If Only

If only I had known my problem then,

I would have reaped my fortune with added ken.

If only I had known my problem then,

I would have changed the place of my den.


The ocean of knowledge has sucked me in,

Tossing me about in a bid to desperately sin.

I experience the tossing in mind akin,

Outdoing the tossing in the oceanic din.


Titanic doubts were cast on me,

Whether I could swim or pretend to be,

Or dance to the sounds of melancholy,

The virus was spreading pandemically free.


Is greatness a choice for us to leveragingly keep?

Hidden in inhibited fear to benignly seek,

When weakness is all there is to seep,

Given the dormant potential so ineffably deep.


The voices keep prodding me to start,

Is it too late to do myself apart?

Re-discovering form in a deadly dart,

To hit my target with all my part.


60 responses

  1. Santhosh

    awesome lo 🙂

    March 19, 2011 at 10:52 am

  2. Anita Wakeham

    Excellent write. Well penned.


    March 19, 2011 at 3:10 pm

  3. love, love your imaginations.


    March 22, 2011 at 2:16 am

  4. Powerful piece… the the angry tidal tides you allude to.

    March 22, 2011 at 1:12 pm

  5. you are a great rhymer vishwas! love this! here’s my potluck

    March 22, 2011 at 2:47 pm

    • Thanks fiveloaf, glad you like it:) I liked your post:)

      March 27, 2011 at 2:37 am

  6. Wonderful!

    March 23, 2011 at 2:22 am

  7. a dart never thrown is sure to miss…its never too late…

    March 23, 2011 at 2:48 am

  8. Like the form.

    the beast demands

    March 23, 2011 at 5:12 pm

  9. The mind goes through so much torment throughout the different stages of cancer. Most of the time we think about the physical pain. Thanks for reminding me that the mind and spirit suffer as well. Nice One Shot!

    March 23, 2011 at 11:27 pm

    • Yes Nomar, it takes great levels of endurance to come out of it.

      March 27, 2011 at 2:39 am

  10. Hind sight is a wonderful gift is it not? A lovely poem with a lovely rhyme scheme.
    The Lonely Recluse.

    March 24, 2011 at 12:43 am

    • Thanks, glad you like the rhyme sequence:)

      March 27, 2011 at 2:40 am

  11. you can hit the target if you can…

    apt words.
    Happy Rally.

    March 24, 2011 at 1:40 am

    • Yes, Jingle it’s all about having faith:)

      March 27, 2011 at 2:41 am

  12. ahhhhh hindsight. If only!!!!

    March 24, 2011 at 4:51 am

    • In hindsight, that could have changed something:)

      March 27, 2011 at 2:43 am

  13. Like the way you written… I saw a good flow of thoughts.. My wishes.

    March 24, 2011 at 7:44 am

  14. Life throws many a dart at us… it’s up to us how we wish to dodge them… sometimes, just ducking may not help.. 🙂

    Love the way you have said it here, Vishwas… your rhymes give an amazing pace to the poem.. really nice!!

    March 24, 2011 at 9:35 am

    • Thanks Kavita, life’s darts are better when we’re aiming and piercing our targets:)

      March 27, 2011 at 2:46 am

  15. I enjoyed it so much Vishwas.. thanks for sharing… Its wonderfully done..

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    At Twitter @VerseEveryDay

    March 24, 2011 at 11:16 am

  16. you wrote this well vishwas.. here’s mine..

    March 26, 2011 at 7:28 pm

    • Thanks fiveloaf, I liked youe last write:)

      March 27, 2011 at 2:49 am

  17. sparrowsong

    You have a great sense of prosody. 🙂

    March 27, 2011 at 12:50 am

  18. loved the rhyme. your poetry is so easy on the soul, it flows like a melody.

    March 27, 2011 at 3:30 am

  19. Silvertongue

    Wonderfully written! Craftsmanship is top class. 🙂

    March 27, 2011 at 4:30 am

  20. BTW Glad to see you on the poetriesonline site.Thanks for sharing your lovely compositions there.

    March 27, 2011 at 9:37 am

  21. So well crafted. Loved reading it. 🙂

    March 27, 2011 at 4:40 pm

  22. And this ‘If Only’ is what makes us repent later on. *sigh*

    March 27, 2011 at 6:12 pm

  23. Jaan Pehchaan

    Heed your voices and start now! Beautifully rhyming, if only! Here is mine:

    March 28, 2011 at 3:15 am

  24. Poignant! Hindsight is a wonder, isn’t it. All about “if only.” Well done. Very well done.

    See Sunday Rally Dispatch – the post under the one for Poetry Potluck – for an announcement of an anthology of Indian English writers. I think you might be interested.


    March 28, 2011 at 6:26 am

    • Thanks Jamie, glad you like it:)Thanks for the info. I’ve had a look at the Indus valley anthology and am gonna participate.

      April 3, 2011 at 1:11 pm

  25. nicely written, we all have so many “if only”s don’t we? and i guess its never too late. 🙂

    March 28, 2011 at 7:15 am

    • Thanks Dishilicious,yes it’s ne’er too late:)

      April 3, 2011 at 1:13 pm

  26. a lovely flow in serene rhyme 🙂 loved it. I think life’s darts try to puncture our will so much, Vishwas 🙂 yet, if we don’t give in, its never too late to start pursuing our targets again..

    Here’s My Poem For Poets Rally

    March 28, 2011 at 6:07 pm

    • Thanks Vinay,yes the targets are wider than we think at times.

      April 3, 2011 at 1:22 pm

  27. Good going Vishwas…very well written!

    March 29, 2011 at 6:57 pm

  28. Life’s darts are never certain. Your poem does hit its mark with clarity and skill, leaving a certain serenity about it. Thank you for sharing.

    March 30, 2011 at 2:36 am

  29. love the way your words rhymes!!!!


    March 31, 2011 at 11:04 am

  30. the more I read your poems the more I like it. thanks for sharing 🙂

    April 10, 2011 at 6:53 am

  31. great poem ,well rhymed in stanzas

    August 22, 2012 at 6:04 pm

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