside,
Teach your eyes how to hide,
Never let him see you've cried. 

Baby, this is a fatal game,
you will always end the same, 
You will pay the price, not him....
But, I know you will play 
No matter what wise men say.
Just, never let him become a part 
Of your heart ..
In the end, its you....who will fall apart.

He will look in your eyes,
Believe me, all he will say is white lies,
No matter what you give, he has to live,
Remember.....He has his life with his wife.

In the end of this game
He will walk away,
And find someone else to play.
He will leave you in pain,
And then you will ask yourself,
what did you gain?
From playing this game.

- Nachiket Tayshete

Woes Of a Woman


Standing here alone outside hotel corner,
I wait for you,
never knowing if you'll come, 
praying you will.... ohh! my rightful owner.

Expecting you to change your mind,
I know you love me madly,
but you live with her,
some things I can't understand, I have to accept them sadly.

I am sure god is male,
He must be laughing and making fun,
as it is,  I started to believe now,
he really enjoys woes of this woman.

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Dark Road 2



Once again this night, this dark black ghastly night
With glass in my hand, i opened the door to welcome moonlight
Now just 4 of us, me, whiskey, cigarette and moon
One, thing i know.....This night just not going to end soon.
Its just one halt that i have taken on this dark road,
Long way to go honey, this journey just dosent end...
Every sip that i take of this scotch
Reminds me or our moments that we had before
Why did you leave me and go?
We were so happy, you were apple of my eyes,
Now you are an angel who has whole day to soar
I know you fly high when i drive without headlight
hoping that some truck will hit me and take me to your side
I am back in and sitting opposite to you chair,
Where you used to sit watching television smiling all clapping in the air,
Now it an empty seat, with your fragrance,
Wait, let me light another, to blow in my lungs.
this smoke makes your perfume lose its power
i wish you had not gone far
it took me a an hour to write this piece
Sweetheart, on this dark road i am enveloped in your memories.
- Nachiket Tayshete

 
 

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Desired Affair 2

His head was pounding as he thought of it all, 
the wife he had . . . 
she was beautiful.. she had it all
Content with just the simple things, 
like sharing their home, food to eat  
and her gentle love with him. 
Why did he play that game,
Like Russian Roulette
What did he get??
By risking it all.
He had been such a fool,
His affair had been so addictive and sleazy 
which had broken every single rule.
His habit of lying to her was so casual and easy. 
Kept telling her... "work's keeping me busy"
Game now over--what was the score? 
He'd lost everything, 
and what was it for . . .

- Nachiket Tayshete

Excitement to Hide

We meet often in dark and daylight
We don't care if world sees us anywhere
For you, honey... i am ready to fight
Sometimes, your home.. sometimes mine
if not available.... shady corner hotel room is fine
It all started with that damn peg of whiskey
Never thought this business with you could become risky.
Today, We lay draped in silken bedsheets,
nude inside... no clue on what's goin on across the street.
Your house, this time.... we covered in lust
Nowadays, spending time with you is must.
Starting with meeting in coffee houses then taking it to dinners
we forgotten everything , now we just care for our inners
No Stain, no Bite... you always scream,
when we are done.. it feels like a dream.
Well Honey!.....Its complicated, 
We lay together no matter if she sees us,
He might already know,
We should tell them, Dont you think so

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Dark Road - Prequel

Your wardrobe is still not emptied, your clothes are still stacked,
Your sandals, your apron, all intact.
Another night and am about to sleep,
Your presence in our bedroom is so deep.
I awake each morning to start a new day
But the pain of losing you never goes away.
I go about the things I have to do 
And as the hours pass I think again of you.
I want to call you and just hear your voice
Then I remember that I have no choice
For you are not there and now my heart cries
Just to see you again to tell you goodbye
Someday I know ill be on other side and all will be well
And I'll see you again with stories to tell
Until then my memories of you I'll keep near
And I'll pass them on to those who are dear.

- Nachiket Tayshete

Dark Road



Everything is dark around me
Pin drop silence surrounds me, 
As i sit in my recliner, thinking about this year
how alone i have been after i lost you my dear.
Not a minute goes by when i don't think of you,
You might be dead for the world, but when i close my eyes..
I see your face, your face is most beautiful view.
My mind, My Smile,  I'm trying to hide the pain, 
Baby, i  crave for you again and again,
Your fragrance still lingers around, here on your chair,
Why do i feel you are somewhere near,
When i wakeup, how is the water always hot,
Is it really you, or my dark mind playing the shot.
I feel your touch when i am sleeping,
and please explain those sounds of weeping.
You are gone, and I'm losing myself on this dark road,
Ill leave it to darkness now, if it will let me breathe,
or you want to walk again holding hands,
on your side of bright road.

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Feelings

I want you to dive in the ocean of my tears 
And take me out before I drown in fear. 
Don't trap me, in this prison of loneliness 
Because you've got the keys to my happiness. 
Its not that I'm very fond of crying 
But you are the reason I keep on trying 
I never say "life is a bed of roses" 
Its just that I don't want to end up in thorns. 
Never do I greed for wealth and fame. 
I just want you to stop this game. 
From this eternal love to recant. 
Is something to do, which I know I can't. 
A happy little ending like in a fairy tale. 
Is all I dream in life to avail. 
They call me a fool for all that wasted time. 
Deep within my soul I believe. 
That one day you will surely be mine. 

 - Nachiket Tayshete

Whiskey - Cigarette combination

Every sip burns this broken heart back again this dark night
then cigarette stitches up everything allright
that's the only way I know how to heal
As Whiskey - cigarette combination makes me feel.
The air I breath now will never be the same
Your fragrance is not faded and neither is your name.
Another sip, rips my heart open tonight
I have to light another cigarette to write this poem right
I was supposed to part the seas for you- 
but you drowned
and I dived in to try and save you,
but i dint find you around.
and the only thing I found my lungs consumed with smoke
because I lost you, am nothing without you, bloke.

 - Nachiket Tayshete


Another Cigarette

Here, i am again....smoking a cigarrete 
on my own this time along with heaty sun
just me and me only, people here?...there are none
inhaling and exhaling thoughts with every puff
pretty smoke, who said you are bad
you have always made me tough.
You makes me calm and help me feel fine
you have been my partner since i was nine
When i hold you i feel all the style
So what if your pleasure is worthwhile.

- Nachiket Tayshete

Friday, November 15, 2013

She or Cigarette

Darling, Dont smoke it will kill somehow,
Her voices echoed the dark room
As i did then, i started to do now
Light up my cigarette somehow.
I closed my eyes and thought of you
how you used to carry me through
In those good times, i always thought you were for life
but then time changed and so did you.
In tough times, you left me alone,
you said, now you are on your own,
i remember lighting up a cigarette then, 
in a minute you packed and you were gone.
One thing i have learnt, she will leave,
what is that one thing that sticks with you?, 
yes!! you guessed it right,
As i light another cigarette tonight.

- Nachiket Tayshete


Boston Strangler Poem

ONE OF BEST ONES I HAVE READ


Here is the story of the Strangler, yet untold,
The man who claims he murdered 13 women,
young and old.
The elusive Strangler, there he goes,
Where his wanderlust sends him, no one knows
He struck within the light of day,
Leaving not one clue astray.
Young and old, their lips are sealed,
Their secret of death never revealed.
Even though he is sick in mind,
He's much too clever for the police to find.
To reveal his secret will bring him fame,
But burden his family with unwanted shame.
Today he sits in a prison cell,
Deep inside only a secret he can tell.
People everywhere are still in doubt,
Is the Strangler in prison or roaming about?

- Albert Desalvo (Boston Stranger)

WHY MY CIGARETTE IS BETTER

My cigarette is burning in my fingers
I'm trying but I can't sleep
There are too many things on my mind
How could you hurt me so deep
Another long drag on that cigarette
Then, all my nerves do is just race
there are some memories which i want to forget
But as always,  I'm searching for your face.
The cherry of this cigarette, burns so bright as your eyes
'Gold Flake" printed on that white paper
Reminds me of your well thought out golden lies.
I take another drag that comes so close to the filter
The smoke drifts away as a cloud
This burning desire is about to litter
i close my eyes, and i hear my heart screaming aloud.
Why should i say only cigarette is to blame
when all you have done is put me to shame
Your thoughts start to mesmerise, they just don't wait,
Now,  this...i am seriously starting to hate
Time spent with you is all in vain,
As i light up my cigarette again.


- Nachiket Tayshete

One Night Stand

MY ONE NIGHT STANDS

Long ago, When I did not wear a ring
The nights were darker
The stars did not shine
And I had nothing that was mine
Tethered to anything, I always disappeared into
The darkness of the Clubs, grinding onto
Willing strangers,Drinking from foreign Glasses
and me Groping their Tight asses
kissing and drinking nectar of their Soft lips,
watching their Mesmerizing hips
Dipping into after hour drives
Seeing my sobriety die before my eyes
And i always awoke night after night
With a beauty I did not recognize
then, i met a man who was wise,
who showed me my ashes, and taught how to rise,
When i close my eyes his image glows
Lesson i learnt from him is as follows
If i go on like this, my life has a bigger dent
From there, i was certain off every morning,
i wont Stay, in a place where
Another man pays the rent .

- Nachiket Tayshete


Coffee My Blood

COFFEE MY BLOOD

Its 7.30 in evening and i made my 2nd black instant coffee
I made sure this time i don't sugar
just water, coffee - absolutely pure
those little granules make me wonder
isent coffee a man-made thunder
i had my first sip, my tongue rolled over my lips,
i closed my eyes and felt the grip
So strong, that it made my blood rush,
hush hush hush, my mind drove as i heard my soul crush,
my veins are full off its fragrance, ohhh! it smells so good
it awakens every bone under my hood.
i was so engrossed to write this poem, that i took a pause
for what, you ask....well! for another coffee boss
This is not second now, this is my third
i am sure, COFFEE HAS BECOME MY BLOOD

 - Nachiket Tayshete