
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Those Tunes Still Sound Like You

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.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Ancient Fusion

It's not like the other nights.
Tonight, the passion overflowed.
And the kisses were burning, all over.
The night stretched long, tonight.
Ancient cravings returned.
Lustful eyes.
Two bodies fused, together.
Two became one.
We became me.
Us became I.
The night was long, unusually long.
Blood boiled in the veins.
Around, the silence stopped.
And kneeled.
An aura filled up the dark.
The night was unusual.
Her eyes were wet.
Her lips were speaking.
Some ancient lost language.
The need was in her eyes.
The fear was in her eyes.
The question was in her eyes.
And I answered.
Suddenly all was numb.
My body. My senses. My life.
Time stood still.
Felt a long lost joy.
Ancient happiness overflowed.
Indeed.
It’s been millions of years.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Moments..

Those Wonderful Moments.
I tasted paradise once again.
Yet, the rusted soul cries alone.
On the edges of the Fifth Mountain.
Tears, fall like dried waterfalls.
A strange aura filled up the night.
Tormented soul celebrates,
With the taste of the blood,
Raw red blood.
Long Lost Memories,
Buried deep within,
Awakes.
Zombies of eternal darkness,
Step forward to conquer.
The hope of light,
Overshadowed by the darkness.
Hope lost.
Darkness lurking within.
Still,
The night was wonderful.
The ancient cult master
With the bloody skull in his hand.
Laughs tortuously.
The dawn of the dead, arrived.
Apocalypse is now, anytime.
Suddenly the clock freezes.
Ancient wolves cry again.
And all was silent.