I say bye with a weird face and a worrying eye
and not as happily as i say the "hi"
but things go their own way
and one cant always has its own say
Happy am i for now i am sure
when the roads cross i ll just remain a stranger.
I am sad i could not be a friend when in need
and happy for, a foe i have not made inspite of being weird :-D
I dont know which is left and what is right
but isn't everything okay when, what you avoid is an accident.
Shall the hope in me die ever
i wish some day i share a joke,bad and poor
I have nothing more to say here
and make the readers truely bore...ha ha ha Enjoy!!! All the best for the rest!!!
A prayer
I remember, a little prayer
With a heart most sincere, I did offer
Little, for a few words i did utter
Little, for I didn’t ask for more
A prayer which brought many a tear
A prayer which came in the way of my anger
A prayer which didn’t let the curse out
A prayer which choked my throat when i wanted to shout
A prayer that revealed me to myself
And said to me, “You are just a hypocrite stuff”
I came to accept of my limited capacity
Else how could have i lost myself in the city
I didn’t speak but still, a little attention, i did seek
Also did I seek little remembrances, which my limits did not let me speak.
For i felt, truth is rewarded with apprehension and, honesty with suspicion
Which cast a doubt in my beliefs and left hanging as a suspension.
And one fine day i talked to the moon
And she listened, and everything became fine
I see the road ahead with a mind very clear
And i start walking, with a smiling face and bit of laughter
I have come a full circle
But more mature and more sensible
And i still remember the little prayer
With a heart most sincere, i did offer
Once again i say the same prayer
That wished, you get what you desire
With a heart most sincere, I did offer
Little, for a few words i did utter
Little, for I didn’t ask for more
A prayer which brought many a tear
A prayer which came in the way of my anger
A prayer which didn’t let the curse out
A prayer which choked my throat when i wanted to shout
A prayer that revealed me to myself
And said to me, “You are just a hypocrite stuff”
I came to accept of my limited capacity
Else how could have i lost myself in the city
I didn’t speak but still, a little attention, i did seek
Also did I seek little remembrances, which my limits did not let me speak.
For i felt, truth is rewarded with apprehension and, honesty with suspicion
Which cast a doubt in my beliefs and left hanging as a suspension.
And one fine day i talked to the moon
And she listened, and everything became fine
I see the road ahead with a mind very clear
And i start walking, with a smiling face and bit of laughter
I have come a full circle
But more mature and more sensible
And i still remember the little prayer
With a heart most sincere, i did offer
Once again i say the same prayer
That wished, you get what you desire
Good Morning !!!
There is no ambiguity
what prevailed was a sense of duality.
And though rare, it is the most agreeable thing
but as usual the different ways of thinking
my imagination went wild and knew no bounds
but i always found my feet firmly rooted in the ground.
The inspiration is healthy, i reiterate this once more
and there is no reason to be scare and i say this once more.
I value space mine and others
and of course feelings that i care.
what prevailed was a sense of duality.
And though rare, it is the most agreeable thing
but as usual the different ways of thinking
my imagination went wild and knew no bounds
but i always found my feet firmly rooted in the ground.
The inspiration is healthy, i reiterate this once more
and there is no reason to be scare and i say this once more.
I value space mine and others
and of course feelings that i care.
The tale of an unshed tear !!!
I am tired ,tired so much indeed
tired of tearing me into pieces, bit by bit
showcasing myself to the crowd inside out
for i could not have beared to be misunderstood
I drown by my own weight
and it's none but me who made the choice
may be bcoz it always made a big difference
but,was i ever prepared to become someone different
The endurance in me could take it in all
and even tried to paint a smile
for i have nothing and nothing i owe
but friends and relationships that always stood tall
I wanted to scream,scream at the top of my voice
and liberate all the pain whatever be the consequences
but i cant,for i'd choosen to remain silent
but i wont,for i'd choosen to remain so
Just a thought of you has the power to bring a smile on the face
just a remark of yours has the curse to make my poems look cheap and fake
But now,i may not be able to face your face
for i have lost a bit of respect for me in this whole process
May be i'm just nearing my limits
and even fear a friendly,encouraging yet a firm pat on the back
I dont want to see the morning with eyes, that are live and fresh for just namesake
So again i bury my head inside the blanket.
Regaining the strength to be childish again
Re-finding the life to make people laugh again
Re-searching the joy to roll into laughter again
Regaining the spirit to be me again
I pray to god to heal it quick and fast
so that for long i dont remain quiet
so that i dont have to turn my face away
with embarassment when we meet on the way!!!
tired of tearing me into pieces, bit by bit
showcasing myself to the crowd inside out
for i could not have beared to be misunderstood
I drown by my own weight
and it's none but me who made the choice
may be bcoz it always made a big difference
but,was i ever prepared to become someone different
The endurance in me could take it in all
and even tried to paint a smile
for i have nothing and nothing i owe
but friends and relationships that always stood tall
I wanted to scream,scream at the top of my voice
and liberate all the pain whatever be the consequences
but i cant,for i'd choosen to remain silent
but i wont,for i'd choosen to remain so
Just a thought of you has the power to bring a smile on the face
just a remark of yours has the curse to make my poems look cheap and fake
But now,i may not be able to face your face
for i have lost a bit of respect for me in this whole process
May be i'm just nearing my limits
and even fear a friendly,encouraging yet a firm pat on the back
I dont want to see the morning with eyes, that are live and fresh for just namesake
So again i bury my head inside the blanket.
Regaining the strength to be childish again
Re-finding the life to make people laugh again
Re-searching the joy to roll into laughter again
Regaining the spirit to be me again
I pray to god to heal it quick and fast
so that for long i dont remain quiet
so that i dont have to turn my face away
with embarassment when we meet on the way!!!
Chand se batein- The crossover way!!!
I ask the moon
hum apke hai kaun
I am not the sun
par meri baat thoda sunn
I dont know who i am
aur kaun hai mera woh bhi nahi malum
but the wait seems to be eternal
toh socha bata dun tumhe dil ka haal
When she meets you tell her it all
pata nahi kab mita de mujhe ye kaal
Slowly and steadily life is heading south
samay hain baas mere haath,par tum kab hoge mere saath
the fickle mind,the unsteady eyes search for the face unseen
dil mein lakho armaan liye hum dhunde yahan wahan
How'll i know you? ll you be in my fav or yous
bharosan nahi mere ankhon pe mujhko tum hi karlon ye kaam haseen
It dawned upon me that it has really dawned
kahani rahi meri adhuri,suraj se milne ki aayi aab tumhari ghadi
hum apke hai kaun
I am not the sun
par meri baat thoda sunn
I dont know who i am
aur kaun hai mera woh bhi nahi malum
but the wait seems to be eternal
toh socha bata dun tumhe dil ka haal
When she meets you tell her it all
pata nahi kab mita de mujhe ye kaal
Slowly and steadily life is heading south
samay hain baas mere haath,par tum kab hoge mere saath
the fickle mind,the unsteady eyes search for the face unseen
dil mein lakho armaan liye hum dhunde yahan wahan
How'll i know you? ll you be in my fav or yous
bharosan nahi mere ankhon pe mujhko tum hi karlon ye kaam haseen
It dawned upon me that it has really dawned
kahani rahi meri adhuri,suraj se milne ki aayi aab tumhari ghadi
