Sunday, October 28, 2007

How i am away from Love

Now i understand what she meant
Now i value the days i spent
But here now I stand
All alone I cry,I repent

I feel her hand moving away
Slipping sand,can't stop it any way.
Took away all i had,
Took my life,left me dead.

Now my heart just does'nt beat,
My body seams lost in defeat.
I m loosing her,coz here m away from love
ya totally away from love


Always the tears help in pain,
Now i cry,but all just in vain.
In seperation i've cried a lot thats for sure,
But every time,it gives me more & more pleasure.


Now i feel what i've lost,
All my treasure it has cost.
High and low my heart used to go,
Every touch would let passions flow.

You were every where in my blood,
Every where in my heart & my head.
I 'm leaving life here,coz m away from love,
Being away from love.

Monday, September 17, 2007

The New Morning

Today as i look out,
i see the same old crowd.
Last night was my test,
i screamed,cried,did my best.

Would this pain end?
infinity i have spent in this trend.
Each second is pricking needle,
Every space is covered with deadly beatle.

Kissing each second,killing second by second,
I lost my life from my own hand.
But now all is right,
Beauty,life is in sight.

Every morning is a different tale,
Ends every thing evil,everything stale.
I live in this world now,
Forgot my pains,dont know how.

I want to live in the morning,
want peace and life in my surrounding.

Friday, July 27, 2007

Love Thee

a hymn dedicated to All powerful Lord....

Love thee
For cant thou see
Time does flee

Put off thy veil
Take off thy seal
Let thou see
Love Thee

For one is there to love
He is the one to care
Let thou see
Love thee

For He is the eternal friend
He is the start,He is the end
He'll give the ear to lend
He'll give the love to spend.

He'll know thou clearly
He'll love thou fairly
But if thou see
And truely Love thee.

"Love something invisible?"
Is the question visible.
For thou dont feel it
For thou ignore it
And Never love Thee.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

A beautiful Prayer..

dedicated to all the genious scientists who keep on trying new drugs
on human beings..

Oh scientists!!! For God's sake.
Dont put our lives at stake

God dont give death-birth in succession
keep scientists in ur own possesion.

Never let holidays loom during plague
Particularly dont make an apple fall
And make person underneath make a call.

The downpour-many enjoyed some danced....


Yesterday we had a heavy down pour. The cying continued till late. It flooded the entire place. Many people enjoyed,some even danced in the downpour taking the full fun.It was as if the crying wanted to drown itself, wash all the pains held tight to its chest. For long had the pain smothered it, had choked it with every sec of its existence, with every breath of its. It was as if it could take no more of pain, as if it couldn’t hold on to its very life. Its heart burst out letting go of every thing, relieving from the weight of worries may be just for some time.

U know its very difficult wen ur own way of life that u have adorned, u have been preaching worshiped for so long starts killing u.wen u love lightening then u can’t live on ground. But many a times ur descions back fire. U wish u could undo ur special gift that God conferred on u, go back to what u were. But u know u cant go back there is no turning back what has changed in u shall always persist in u. no matter what u do, no matter where u roam in the sky there will be dark times for u wen u have to pour out ur sorrows.

But the biggest irony is that no one still understands it. The pain is latent in its heart, never is visible in the sky.As I said many enjoyed, some danced.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Of Threads and Men


The story of threads and men has been very fascinating. From ab-initio of civilization men has relied on this technological feet of his for a long time.He made clothes out of it.He used it to build ropes to pull himself out of trouble. And yet it is these threads that bound him to the world. Linking him to every one he knew. A sort of bondage that he carried every where.

Isn’t it that every where we go we find people related to each other by some sort of threads. These are kind of invisible links to people which we don’t understand, something we always reject as our mere imagination, stuff of the brain.

These threads are created the moment we start knowing people. We start feeling something in ourselves that’s not our. Sort of “linked list”. And before we know these threads start becoming stronger and stronger. Till a time arises these threads are not merely simple inanimate threads but alive entities that pull us towards that person and don’t let us get free from their grip.

Many of us try to break these threads. Try to ignore the person. Stop meeting him/her. We start thinking ourselves to be free from that situation. We start feeling elated over our “VICTORY”. But some how these threads persist with us. And with even a little pain or irritation the threads start stretching towards that person.

Its really freak. But yet the truth..