i stop at a point
n run my life so
a turn i take
remain happy n hav fun
just there...
i see a stone
i ignore and have more fun
a hard rock it forms
shatters me and breaks me
another turn and the stone is forgotten
a die-hard mark is left behind
i remain happy n hav fun
again the hard rock plays me round
and i feel so powerless then
i try time n again..
Monday, August 27, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
Look..
Look....
Encircles me the hatred,
encircles me the love,
thy attitute takes me along.
envelopes me the distrust
envelopes me the faith
cant i just make one care
Im the one who lives
Im the one who is killed
thy silent pleas go unheard
i long to be part f u
i wish to be just u
my wish dies...n...thy i look...
Encircles me the hatred,
encircles me the love,
thy attitute takes me along.
envelopes me the distrust
envelopes me the faith
cant i just make one care
Im the one who lives
Im the one who is killed
thy silent pleas go unheard
i long to be part f u
i wish to be just u
my wish dies...n...thy i look...
Monday, April 23, 2007
journey through the nights with moon II
sitting by his side, with no words framing to come out, in silence which said more than words can ever comprehend. i was not looking at him, instead had fixed my gaze on a star nearby. A tear rolling down my already wet cheek. i wanted to ask him why he did this to me? why did he leave me when i needed him? why did he leave me aloof, alone to just rot all by myself? why did he, after this long company, after so much of patience? if he had to do this, then why did he made me addict? above all, why did he let me see a part of his soul and show mine, why?why?why?
I wanted to ask all this and a lot more but everytime i tried speaking something nothing came out except my lip trembled and i could feel another tear rolling down. my eyes, contradicted my thoughts though, they were as blank as if nothingness had just grabbed them in a blanket except them being wet, nothing was saidby them. my head was jammed, it was full of rage and on the other hand it begged for the same old sympathy, so may be in confusion, my eyes wept of helplessness. i couldnot blame him, because he had been with me in times no body ever stayed to live with me, as a guardian, a friend, a parent, a lover, a teacher, student, preacher, everything and even sometimes been nothing, zeroif i wanted him to. so how can i blame hime now, can i?
my lower lip trembled again and this time something broke the silence. in my own war, i had not thought even for a single time, if i can still confide in him, if i can still let him taste my soul, hmm....
so what broke the silence, repeated itself, thats what i think..he said,"whats the matter?"
huh! whats the matter
had he lost his mind or was he trying to act smart and play safe?
what? i tried to repeat his words but yet again nothing except a tremble.
he repeated"whats the matter?"
and i perplexed and even more helpless, helpless beyond nothingness..with another tear rolling down this time i collected the courage and said slowly but firmly. "why did you leave?
did i ever leave you?", "did i leave you?"he asked
and the answer being clear but i wanted an answer for my question, not naother question in reply.
he said I love you, beyond you even yourself can realise but its you who has to face things all by yourself, i can be there but can never actually help. but, u and i are one now, you or me whats the difference.
you are a part of my soul and I, you, then from where does this question arise?I asked
I could sense that same sympathy again, in his eyes and I was all relieved this time.
BUt he didnt seem to have dropped the matter"look", he said."yours and mine souls are connected, but each and every individual has to face his difficulties himself to resolve them, one cannot dwell on anyother person's soul, neither you can borrow my strength nor my weakness, just a small support I can offer you. Its not that I don't like being there with you always or helping you out but this is your time to grow up into something, and at times learn to gather your own strength all by yourself to fight.
"oh moon! you'll always be mine"
I wanted to ask all this and a lot more but everytime i tried speaking something nothing came out except my lip trembled and i could feel another tear rolling down. my eyes, contradicted my thoughts though, they were as blank as if nothingness had just grabbed them in a blanket except them being wet, nothing was saidby them. my head was jammed, it was full of rage and on the other hand it begged for the same old sympathy, so may be in confusion, my eyes wept of helplessness. i couldnot blame him, because he had been with me in times no body ever stayed to live with me, as a guardian, a friend, a parent, a lover, a teacher, student, preacher, everything and even sometimes been nothing, zeroif i wanted him to. so how can i blame hime now, can i?
my lower lip trembled again and this time something broke the silence. in my own war, i had not thought even for a single time, if i can still confide in him, if i can still let him taste my soul, hmm....
so what broke the silence, repeated itself, thats what i think..he said,"whats the matter?"
huh! whats the matter
had he lost his mind or was he trying to act smart and play safe?
what? i tried to repeat his words but yet again nothing except a tremble.
he repeated"whats the matter?"
and i perplexed and even more helpless, helpless beyond nothingness..with another tear rolling down this time i collected the courage and said slowly but firmly. "why did you leave?
did i ever leave you?", "did i leave you?"he asked
and the answer being clear but i wanted an answer for my question, not naother question in reply.
he said I love you, beyond you even yourself can realise but its you who has to face things all by yourself, i can be there but can never actually help. but, u and i are one now, you or me whats the difference.
you are a part of my soul and I, you, then from where does this question arise?I asked
I could sense that same sympathy again, in his eyes and I was all relieved this time.
BUt he didnt seem to have dropped the matter"look", he said."yours and mine souls are connected, but each and every individual has to face his difficulties himself to resolve them, one cannot dwell on anyother person's soul, neither you can borrow my strength nor my weakness, just a small support I can offer you. Its not that I don't like being there with you always or helping you out but this is your time to grow up into something, and at times learn to gather your own strength all by yourself to fight.
"oh moon! you'll always be mine"
Friday, April 13, 2007
journey through the nights with moon I
In this moonless night, when everyone's deep into their sleep, dreaming, I lay here alone, aloof, inside these walls of my mind. Tragedy being the absence of moon. It had been so that I had found a friend in moon but today even his presence was in question.
I always thought this pal of mine would never leave me, but today's that day. for over a month, I confided in him all my secrets, gave a part of my soul to it and tried absorbing a part of his. but today i feel that all this give and take business was adsorption. may be he never felt the same for me. i had cried in front of him for hours, and he was patient all this time, with that sympathising glow caring me all through and in all those times when i was happy and when i was dancing to the rhythm of my heart, he watched me through and through, seen me in all bad and good thingd i did but today when im looking for him with all my might, he , he isinit showing up. with the satisfaction of being cared and protect in his vicinity i had always regained my strength, my strength of character which had become a part of even his character but today when i need his character, his strength, his soul where is he?
where is he hiding?
has he left me, my company or rather should i say:even he has parted away from me?"
like everyone else, like every other person who had once made me sure of their presence, like every other soul, I had thought was mine but never belonged to me. what was he trying to do? is he ever going to realise, how broken, and shattered i'll be if he left me?
is he just like nay other soul?was i wrong even this time that his soul belonged to me and mine to his?
my soul today wants to feed on his soul but where is he?where is his soul?
Oh moon!when you shall be back again?
I always thought this pal of mine would never leave me, but today's that day. for over a month, I confided in him all my secrets, gave a part of my soul to it and tried absorbing a part of his. but today i feel that all this give and take business was adsorption. may be he never felt the same for me. i had cried in front of him for hours, and he was patient all this time, with that sympathising glow caring me all through and in all those times when i was happy and when i was dancing to the rhythm of my heart, he watched me through and through, seen me in all bad and good thingd i did but today when im looking for him with all my might, he , he isinit showing up. with the satisfaction of being cared and protect in his vicinity i had always regained my strength, my strength of character which had become a part of even his character but today when i need his character, his strength, his soul where is he?
where is he hiding?
has he left me, my company or rather should i say:even he has parted away from me?"
like everyone else, like every other person who had once made me sure of their presence, like every other soul, I had thought was mine but never belonged to me. what was he trying to do? is he ever going to realise, how broken, and shattered i'll be if he left me?
is he just like nay other soul?was i wrong even this time that his soul belonged to me and mine to his?
my soul today wants to feed on his soul but where is he?where is his soul?
Oh moon!when you shall be back again?
Friday, October 27, 2006
Window...
WINDOW
I used to sit there,
with the doors of my dreams wide open
and with the giantic outside
for those my mind tight shut
My eyes made pictures
but never saw them, I'm sure.
But somewhere at the corner
I heard the sound of motor, birds, shouts, etc..
But what I heard more clear,
were my dreams.
I sat there to let the colours flow
on the canvas of my wonderland.
The artistic hat I wore
the sound of my heart beats,
and the echo of what I never speak of.
Deep down somewhere....
a sudden jerk, my hand used to slip
that very moment,
excited to catch the
excitement of unseen, unsaid.
But... Deep down somewhere
I made my own mansion,
with walls of faceless glass
and pathway of soft cushion.
The more you mischief,
the more you are scared
The more you walk on,
the harder it became.
But the interior had a peaceful self
I sit and relax
no fight with time itself
So.. I sit at the same window,
day and again..
for the dreams unsaid..and the world unfelt!
I used to sit there,
with the doors of my dreams wide open
and with the giantic outside
for those my mind tight shut
My eyes made pictures
but never saw them, I'm sure.
But somewhere at the corner
I heard the sound of motor, birds, shouts, etc..
But what I heard more clear,
were my dreams.
I sat there to let the colours flow
on the canvas of my wonderland.
The artistic hat I wore
the sound of my heart beats,
and the echo of what I never speak of.
Deep down somewhere....
a sudden jerk, my hand used to slip
that very moment,
excited to catch the
excitement of unseen, unsaid.
But... Deep down somewhere
I made my own mansion,
with walls of faceless glass
and pathway of soft cushion.
The more you mischief,
the more you are scared
The more you walk on,
the harder it became.
But the interior had a peaceful self
I sit and relax
no fight with time itself
So.. I sit at the same window,
day and again..
for the dreams unsaid..and the world unfelt!
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