All in my head!

All in my head!

A Poem by Sagar Waingankar

What I felt, what I known,
Has either flown or turned in stone,
My dreams were hardly anyone could imagine,
Mostly attracted those who were drunken.

Was forced to adapt with material dealings,
Clumsy were anyway all those happenings,
Young mind struggled again and again,
But was quiet and smiling in it's own den.

Never knewed what loneliness is all about?
As many others chuckled starting with an umlaut,
Tried to communicate and share things,
But unfortunately flee'd away,
For whatever reasons there might be.

Never believed anyone except my conscious,
Played with emotions and feelings of others,
Tried a swim against the giant waves of ocean,
But was able to save myself with others in motion.

Never cursed or blamed anyone ideally,
But felt prey many a times gradually,
With foolishness, craziness, crookedness,
Filled deep inside my pavement.

Now when I open my mouth to breathe the open air,
Can't see any stubborn kids playing near,
May be the modern kids have different ideals,
Or I might have moved to a different tier.

© 2012 Sagar Waingankar



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Aww it relates to me...Played with emotions and feelings of others,
Tried a swim against the giant waves of ocean," and again Never cursed or blamed anyone ideally,
But felt prey many a times gradually,
With foolishness, craziness, crookedness,
Filled deep inside my pavement."...this whole write reflects the jumbled thoughts of your mind...sometimes I think too and get lost...all my writings are fragments really...here you tried to bring everything together and hence the confusion, which is the main element of interest here...these lines also reflect s your growth as an individual thru' life...gradual realization..the first lines reflect the different personality , thoughts you harbor -What I felt, what I known,
Has either flown or turned in stone,
My dreams were hardly anyone could imagine,
Mostly attracted those who were drunken."... again as a young man we have hope and struggle, but alas- "Young mind struggled again and again,
But was quiet and smiling in it's own den."...mixed review to a mixed write...that's all I understood from your write - pardon if I am wrong :)

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so much i can say but it will always be the same. bravo!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The starting lines are strong, great poem:-)

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow i see myself in this one
never believed anyone except my conscious that stanza really
open this poem up for the feelings

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A self review of an experience that is innocent, coming to a perspective of the world. Such is the beginning. Where it is guided well, will lead to a life of contented self awareness. Nice write!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"Never cursed or blamed anyone ideally,
But felt prey many a times gradually,
With foolishness, craziness, crookedness,
Filled deep inside my pavement."
So many strong statements in this poem. Life is to be taught by living and testing our world. A strong ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a poem to me that deal with an inner awakening.. Seeing things that work and don't work for the first time.. A sadness yet a well deserved power in knowing..x

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Aww it relates to me...Played with emotions and feelings of others,
Tried a swim against the giant waves of ocean," and again Never cursed or blamed anyone ideally,
But felt prey many a times gradually,
With foolishness, craziness, crookedness,
Filled deep inside my pavement."...this whole write reflects the jumbled thoughts of your mind...sometimes I think too and get lost...all my writings are fragments really...here you tried to bring everything together and hence the confusion, which is the main element of interest here...these lines also reflect s your growth as an individual thru' life...gradual realization..the first lines reflect the different personality , thoughts you harbor -What I felt, what I known,
Has either flown or turned in stone,
My dreams were hardly anyone could imagine,
Mostly attracted those who were drunken."... again as a young man we have hope and struggle, but alas- "Young mind struggled again and again,
But was quiet and smiling in it's own den."...mixed review to a mixed write...that's all I understood from your write - pardon if I am wrong :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

NOT UNDERSTANDING THE MESSAGE HERE .. SORRY DEAR ..

JAZZY X

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Gives a feel of coming to your senses and gradually getting smarter as you grow up. I love how it sounds, and I could absolutely relate :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Tags: dreams, imagine, material, clumsy, conscious, motion, kids, teenage, thoughts, ideas, tier

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Sagar Waingankar
Sagar Waingankar

Mumbai, Maharashtra, India



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Sagar S. Waingankar (1989) Rather a simple human-being. Suspicious about different behaviors around and questions that make me high from childhood, now illustrating them through poems. I write, whe.. more..

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