Why death is the worst of them all....

When I was 5 and my sis hit me blue and black
I bit her back

When I was 10 , my dog ate my icecream
I cried & got new one…

When I was 12 , my teacher told me
I was good for nothing
I studied hard.. and topped my class

When I was 14, my best friend won my crush
I knew I deserved better….

When I was 16 , the world was unfair
I waited until 20 and everything seemed square & fair..

when I was 18 I lost someone dear
I cried, I thought, and I waited,
nothing happened.................

death is the worst of them all
it never gives you a second chance..

Happiness

Happiness
How vague a word?
The definition in dictionary
Oxford, Stanford & r there more

But try will u?
Define the word happiness..
When I did it seemed like
That distant thin line
of concurrence
Of the skies and seas..
Sure it is exhiliarating
A game of mind…
Not reality but the truth u see

Happiness a vague feeling
Never been there,

anyone been there done that??

silence

Silence ……………
It haunts , scares,
Blows trumpets
That you are alone

I hate silence….
The very word
Its very thought
When Agonizing memories
Come to life……

Its like a “.” ( period)
So full it might seem
But then think
Empty it stands later.

Brutus, you too....?

Trust made me vulnerable
shock left me numb
thoughts gushed
while memories played
in tearful eyes...

Now it makes sense
how delicate "trust" stands
as caesar puts
"Brutus, you too?"

Good bye my friend
This is to cherish
all the good ol'times
of silly jokes,of caring words
& of naughty anecdotes
and importantly then..
to cherish us my friend
when we struk a perfect balance
on our trust plane..
did we know then
how delicate " trust " stood..

Now It is over
for not now, but forever..
cause you have chosen
to break my heart
& Our silent wow of trust
in to a countless peices,
and dust.....
and I have chosen
to walk away
leaving them there
as I must....
....Trust indeed stands delicate...............

Wishful Thoughts...Of Beauty Of Me

How does it feel to be beautiful??



to be the beauty,…. of the beast

to come in dreams,…. of poor and rich

to be the coveted one of a hansome prince?



how does it feel to be beautiful??



To be the sculpture

The poetry , the woman in the painting

and inspiration to all of Art

The reason for war and thirst for power

And to win without a battle……….



How does it feel to be beautiful??



To be called the dew of mornings

The dusk of evenings……….

Gait of a deer and talk of a parrot

Touch of dove & Smile to the that of thousand lanterns

And just the very

Presence to that of a goddess??



How does it feel to be beautiful?



I held this dream to know

too shallow an aim, too important a nuance

Well, a dream is dream

Not the truth, not the lie

but somewhere it haunts

In the visions of night…..

My sweet little angel ..........Vasavi

My sweet lil angel
when she smiled it was heaven
she was naughty , my crime's accomplice
she sang .. however she did ..it was a beautiful
she danced.. my lil angel was no less a star....
she was one of those im sure
god said hmm... good work or wat!!!
she was The Best my darling of all....
she left me but, my angel star...
five years and i miss her
and it's all beautiful now & again..
since i saw her in my dreams inane..

shakuntala

Is it a yes or Is it a no?
tell me when you know
I am waiting...
and I shall remain so

Holding my heart
through countless falls
gloomy nights,lonesome showers
silent snows...
I am waiting
I shall remain so

Many passed by
few showered pity
others plain redicule
nothing seemed to touch me
neither the colors off fall
nor the pity or the redicule
but for the silence
of the each night
and yet
I am waiting
and I shall remain so


Drew my strength from beleif
courage from faith
rationale escaped...
while I am waiting
and I shall remain so...

I wish....I knew ...!!

How I wish I knew
to fall in love so true
is so much a crime
The sentence a lifetime…

How I wish I knew
That you were a lie
Those smiles would turn a wry
Leaving me to cry...


How I wish I knew
I am the looser & at shame..
While I lauded you
Steal me through…


How I wish I knew
it was but a game for you,
to tame the untamed…

How I wish I knew
you never loved me true
so much a crime
the sentence a lifetime

words of silence

Much to say
Much to ask
But I stay calm
Lost in your storm

Heart cried in pain
Tears shed in vain
Words lost in grief
Reality struck belief
Albeit
I stand
Much to say ….
Much to ask...

How small a moment was it?

How long did it take
To love me so you might die?
How long did it take
To leave my memories behind

How long did it take
To touch my lips with desire?
And How long did it take
To kiss another with your vile?

How long did it take
To bend your head & to ask my hand?
And how many more times
did you do the same

How long did it take
To steal my innocence?
and how long did it take
To leave me in pain?

What a pity you needed no time
To love me so or to leave me behind
Whilst all I have in my life
Are the gifts you left me….
These Slaughtered times …

Always

I loved you in my dreams
And my days of child
I adored you though the books I read
Called you my knight at stead
I found you in the shadow that said
I am with you even in death…
I felt you in the song I sang
In the moves I made when I danced…
The list never ended then
Cause I found you
In the rays of sun,
And Blooms of spring
In Drops of rain
And in my sinful grin….
I knew I looked with weary eyes
At the moon that embraced me all those nights...
While I Thought how many more nights…
With out my lover’s sight…
To set me alight….
These are just few to say...
How I knew you the day…
The day I knew me as I say…

Call

Today
My day was this…

Started with checking, did he call
No he did not call
Should I call
Or should I wait for him to call
Wonder why he did not call
Did he think there is nothing for him to call
Well I keep guessing about his call
After what seemed a moment so tall
Another check … did he call
No he did not call
Should wait for him to call
Nay anyone can call
So I call
In a way of obscurity
I ask why he did not call
And he says he intended to call
But was too busy to call…
On very friendly note I end the call
Once more musing
How he was busy to call
When it takes just a second to call
And Hell befall
Why do I care If he did not call???

Thank You

Thoughts gush down the lane…
Of crooked paths and of painted panes..
My love had me insane
While I blushed with sweet pain…

Each moment of the day,
I miss you say..
I love you ….
Through each breath you take..
Each move you make…

I wish you see
That we were meant to be….
We…you and me…

The tragedy, life had to be..
At the moment of win…
I lost thee…

Still with thoughts of you
Through each passing day….
I still can say..
U made my life worth a stay….

Liar

Dint your eyes drop a tear
For the pain I bear
Did u love me ever??
Atleast for that second
wen u said u were my lover?

How could you lie..?
Wen u looked at me in eye
And told me…u’ll die..
With out me by your side..

Bygones

I love you my dear
with my soul and heart
through nights and days are not the words
each moment would suite me more
while i waited ....
not knowing how long...

Many days of years...
I have been alone in tears...
never knowing why you were gone..
So here i lived in my days bygone...

I know i meant nobody
not even the wild flower u crushed to thwart
or the wiff of ash ur cigar burnt..
Knowing all i stood to adore
while you went by winning more...

sometimes i wish you would know,
that the swirl of wind
reminds your lore...
and each day is such a sore
and as i said...
through all these years
I loved you so..

There was anger and pain.
then came tears and pain,
Now remains pain and pain
with years gone
and hope in despair..

Darling........
One wish i hold
till my last moment of death....
to see you in eye..
and ask you WHY...............