GUESS WHO'S SHE...??
Wherever I went,she followed me…
“Nobody can ever separate us”,was her plea,
She consoled me when things were not so fine…
All my so called achievements placed her on cloud nine,
When I walked alone,to disguise my tears in the rain…
She was there to weep in my pain,
People require others’ shoulders to cry on,when feeling low…
I just walk into the sun,to meet my SHADOW…
Friday, November 27, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
still can't find an answer to this....!!
WHO IS SHE…?
Three years back
A smile captured my imagination
My heart said,”wait,I think I know her”
But the mind didn’t listen to me
Screamed aloud it did,”who is she…?”
Slowly developed an acquaintance
As I lowered my guard,& opened my heart’s fence
Dancing in my joy,& celebrating in my glee
I didn’t listen to a part of myself,which said,
“well,who is she…?”
She became an integral part of my existence
“she is made for me”,was my defence
Our relationship grew from a sapling to a tree
Even my mind forgot to ask me this time,
“who is she…?”
Then one day it all ended
“We are strangers”,she pretended
Life to me became a punishment,with only pains & no merry
Each passing second I began to ask my soul,
“who is she…?”
Even today when I see her
I engross myself in thoughts,”what,if she were my lover?”
Forgetting that smile is all but easy
Will almighty ever be able to tell me
“who is she…?"
Three years back
A smile captured my imagination
My heart said,”wait,I think I know her”
But the mind didn’t listen to me
Screamed aloud it did,”who is she…?”
Slowly developed an acquaintance
As I lowered my guard,& opened my heart’s fence
Dancing in my joy,& celebrating in my glee
I didn’t listen to a part of myself,which said,
“well,who is she…?”
She became an integral part of my existence
“she is made for me”,was my defence
Our relationship grew from a sapling to a tree
Even my mind forgot to ask me this time,
“who is she…?”
Then one day it all ended
“We are strangers”,she pretended
Life to me became a punishment,with only pains & no merry
Each passing second I began to ask my soul,
“who is she…?”
Even today when I see her
I engross myself in thoughts,”what,if she were my lover?”
Forgetting that smile is all but easy
Will almighty ever be able to tell me
“who is she…?"
Saturday, October 31, 2009
dreams...
THE TRUTH BEHIND DREAMS
it fascinates us every night
to an eccentric person,it's his birth right
but beware dear fellas,watching it can prove riskier than entering a raging stream
that's the uncertainty of a dream
it's the meeting point of a genius & his art
it's the place where most successful ventures start
it marks the journey,from scratch to immortal destinations
a dream is nothing,if not an inspiration
it sets free your inhibitions
it unearths your ambitions
but just mere dreaming isn't sufficient
sorry day dreamers,but your clan loses even in the realm of fiction
dreams give you a lifeline
a thread to cling onto in despair
so that even when the whole world becomes your foe
you look straight in it's eye & stare
"write me off at your own peril",you declare
a dream can be your whole life in a nutshell
worse,it may even predict your death even before the proverbial 'death knell'
love it or hate it,believe in it or not;smile at it or scream,
the truth is,nobody really knows the actual truth behind a dream
it can be as engossing as a hollywood thriller
for the weak hearted,it could prove as dangerous as a cold blooded contract killer
when you don't quite know what's this thrill-a-minute ride's theme...
believe me guys,you could be watching a truly intense dream
it fascinates us every night
to an eccentric person,it's his birth right
but beware dear fellas,watching it can prove riskier than entering a raging stream
that's the uncertainty of a dream
it's the meeting point of a genius & his art
it's the place where most successful ventures start
it marks the journey,from scratch to immortal destinations
a dream is nothing,if not an inspiration
it sets free your inhibitions
it unearths your ambitions
but just mere dreaming isn't sufficient
sorry day dreamers,but your clan loses even in the realm of fiction
dreams give you a lifeline
a thread to cling onto in despair
so that even when the whole world becomes your foe
you look straight in it's eye & stare
"write me off at your own peril",you declare
a dream can be your whole life in a nutshell
worse,it may even predict your death even before the proverbial 'death knell'
love it or hate it,believe in it or not;smile at it or scream,
the truth is,nobody really knows the actual truth behind a dream
it can be as engossing as a hollywood thriller
for the weak hearted,it could prove as dangerous as a cold blooded contract killer
when you don't quite know what's this thrill-a-minute ride's theme...
believe me guys,you could be watching a truly intense dream
anybody interested...???
MARRIAGE ADVERTISEMENT
it's that season of that year again
when all 'so called' eligible guys and girls,feel the same old pain
all the worried parents turn on the heat
to achieve what they feel,is the most important feat,'MARRIAGE'
even this newspaper is carrying that ad,
not quite knowing how much they make innocent young people sad
'wanted: bride for a handsome guy',
although,even the guy knows in his heart,he isn't quite that,howmuchever he may try
the bride should be tall
this is the minimun requirement of the parent-turned-hungry animal,on the prowl
the girl should be fair,
certainly,she should be having long,black.glistening hair
the unwritten condition though is,her behaviour would be closely assessed,as though through a lens
obviously,to bear with the whims & fancies of her in laws,she should have patience,& in abundance
now comes the more important search for the groom
for he's the one who is as meticulously searched for,as though searching for a dust grain,sweeped by a broom
he should be tall,handsome & dark,
doesn't really matter if the contrast between him & the prospective bride is quite stark
in lakhs he should be earning
never mind if post marriage,for some other prettier faces,he develops a yearning
he should have no drug or similar dependence
who cares if his behaviour makes the bride so tense,as if sitting on a fence
now comes the most important aspect
which the familes never fail to inspect
the prospective bride & groom should be of the same caste
which is really ironical,coz who knows the surnames of the good samaritans;or those who are behind deadly bomb blasts
it's quite unfortunate,
but allow me to state,
i dearly hope our generation can change this,mate....
even if,it's a just a tad late
it's that season of that year again
when all 'so called' eligible guys and girls,feel the same old pain
all the worried parents turn on the heat
to achieve what they feel,is the most important feat,'MARRIAGE'
even this newspaper is carrying that ad,
not quite knowing how much they make innocent young people sad
'wanted: bride for a handsome guy',
although,even the guy knows in his heart,he isn't quite that,howmuchever he may try
the bride should be tall
this is the minimun requirement of the parent-turned-hungry animal,on the prowl
the girl should be fair,
certainly,she should be having long,black.glistening hair
the unwritten condition though is,her behaviour would be closely assessed,as though through a lens
obviously,to bear with the whims & fancies of her in laws,she should have patience,& in abundance
now comes the more important search for the groom
for he's the one who is as meticulously searched for,as though searching for a dust grain,sweeped by a broom
he should be tall,handsome & dark,
doesn't really matter if the contrast between him & the prospective bride is quite stark
in lakhs he should be earning
never mind if post marriage,for some other prettier faces,he develops a yearning
he should have no drug or similar dependence
who cares if his behaviour makes the bride so tense,as if sitting on a fence
now comes the most important aspect
which the familes never fail to inspect
the prospective bride & groom should be of the same caste
which is really ironical,coz who knows the surnames of the good samaritans;or those who are behind deadly bomb blasts
it's quite unfortunate,
but allow me to state,
i dearly hope our generation can change this,mate....
even if,it's a just a tad late
Friday, October 9, 2009
PAIN...
have we ever wondered...
about the meaning of an oft repeated word,
have we ever taxed our brain...
what's the real essence of the term,pain??
it infects every soul
in every heart it digs a hole
yet,none can explain it with conviction
because each version appears to be a figment of imagination
to the rich,it's the loss of few pieces of gold...
for the glamorous,its the fear of getting old,
the daily battles for a square meal,for the poor
pain for the elderly is the feeling that his days with the loved ones, are getting fewer
everyone thinks his pain is the most...
"i have suffered a lot",they all boast,
but how can one really compare suffering??
which spares none,be it the pauper,or the king
losers accept it as their fate
"i am destined to suffer",they state...
other mortals fight it out,albeit unsuccessfully,throughout their lives,till the end...
but the one who bucks this trend,
to overcome grief,and achieve his aim
is the one,the world salutes,as a LEGEND!
about the meaning of an oft repeated word,
have we ever taxed our brain...
what's the real essence of the term,pain??
it infects every soul
in every heart it digs a hole
yet,none can explain it with conviction
because each version appears to be a figment of imagination
to the rich,it's the loss of few pieces of gold...
for the glamorous,its the fear of getting old,
the daily battles for a square meal,for the poor
pain for the elderly is the feeling that his days with the loved ones, are getting fewer
everyone thinks his pain is the most...
"i have suffered a lot",they all boast,
but how can one really compare suffering??
which spares none,be it the pauper,or the king
losers accept it as their fate
"i am destined to suffer",they state...
other mortals fight it out,albeit unsuccessfully,throughout their lives,till the end...
but the one who bucks this trend,
to overcome grief,and achieve his aim
is the one,the world salutes,as a LEGEND!
Saturday, September 19, 2009
settling in d job of blogging...
today is not exactly a holiday,but one which i've taken to be one...well i was a bit weary after d last week's activities,n anyway with a long weekend ahead,it's not such a bad idea though...it's a lazy afternoon,in sync with most of my off days...with nthng much to do...thinking of writing a few lines,let's seehow much success i can have in the endeavour...
Friday, September 18, 2009
my 1st day as a blogger
well to be honest,i m not exactly a green horn when it comes to d net,but i concede dat creating a blog here,updating a profile n den revisiting my profile has been quite a pain stakin xperience....c ya later
guys dis is my post....
titled as
MY LOVE
The cynosure of my eyes...
she was the secret behind all my highs,
her smile made my day...
her sorrows made my hairs gray,
so sweet yet so charming...
with a voice that intoxicates without harming,
without her life is incomplete...
my heart has forgotten to beat,
if she had to do this...
why was this short lived bliss?
in dreams i still whisper...
tell her god,i still love her...
titled as
MY LOVE
The cynosure of my eyes...
she was the secret behind all my highs,
her smile made my day...
her sorrows made my hairs gray,
so sweet yet so charming...
with a voice that intoxicates without harming,
without her life is incomplete...
my heart has forgotten to beat,
if she had to do this...
why was this short lived bliss?
in dreams i still whisper...
tell her god,i still love her...
Sunday, January 11, 2009
a poem which has brought me some recognition...
THE TRUTH BEHIND DREAMS
it fascinates us every night
to an eccentric person,it's his birth right
but beware dear fellas,watching it can prove riskier than entering a raging stream
that's the uncertainty of a dream
it's the meeting point of a genius & his art
it's the place where most successful ventures start
it marks the journey,from scratch to immortal destinations
a dream is nothing,if not an inspiration
it sets free your inhibitions
it unearths your ambitions
but just mere dreaming isn't sufficient
sorry day dreamers,but your clan loses even in the realm of fiction
dreams give you a lifeline
a thread to cling onto in despair
so that even when the whole world becomes your foe
you look straight in it's eye & stare
"write me off at your own peril",you declare
a dream can be your whole life in a nutshell
worse,it may even predict your death even before the proverbial 'death knell'
love it or hate it,believe in it or not;smile at it or scream,
the truth is,nobody really knows the actual truth behind a dream
it can be as engossing as a hollywood thriller
for the weak hearted,it could prove as dangerous as a cold blooded contract killer
when you don't quite know what's this thrill-a-minute ride's theme...
believe me guys,you could be watching a truly intense dream
it fascinates us every night
to an eccentric person,it's his birth right
but beware dear fellas,watching it can prove riskier than entering a raging stream
that's the uncertainty of a dream
it's the meeting point of a genius & his art
it's the place where most successful ventures start
it marks the journey,from scratch to immortal destinations
a dream is nothing,if not an inspiration
it sets free your inhibitions
it unearths your ambitions
but just mere dreaming isn't sufficient
sorry day dreamers,but your clan loses even in the realm of fiction
dreams give you a lifeline
a thread to cling onto in despair
so that even when the whole world becomes your foe
you look straight in it's eye & stare
"write me off at your own peril",you declare
a dream can be your whole life in a nutshell
worse,it may even predict your death even before the proverbial 'death knell'
love it or hate it,believe in it or not;smile at it or scream,
the truth is,nobody really knows the actual truth behind a dream
it can be as engossing as a hollywood thriller
for the weak hearted,it could prove as dangerous as a cold blooded contract killer
when you don't quite know what's this thrill-a-minute ride's theme...
believe me guys,you could be watching a truly intense dream
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