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Saturday, November 24, 2012

Under the Sky


And it is just another night that is passing by..
Thinking about the green grass on the other side..
About the things that would have been..
If a shoulder was here on which i'd lean..
Of all the words that I've learnt..
"You" is the most wonderful one..
And of all the sentences I've thought of..
There is still a one you haven't heard of..
In the glory of the moon tonight,
My eyes will eventually shut, senses subside..
But my mind wont stop wandering..
I would think of you in dreams and sing..
Under the stars i'd lay next to you..
When with ardent love you'll hum a tune..
And when ends a song or two..
With sleepy eyes..ill look at you...
I'd wait for you to look back and speak..
But you wont talk..and simply watch me sleep..

Sunday, February 26, 2012

the One you were..


Bas kal ki hi baat hai...usne mujhse kaha...
 
"There was a time..I talked to myself…now, I just speak to myself..and smile to myself..Sometimes it is this instant glumness that comes to me out of nowhere..it is at this moment when I realize I went infamous.."

Jis tarah aaj hai..Yun badnaam kabhi na thi zindagi..
 

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Reverie

He had never smiled so fake..
As if a life’s at stake..
I dream of a smile..When all good moments seem borrowed for an instance..
He lives with a desire
One that’s gonna cling onto him till pyres
I dream of a desire that pushes him to stand alone.
He regretted a decision so lame..
He painted his dreams in her name
I dream of a painting with no dimension of time and tense..
Tired of feeling so small..
Of rhyming out of minds and trying to crawl..
I dream of a rhythm curled in ties of his ecstasy..
Can prayers be heard?
Can a world change?
I dream of a prayer that answers all questions..
The egoist and the Alter-ego
Let not the pride go undefined.
I dream of a pride that melts before exaltation.
Doleful being… silent cry..
One kiss and reverse the time could simply fly.
I dream of a kiss which brings his love back to him.
I dream of a dream where all my dreams come true…
He gets his gal and life turns blind.
Peace seeks a friend.

Monday, April 11, 2011

As simple as this !

All the vicinity faded away the day when he first saw her. He was not the kind of person to fall for girls who know nothing but how to look good. She had this delusion of grandeur. No doubt, her looks were stunning to the point that heads were certain to turn. The beauty with no brains lived a life of a princess with the ancestral inheritance she acquired with minimal effort.

His was a life adorned with success. Getting the love of life was never included in that success list. He wasn’t even a believer of love at first sight but things were destined to happen.

It was then when he managed a convo with the girl that he realised that it would be difficult for him to accept her even as the less better half. But, it was too late and she was on his list that defined success.  Moreover, the question whether the girl would accept him had not even raised yet. He could not have afford to let go off her in any circumstance. A way exists for every will. He decided to train her for life. He taught her how the world works and the pragmatic approach to existence. He taught her the ways to gain respect from the respectful beings. Plus he never forgot to tell her that she was the girl he loves truly, madly and deeply and so she never found any reason not to be with him at any point of the day or the night.


There was ofcourse the second side of this coin.At times when they lay on the wet grass together under the open sky, he told her about the constellations above and she helped him find immense pleasure in appraising even the flawed beauty of the moon. At nights when they went for long drives, he said he wants youngsters to understand how fatal crossing speed limits can get and she tells her how thrilled biking and passionate love crosses the limits of fear of death. Gradually she taught him much more than he taught her with more intensity and credence.

As she found a Magus in him who could arouse and then quench the thirst for knowledge, he had come to know eternal love for not only knowledge and success but for love itself. He always loved her and now he loves Love too.

P.S:  They were happy since the beginning, until now and lived happily ever after.