On a beautiful day like this,
a perfect platter for bliss.
All was perfect,not at all wrong,
almost nothing was amiss.
The not-so-clear skies,
with the clouds kissing them all over,
the ever-so-cool breeze,
setting in motion many a flower.
Holding each others hands,not letting go,
I asked time to go slow.
For once,my wishes were fulfilled,
by Time,by u and all I know.
My smile,then,was important to u,
such moments,for me,are few,
when I know that my happiness matters,
it sounds,to me,like something new.
That day was really mine,
be with me,and I'll be on cloud nine,
my life will be my own again,
and stars,for me,will shine.
Such a beautiful day,the view so perfect,
and nature playing the perfect host.
All was right,nothing at all wrong,
nothing was missing,
Well,almost...
I read them! :)
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Clueless...
When life gets so cruel,
defeats one in every duel...
where do you find the ray of hope...?
pain becomes,now,a dope!
Shattered by the hopelessness in sound,
battered by the storms around.
Where did those days vanish,
when opportunities were abound...?
When all doors close at once,
no light,not an ounce.
Groping around to find a way out,
with no faith and many a doubt.
Bang in the middle of this ocean called life,
finding no comfort,only strife.
Tossed about mercilessly by the waves,
never finding what this life craves...
Sailing in a boat without an oar,
having lost sight of the shore...
shouting for help and not finding it,
but trying and trying and trying some more...!
defeats one in every duel...
where do you find the ray of hope...?
pain becomes,now,a dope!
Shattered by the hopelessness in sound,
battered by the storms around.
Where did those days vanish,
when opportunities were abound...?
When all doors close at once,
no light,not an ounce.
Groping around to find a way out,
with no faith and many a doubt.
Bang in the middle of this ocean called life,
finding no comfort,only strife.
Tossed about mercilessly by the waves,
never finding what this life craves...
Sailing in a boat without an oar,
having lost sight of the shore...
shouting for help and not finding it,
but trying and trying and trying some more...!
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