I wonder
|
| I wonder if she smiles from
heart |
| or faking it just to look sane |
| I wonder if she is hiding her
pain |
| Still remembers what went
wrong down her memory lane....... |
| I wonder if she has moved
on |
| or accepted there is nothing
to be gained |
| I wish i could make her smile
and keep it true again |
| I wish i could make her forget
all her pain........ |
| Just to make her smile from
heart and not fake ever again... |
| I wonder.......! |
|
Broken winged bird
|
| Time does not move by the
hands of the clock |
| Nor it is passed by turning
pages off the calendar |
| My clock is still stuck to the
time |
| We last met and held our hands
together |
| I am a bird, people expect me
to fly |
| Sure I have got wings but
without any feather |
|
Keeping me alive
|
| You are like the rain drops at
night |
| Cannot see them but gets you
wet |
| You are like the sunset |
| Giving out light but cannot
feel the warmth |
| But you are also the air I
breathe |
| Cannot see it but keeps me
alive |
|
Bride and guest
|
| Waking up,most memorable day
of your life has just started |
| Gone are the dark clouds since
we've been apart |
| Near and dear ones gather
around you |
| Wishes come pouring from all
the rest |
| You are the most beautiful
bride I have ever seen |
| Where I am invited as just
another guest |
|
Still Strong
|
| The words are lost to me
forever now |
| But still I hear the music
somewhere far playing along |
| Your expressions, your smile
your touch is phasing out |
| But what I felt for you, I
still feel and its still going strong |
|
Heart of Stone
|
| Never try to talk a man out of
love |
| For he will be bind and deaf
to your words |
| Never let a broken man drink
alone |
| For he has lost the will to
live |
| And his heart is replaced with
a stone |
|
The magic of first kiss
|
| Quivering lips, trembling
hands |
| A short moment passing through
your palms as sands |
| Fighting within yourself,
never knowing the correct time |
| Wishing no ones existence at a
far away land |
| The gentle gust of wind |
| The disturbing lock of hair |
| Not a single word all there is
but silence |
| Music is heard only of our
heartbeats truly rare |
| Eachother's warm breath in
between,conversing through eyes |
| Knowing the depths of how much
we love and care |
| Gently touching of our lips,
tightening our embrace |
| Finally expressing how we feel
and we breathe the same air |
| ....the magic of first kiss... |
|
the moment.....
|
| Right at
this moment... |
| Someone
is having the experience which will never be forgotten, |
| Someone
is making a mistake which will always be regretted, |
| Someone
stood up and started to fight,Someone lost hope and has given up, |
| Someone
met for the first time and will grow old together, |
| Someone
lost who never thought would ever leave, |
| You
don't have to take a leap but at least take a step......... |
| You know
what you need to do! |
|
True Smile
|
| My love
is the silence when you need to speak |
| The
support when the world rejects |
| Coat for
the rainy days and jacket for winter chills |
| My love
is the smile I get when I see or think of you |
| My love
is the hope I may keep your smile forever true |
|
Silent
love
|
| Your scent still remains on my
shirts that you tried |
| It was my shoulders that you
leaned on and cried |
| Still want to have that one
last long night ride |
| Seeing you happy is what
matters |
| So just going to keep my
emotions to myself and hide |
|
Winter chills
|
| Foggy mornings, withered trees |
| All signs of winter around the
bend |
| Have never feared the cold and
the chills |
| But afraid its going to remind
me my deep seeded pain |
| Some untold stories, many
unforgettable moments |
| The winter same as these but
from past memory lane |
| The touch, the laughter and
your loving embrace |
| I still feel it with each
winter shiver |
| Which still keeps me sane |
|
Deep cut without a blade
|
| All the reasons and all your
excuses |
| Truth in your eyes which I had
already read |
| Foolish is my heart, believed
each word you said |
| Deep is the cut that is made
without a blade |
| Thoughts from my heart |
| Even now I try to play |
| The betrayal was on you |
| But not a single word uttered
by you to say |
| With time your tears might
naturally fade |
| But the deep cut was made by
me without a blade |
|
Love and Feeling
|
| My love for you is not just a
feeling |
| It is the monsoon rains ,
autumn winds and every other season |
| A wish with every shooting
star |
| And the humor that makes me
laugh without any reason |
| Makes me live in my fantasy |
| It is the curtain that hides
the truth |
| Your existence is within only
me |
| Keeping you alive, I have
passed my youth |
| I guess my love is just a
feeling |
| To make all these events turn
untrue and concealing |
|
Life and home
|
| You are the only part of me
that is true |
| The burning beacon that gets
me back to shore |
| With time we may have drifted
apart |
| Winds may have pushed us
farther than before |
| Know that you are the missing
past for my complete home |
| There is no second thoughts on
writings inside my heart's core |
| Believe what you feel and let
yourself go |
| Let us find each other |
| and finally we will start
living for sure |
|
Embrace
|
| The feeling of completeness |
| What would on want for more |
| Your waves of locks keeping me
in darknesss |
| Would never leave you,
silently I swore |
| The arms tightened and
entangled |
| Heard each other's heartbeat
refusing to beat single anymore |
| Together we rebelled for world
disapproved |
| If only time had stood still,
we'd be together heretofore |
| They say last moments are
memorable |
| But I always prefer to
reminisce the before |
| Your confidence, my
nervousness |
| Lucky for me which you adore |
| Thousands of words in hundreds
of poems |
| They can never tell you what I
try to implore |
| A hope of loving geture, an
embrace by you |
| All the lands, all the seas
for which I would explore |
|
At least we met
|
| Distance between us maybe
incomparable |
| But our first meeting, that
you'll never be able to forget |
| Many great things you will
accomplish with someone else |
| But all those silly things we
did, you'll never regret |
| Many may hurt you, many will
not even notice |
| Some may pat your back, some
may wipe your tears when you are upset |
| But you will remember me for
making a fool of myself |
| Just for making you smile even
when your eyes were still wet |
| Many souls live and many look
for what we shared |
| But most of them give up, rest
of them never get |
| Don't be sad for we are far
apart |
| Our feelings are not dead yet |
| Those were the best seasons of
our lives |
| Even if it was for a short
while, be glad at least we met |
|
An Irrevocable bane
|
| Slight curve of her lips, eyes
closed, open hair by her side |
| Calm and serenity lay over her
as she falls asleep |
| Rising of a new hope when we
met,things we imagined |
| All seems like a dream now, as
our faith took a different leap |
| Now lay motionlesss, fragile
and cold |
| Her palms that gave the warmth
in winter chills |
| The incompetence of me to do
anything but wait and watch |
| Thinking and asking to myself
is all I can do, and it kills |
| Suddenly her withering fingers
grip me , her heavy eyelids pry open |
| All the emotions that I had
been holding back come rolling down |
| Her slight smile and weak gaze
is all it took to make the present forget |
| No words spoken but said so
much, she wanted me to be happy |
| With heavy heart I saved my
tears |
|
| As her hands slipped aways
with no energy left to hold |
| the time had come which I had
dreaded for so long |
| her slight smile was nowhere
to be seen, her voice lost to me forever |
| Silence, emptiness and a void
which will never be filled played as song |
|
| as her head tilted to a side
with her last breath |
| I knew for sure I will never
move on and accept her death |
| No more wounds, no more pain
will she ever feel again |
| For her a boon, her emptiness
for me an irrevocable bane |
|
From within
|
| When I write, I write from
within |
| When I speak, its just my lips
moving |
|
Thinking about you
|
| Thinking about you brings
smile to my face |
| And I smile all the time
nowadays |
|
Realize
|
| Guys run after many for one
happiness |
| Until the day he realizes |
| All you actually need to run after is
"the one" |
| Who can give you many
happiness |
|
Inspiration
|
| You are an inspiration |
| Inspirations are few, creators
are many |
|
The best day
|
| The day someone is born
because of you |
| Exceeds all the days spent and
yet to live too |
|
Profess
|
| Want to hold your hand loosely |
| And play with each other's
fingers as each raindrop makes us shiver |
| Want to pull you near, kiss
your lips , smell you hair |
| And profess my love through
you ear |
|
All over again
|
| Whenever I see you |
| I fall in love all over again
with you |
| And the times we are apart |
| I am missing you with every
beat that comes from my heart |
|
Imagine
|
| As my fingers graze your
smooth skin,I gently touch your face |
| To remove your black locks
shading your sweet face |
| As the shadow of your hair
disappear, Your gentle soft lips appear |
| As I run my finger tip on your
lips, You shiver and your lips quiver |
| As our lips lock together,
Wishing this moment to last forever |
| I pull you by your waist
closer to me |
| As you try half-heartedly to
free yourself but never want to be |
| Dark is the night but our
kissed lips are glistening |
| As we breathe the same air our
heart beats is the only thing we are listening |
| As I pull back on your hair,
you give a faint cry |
| As I bite into your neck, you
wrap your hands and hug me tight |
| You've closed your eyes but
missed nothing |
| Just imagine me playing on
your neck with my tongue |
| And you might even feel the
tickling |
|
|
Just to chance
|
| You'll always be the only one
to be in my arms |
| You'll always be my desire and
I'll be crazy over your charms |
| You'll be the only one with
whom I'll ever dance |
| And when it comes to you I'll
never leave anything just to chance |
|
Trust
|
| No matter what the relation
might be |
| If there is lack of trust,
with time it will soon rust |
| Never stay in a relationship
where there is no trust |
|
|
Friend
|
| Better to have a new friend
who understands you |
| Rather than having an old
friend who does not |
|
Travel notes
|
| Ignorant are those persons who
believe in things written by others |
| not those who write from their
life's travel notes |
|
Lost for words
|
| Don't get lost for words |
| Your presence alone lets me
know how you feel |
| Your unconditional love is
enough |
| To hide away my heart's scars
and lets it heal |
| You loving gaze pierces my
soul |
| Forces me to ponder if I
deserve you, as I kneel |
|
Raindrops
|
| As we get wet with every
falling rain |
| We come close, much closer to
kill our pain |
| The sparkling rain drops on
your lips |
| So close we could absorb with
our finger tips |
| A slight shiver runs through
our body |
| We can't help but encircle our
arms around |
| My fingers move gently over
your sweet wet face |
| To remove the wet locks that
had you confound |
| We start to linger with the
sounds of each raindrop |
| Our thoughts coincide to what
is coming next and approve |
|
| But our silent lips but
talkative eyes |
| Wait out each other tom make
the first move |
| Raindrops that get us wet are
ignored |
| From the waist till our
heaving chest we get attached |
| As our wet clothes are
becoming one |
| Even then our wanting
quivering lips are detached |
| My patience runs out |
| I feel my heavy lips as magnet
getting attracted to your |
| Just when our lips were about
to be sealed |
| You pull away as if you want
me to implore |
|
Beside me
|
| Have been walking the same
road |
| Following your footsteps while
you are alone |
| Wishing if only you would stop
and see |
| And find me worth so I could
keep you beside me |
|
Standing tall
|
| Go ahead walk the dark alley |
| For I'll be there with your
first call |
| Walk the rocky roads |
| For I'll be there if you would
stumble and fall |
| Take the unknown path and face
your greatest fears |
| For I'll be there beside you
forever standing tall |
|
Love's heat
|
| Umbrella can keep you dry |
| But rain will pour with every
rainy season |
| Sun may go down and keep the
world in dark |
| But each night stars will
always shine without reason |
| You may ignore me and reject
my presence |
| But as long as your heart
beats |
| Raging fire burning inside of
me |
| Will make you sweat with my
love's heat |
|
If I may
|
| If I may dare to dream the
life we are living |
| Love would overflow, turn into
stream |
| But we can't even hold hands |
| And stream of love would dry
up and bind |
| Nor they would exist or leave
any sign |
| Neither there will be any
heart that loved you like mine |
|
True value
|
| Presence gives you security |
| but absence lets you know its
true value |
|
Marriage
|
| The word " Marriage"
makes us think of parties,music and |
| drink…but in true nature
marriage starts when the last guest |
| leaves the party and the music
stops |
|
Beauty
|
| Reasons why you/your mother
finds you beautiful |
| you/your mother always focus
on your good features |
| people tend to focus the bad
features due to which they bring negativity |
|
Mother: Post operation I
|
| Gently holds my hand asks for
some grapes |
| As I see her parched lips I
feel helpless |
| Nothing to do but console as I
curse |
| For my tears are not good
enough to kill my own mother's thirst |
|
Never wait to give love
|
| Never wait to give love,show
love |
| to make your loved ones
loved,appreciate love |
| that one big loving geture
will not last long |
| compared to all the little
ones that you give daily |
|
Changes
|
| To see change one has to
change him/her self |
| everyone thinks of huge steps |
| but the changes are made by
replacing small regular day to day things |
| one has to rebel against every
regular pattern |
| if you speak a lot….listen …if
you walk fast…walk slow |
| the changes and the ripple
made by them |
| will unfurl right in front of
you |
|
Amusement
|
| one's misery is….other's
amusement |
|
No matter
|
| No matter how broad our roads
may get |
| no county, community, family
can develop |
| until we are broad minded |
|
Cup of tea
|
| My heart is a tea bag |
| My blood is milk |
| you are my sweetner |
| with you my life is a cup tea |
|
Women
|
| They make our knees go weak |
| becomes our strength at times
when everything is lost |
| they become the ray of hope at
darkest hours |
| help hide our fears in light |
| they cry for us , laugh at
their own pains to ease ours |
| Woman….never can understand
you and no one will |
| you are too special to be
categorized |
|
Candles on cake
|
| Doesn't matter how many
candles you've got on your birthday cake |
| what matters is: you've got a
cake to cut |
| and people who care for you |
| and take time to light those
candles for you |
|
Mother: Post operation II
|
| No limits to what I would do |
| To look and care for her with
feelings true |
| For you she is just a patient
with number |
| For me she taught me all
numbers with patience too |
| You see an old withered
wrinkled weak body filling the bead |
| But you have never seen her
radiant strong women side with high held head |
| Nurse,O nurse please look
after her |
| for you will have one patient
after another |
| But I will always have one and
only one true mother |
|
Unborn
|
| Hope,happiness,satisfaction
and a new chapter |
| You are all and more |
| Many things you will be when
you arrive |
| And with time you will have
multiple parts to play |
| But for us you are our first
of everything |
| First of our love |
| First of our fear |
| First of our peace and
serenity |
| Above all…..first of our
pride…our unborn |
