For You

This is another short poem I wrote, just few minutes ago. It's about a celebrity, who attracted me the moment I laid eyes on her, in my computer screen.
(Mistakes in the Poem are intentional.)

For You

I don't believe in Love at first sight,

Except for You.

It's like I have known you forever,

Known you, for You.

Your talent's plentiful,

I like you, for You.

My Love's beautiful,

I hope you see it, for You.

For You, I would do anything,

Be stupid or illiterate, or foolish or worse,

I will never be able to

Love you any less.

I will never be able to

Love you any less.

Signing Off, Randy Alstone!

Stay Alstoned!

Dream You

I had a dream, in which one of my crushes made an appearance, which woke up a creative flow in me, once I woke up, hence penned this beautiful short poem. (Dated: 22/7/2014)

Dream You

Your appearance in my dream

Distorts my reality a bit,

I am like an orbit-less Earth

Revolving around the Glorious Sun,

You.

Your smile in my dream

Still echos all over my brain,

I am like a senseless Poet

Praising the Beautiful Goddess,

You.

Your love in my dream

Messes my heart rate till now,

I am like a hopeless Romantic

Yearning for the Touch of Love,

You.

In my dream, you are fully mine,

I am Yours, always.

Signing Off, Randy Alstone!

Stay Alstoned!

Nature

Yesterday the Power went off in my home, just before the bedtime, around 11 p.m. The unbearable atmosphere inside the home pushed me to climb the stairs to the open terrace, and I spent some time there waiting for the Power to come back on.

Meanwhile, all the good stuff of Nature that I was exposed to, compelled me to write a short poem at that instant. By the way, I was live 'poem-ing', as I was 'Whatsapping' at that time with a friend. Here it is.

Nature

The calm, cool breeze induces me to relax,
The star-studded sky calms all my nerves,
The twinkling stars speak to my soul..

Life lived in touch with Nature is bliss, multifold,
He who ignores the God, travels hellish road!

Signing Off, Randy Alstone!

Stay Alstoned!

Pink Angel

Last month, I wrote this Poem. I am happy to post it here, in my blog, on Valentine's Day.

Pink Angel

You are no ordinary girl,

You are indeed a Priceless Pearl.

You are an Angel, dressed in Pink,

At your view, my heartbeat sink.

When you look over my board,

My pieces tremble, in excitement.

Anytime I walk on the road,

I see your face on the pavement.

When I'm not thinking about my move,

I'm thinking of You.

Your walk radiates a patience,

Your smile twinkles with modesty.

Your mild stare accelerates my pieces,

Your glittering glare makes me resign.

Thought of You keeps me up at night,

I could not sleep or eat, until I write,

A Poem to describe your beauty and might,

For You, with anybody, I am ready to fight.

You, I want to win,

Beauty radiates from your skin,

I wish I were your next of kin,

As to not know You is in itself a sin.

I never knew myself as a Poet,

Until I met You,

My heart and brain are orchestrating a riot,

Whether to get You!

I have no questions in my mind,

You seem like a rare kind of kind,

If it's a slow game, I can grind,

You make my life go rewind.

Signing Off, Randy Alstone!

Stay Alstoned!

Wounded

I scribbled this poetic piece about 5 months back. It is being unveiled just now because of the content's topic.

Wounded

Everything reminds me of you,

What can I do?

Where can I go?

Whom shall I meet?

Few mistakes I made,

I lost you by fate,

What can I do?

Where can I go?

Whom shall I meet?

We were perfect together,

Almost of opposite nature,

Still had lots of passion,

What can I do?

Where can I go?

Whom shall I meet?

I am wounded forever,

I love you forever.

What can I do?

Where can I go?

Whom shall I meet?

Signing Off, Randy Alstone!

Stay Alstoned!

Moon or Star

The Poem I wrote today.

Moon or Star

There was a Moon and a Star,
Nothing else,
When I looked up at the Sky.

Wonder blossomed in my heart,
Instantly,
At that marvel of an occurrence.

I started to ponder on its significance,
If any,
Whether God had intended a message for me.

"Aim for the Star", was the message,
Probably,
"Or settle for the Moon".


Signing off, Randy Alstone!

Stay Alstoned!

Dream

I wrote this poem, about two months back, explaining the reality of the situation at that time, coupled with some imagination.

Dream

I was on cloud nine,
Having been selected,

Agra it was, ITC.

I was hopeful and fine,

Games have started,

She arrived, I see.

She shook hands in line,

Heart rate elevated,

Then, I couldn't see.

I felt soaked in rain,

All neurons erected,

It was bliss, you see.

In the end, it was not my day,

But, yet, she made my day.

The Queen, A Walking Taj, A Distant Dream!

Signing Off, Randy Alstone!

Stay Alstoned!