Anvi Tuteja, Experiences, Poems

Insecure

Yes, I’m insecure,
And no, they really isn’t any cure,
But you never really cared about that, did you?
To you, I was just another name in the books, one-two,

I have always wondered, why I was such a hesitant dancer,
Well, now I think I finally have my answer,
I have always wondered, why I was too afraid to reach for the sky,
Well, now I think I finally know why,

It was always you, you, you,
I don’t know why I believed this was true, true, true,
You’re so casually cruel, yeah, out of sight-out of mind,
My flaws, you never forget to remind,

Like I don’t already think of them, every single day of my life,
Yeah, but unlike you, they saw me through all the pain, war and strife,
Why, Why, Why did you have to hijack this mind of mine,
Was this all just a ploy – a way to get me to cosign,

Was this all a game to you? Well, it was my life,
And I should’ve seen it coming, the knife,
Yeah, you made me hate myself,
Made me think I was living for someone else,

But now your taunting’s useless,
Yeah, It’s next to nothingness,
I finally grew up, got used to the spotlight,
Finally believed I was someone who deserved this right,

I’m better now, thank you, next,
I finally realised that – more isn’t less,
No, I’m not insecure anymore,
Finally became something even greater than folklore.
ANVI TUTEJA


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Enigma Part II

I like to believe, the world could be anything I want it to be,
With the openness of mind and freedom of thought, Everything I see –
Could someday become a true realityโ€ฆ

I like to believe, the world could be anything I want it to be,
With the feeling and emotion and laughter, I can finally be me –
And all of my thoughts will last an eternityโ€ฆ

The world needs repairing, it’s broken and damaged,
Men have destroyed it with the wars they had ravaged,
My beautiful world, what have they done to you?
My beautiful world, why didn’t you take me too?

And now I know that I must do everything I knew I could,
Need to protect the ones just like you and me, the misunderstood,
Now I finally understand, my destiny in this world,
I can finally face the challenges that at me were hurled,

This is a new day, a new hope, a new beginning,
But all my chances of change are thinning,
I must create a new world, one sought after by many,
With smiles and laughter and resources – available plenty,

And I must be their saviour, their saviour true and immortal,
For they are stuck in peril, deep and mortal,
I will be what wasn’t there before,
I will be something greater than folklore,

And I must be the perfect enigma,
Instilling them with confidence, hope and charisma,
That is my eternal destiny that I will uphold,
I will create a new world from the ashes of the old –
Watch and beholdโ€ฆ
ANVI TUTEJA


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The Road Not Taken

An interpretation of Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken.

Yesterday, On a fair summer morning,
Yellow leaves along the path, adorning,
Faced was I with a dilemma unrare,
Which path was I to chose, to dare,
From the twinned roads along the trees, intertwined,

Almost identical were they, in sense of time and lustre,
Left me, a weary lone traveller, to wonder,
For one lay untrodden and the other bent in the undergrowth,
I left the first for another day, but enjoined was I by oath,
Never to return – Never again to walk by these paths lined,

And even then I knew, where the first would take me,
The second, however, deserved a thought just maybe,
Knew then I did, behind could I not travel,
But it had called me; marked in my destiny was the intrepid unravel,
I knew then from that resolution, I could never turn away,

That day I chose to make a difference,
And knew then I would – tell this tale ages and ages hence,
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
Chose to take the road less travelled by,
And thanked have I the fates, for that decision every day.
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Why?

You tell me you love me,
Then cut me down,
You tell me you love me,
And stab my back,
You tell me you love me,
And turn around,
You tell me you love me,
And go off with her,
Then why tell me you love me?
If it’s not me you see!

When you close your eyes at night,
Am I the one who makes you feel right?

You tell me that it’s over,
Then come begging at my door,
You tell me that it’s over,
And say I’m the one you want,
You tell me that it’s over,
Then come running back to me,
You tell me that it’s over,
And spent all night with me,
Then why do you tell me that it’s over,
If you simply cannot make up your mind?

Did you ever really care? Or was I just a wrench in your plans?
The unwelcome distraction? Preventing you from becoming the man?
ANVI TUTEJA


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Broken

Hey guys, Anvi here. Presenting to you – Broken; a new poem for the start of the month. A reminder that being fooled isn’t cowardly. It’s brave, because you cannot asses a person’s worth by when they’re being broken but by when they pick up the pieces and make themselves whole again.
This was inspired by an experience in my life, though it is heavily exaggerated – like a mountain of a molehill.

You were the first to break me,
Did you ever care, just maybe?
My heart is shattered, here all alone,
I’m battered, and you just check your phone,

It was just a throwaway comment,
You said it nonchalantly, spur of the moment,
Lulling me in with that false sense of security,
Laughing, left all pretences of maturity,

And maybe I’m making a mountain of a molehill, and it’s unbecoming,
But I’ve got to admit, I didn’t ever see the knife coming,
And your words, your rumours, your weapons that you pointed at me,
It was the betrayal, the deception, the salt in the wound, straight from the sea,

I hate the way you’re so casually cruel,
Lured me in, and made me act like the fool,
But now I know the truth, as clear as a mirror in the night,
You revelled in my despair, raved in my plight,

But now I hope you’re happy because this is goodbye,
I saw through all your deceits, your pretences and your lies,
The likes of you could never break my spirit,
And to your excuses, tell them this – I don’t want to hear it,

You think you broke me, but you just poked a sleeping dragon,
I will live my destiny and reach the heights you can’t even imagine,
I will never be broken, I will never be defeated,
To win the battles, oh you lied and cheated,

But know this – you could never attain victory,
For I will be the hero, and you won’t even be a footnote in history,
You may have left me to the scorching West Wind,
But you never left as much as a fingerprint on my mind.
ANVI TUTEJA


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Anvi Tuteja, Poems

Forevermore

Five companion pieces, Lonely, Remember, Right Here, Preserve and Soldier, highlight a listless tale of sorrow as they quantify a hard truth of life: the fact that not all stories end in happiness.

Anvi Tuteja, Poems

Soldier

Fifth and Last in the Forevermore Series – Soldier:

Don’t say you’re sorry; I understand -,
Don’t say it was only you; I understand -,
You don’t need to keep fighting, like a storm in the sky,
Now I’m ready; Stand down Soldier because This is Goodbye,

I miss your fiery winds, I miss your brazen smile,
I miss the way I was so enraptured – I was a puppet to your wiles,
But now I realise I’ve been so selfish,
Leaving you tied to me, struggling and helpless,

And I know you will say – “That’s not true-“,
But we both know, the hero has always been you,
You were a creature, an enigma born to be free,
Dancing in the air, Leaping in the trees,

Now I’m ready, ready to let you go,
I’ll always follow behind, no matter how slow,
You will live your destiny, and change the world,
And I will always remember, the endless space you unfurled,

But now these memories will be enough – till the day I die,
So Stand down, Soldier – This is Goodbye…
Now you don’t need to stay chained anymore,
Because I will always remember – Our love was Forevermore.
ANVI TUTEJA


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Enigma Part I

They look up at me and expect an enigma,
But how am I to tell them, I’ve got no natural charisma,

They look up to me and believe the rumours,
But how am I to tell them, I’m just a regular human,

They look up at me and see a saviour immortal,
But how am I to tell them, I’m only a mere mortal,

They look up at me and expect tales of my glories,
But how am I to tell them, that all of my exploits are only stories,

They look up at me and see man vs myth,
But how am I to tell them, I have nothing to regale them with.
ANVI TUTEJA


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Right Here

Third in the Forevermore series – Right Here.

If I didnโ€™t know better,
Iโ€™d say you were listening to me now,
If I didnโ€™t know better,
Iโ€™d say you were still around,
But you didnโ€™t stay dead,

Youโ€™re still alive, alive in my head,
If I had known, Iโ€™d have kept every hastily scrawled sheet,
Because every scrap of you had been taken from me,
Iโ€™d say you were right here,
Before I realized you were just a mortal mere,
Now I know better, heard the clacks in the ground,
But I still feel you, in the sky, all around.
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Despair

To rid their world of a new kind of dark,
Three brave heroes did on a new journey embark,

The eldest loved knowledge, and he saved them from enmity,
For as he said, “There is no love lost when the world is in hostility,”

The youngest loved magic, so he saved them from illusions,
He used his power to draw the curtain, and rid them of their delusions,

The second eldest loved challenges, and she saved them from despair,
She fought all enemies, real and elusive, for she was a diamond in the rough, a beauty too rare,

And they were forever known as the mage’s counsel, the royal trinity,
However, their enemies did their rapport break, and they despaired in their unity,

She, the second eldest, one of beauty and power, was the first to leave,
She went off to vanquish her demons and did their intimate bond cleave,

Then urged by jealousy and wisdom, the eldest did take flight,
Leaving to rule over their kingdom as the lone king of plight,

Then left was the youngest, sorcerer supreme, all alone in a strange land,
As the newest of mind and open of thought, he alone could take a stand,

But what was he to do, simply a child in a chess game too hard to comprehend,
And he too, began to despair, and the darkness, delighted, flooded in, and thus their greatest heroes came to an end,

And many, many years later, when the three were together almost thrice a score aged,
When the land was ravaged, The heroes scattered and the fires raged,

Reunited were they once more, by just a misconception too grave,
And on that fateful day, sparks between them did fly: for they were meant to rule or raze,

Revelling in their unison, they once again were one,
But for the dangers that lurked beyond the deep, This ominous battle they had not yet won,

The eldest vanquished their fears, for he was gifted in terms of knowledge and sphere,
He fought the demons and left them but a speck in the universe, so mere,

The youngest saw beyond the Deep, and vanquished their visions,
They were finally in unison, and he created their realisations,

The second eldest solved riddles, and cured their complications,
She destroyed their power, burned down their conglomerations,

And thus the darkness, despairing, abandoned and took flight,
It was gone once again as the greatest heroes vanquished it into pure night.
ANVI TUTEJA


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