Sunday, October 31, 2010

Appetite for Destruction


The silent raindrops on the glass.
Its your eyes,that sparkles!
Diamonds!
Can i look at them,
For once and for all?

There's the blue moon,outside,
But it's raining still.
Look for the patterns!
They will guide you through,
Follow the patterns!

It's not some promises,
It's not some wishes,
I cry for!
But what about the chocolate thing we planned?

And it flowed along the gutter.

Infected blood with love,
Cure the incurable disease!
Don't go away,
Leaving me dying!

Perhaps,you should,
Take me to an asylum.
Closed in the 4 walled room,
At least,I,
Will have you!

The passenger pigeon,
That I sent to you,
Still cant find its way back home.
perhaps,its dead!

Old love poems giggle!
Its never been this funny!
Sometimes,
Lying on the old couch,
I laugh too!

Useless journals treasure my untold stories!
I wonder,
How useless they are.

Suddenly,
The wind came,
And tried to steal your memories away.
The restraint within me,
Whispered the need!
Fight,fight,fight!
Fight,fight,fight!

And i am fighting,
ever since.

Who?



Twisted fate.
A twisted you,
And a twisted me.
Twisted hopes.
Twisted lives,twisted again.
Twisted touches under my skin.
Love your twisted lips.
Twisted dreams,
Twisted along the twisted gutter.
Some twisted desires,
Twisted by twisted souls.
In the midst of this twisted world,
Who is twisted?


But,
In the end,we suffer,
A twisted you,a twisted me.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Those Tunes Still Sound Like You




The Days are bright
The Nights are long
The Birds are in their place
They Always sing their song,
The Air around me hugs me tight
It Won't let go of me,
So It starts out a fight!
Your Memory flutters
Like The early morning bird
Will You prefer a kiss,
Or Just a miss you card?

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Them....


It’s just today I attended a marriage ceremony of a distant relative. I know a very few people and got quite bored! Ma was busy chatting with some of them I didn’t know and dad wasn’t there too! So all I did was sit and get bored!

And along came a couple! Well both the woman and the man looked quite young and attractive. I was quite impressed by the attractive smile they had. I would call it feerless.later I got to know they were both mute. They met while working in a typing company and fell in love. I was quite astonished, amazed.

I looked at them for a while. They were sitting together at a corner. Sometimes few relatives came up to them and talked in signs but otherwise they kept to themselves. I loved the way they communicated with each other. One of them just looked into other’s eyes and smiled-and that’s enough for the other to understand. It’s their own language they are speaking, their own language of love.

I do believe love comes in numerous ways and forms, but I never had the fortune of watching such a miracle. Who said love can’t move the world? Who said its all money? I don’t believe it, now. Love can move mountains, love can build bridges, love can do anything.

It’s just the smile. There was an assurance. An assurance of togetherness. I wondered how they expressed their feelings to each other for the first time. Was that the smile? The same smile I noticed today?

How do they express their desires, their feelings, their needs, their sorrow, their wish, their promises? Is it just the smile?

I would remember Ronan Keating sing:

“The smile on your face,

Makes me know that you need me,

There’s a truth in your eyes,

Saying you will never leave me,

The touch of your hand,

Says you’ll catch me,

Whenever I fall,

You say it best,

When you say nothing at all...”

Someone said to me, it’s just what I say, matters a lot. And I loved her more, when we used to walk along the road, silent.I remember feeling her beside me, smelling her perfume, hearing her bangles cling with each other, seeing her beautiful locks. And I do believe, those times were wonderful.

P.S.And to her…I will love you till the end...

Friday, February 12, 2010

With the Garfield Comics in her Hand...



The sweet smile,
Sparkled in her lips.
Marvelously, she walked away.
With the Garfield comics in her hand.

Beautiful, she was.
As I looked at her, for those five minutes.
I wonder, where she is now?
I wonder, what she is she doing?

I wonder,
If she is smiling, even now.

Those few minutes,
Lasted for a lifetime.
That everlasting smile,
Lasted forever.

I wonder, what is her name?
I wonder, why she smiled?

I wonder,
If she is really so much happy.

I kept on wondering,
About the assuring smile in her lips,
And how gleefully she walked,
With the Garfield comics in her hand.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Till The End.




I saw you today.
You were looking beautiful, tonight.
I saw you happy.
You were laughing heartily, tonight.
I saw your hair,
Being blown by the wind,
And you were looking so heavenly!

Maybe the chilling winds,
Passed shivers down your spines,
And so you cuddled into his arms,
To feel warm!

I loved your hands.
They were just as beautiful, as it was before.
It was just a ring you threw away!

I loved your smile.
It was as assuring, as it was before.
And you were ever sweet,
My sugar coated honeybee!

I still remember the Christmas present.
Those tiny bells you gave,
Wonderful, it was.

I would love to hug you,
Once again,
Just as he did,
Right then.

And once,
I wished,
You would be mine, forever.
I wished,
All those dreams would come true.
I wished,
I would never let you go, ever!

Its midnight now.
Called you ten minutes ago,
Again after 10 months.
I wished I could hear your voice.
But they said you were busy!


Some wishes are not granted.
Still, I will love you till the end.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

All the Way.



Now that,
You are not there,
Do you think,
I don’t miss you?

You, You and forever You.
It’s You, all the way.

Remember,
Those raindrops on the glass,
How they glistened?
As if,
They were Diamonds.

Illusions, Illusions and just Illusions.
Illusions, all the way.

Long, everlasting promises,
Vows of staying together, forever,
Forgotten.

Lies, Lies and just Lies.
Lies, all the way.

Evergreen memories,
Holding hands and kisses,
Washed away.

Rusted, Rusted and just Rusted.
Rusted, all the way.

Still,
A fire inside, burns.
And in some ordinary night,
I want you back.

You, You and forever You.
Its You, all the way.