Wednesday, March 21, 2007


YOU?

Someone was at the door today, I thought it was you
For I don’t know why I was expecting you
This moment I heard a voice, I thought it was you
For I don’t know why, I wanted it to be you.

The phone did ring just now, to tell that its not you
As it used to be you, whenever I thought about you
The wind chime you gave, does not remember you
As it always used to, tell a lot about you.

Your heartbeat was there, always there to feel you
But it seems you are now, being far away from you
Your eyes, they never used to lie to you
For they are scared it seems, for it’s so unlike you.

You and you, for it was never a dream about you
Don’t know whether, I was ever real to you
May be its nothing I say, that has happened to you
It sure isn’t the way; it should have been;
between me and you.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Day, Someday

Ask your tears to stop crying, just for today
Dreams that come, will be swept away
The hearts you have won will be lost in a sigh
Don’t worry though you don’t have your time high.

Find all the strings of life, make it sweeter everyday
Heart and soul give them without any fray
For in their tents do we dwell when life has no zest
Life is a book, heading always the quest.

Things to live for will show up someday
Success will only kiss us after a hard long way
The moments of your life you forget not
And always know yourself and don’t ever boast.
We …

The creator wanted us to meet;
Meet, and be one in mind each.
Each of us conquering time and life,
Life, which we lived together in love.

Enjoyed we joy and happiness together,
Together, also we shared sorrows.
Sorrows made us learn the truths of life;
Life, making us stronger in love.

Pranks did we play on others,
Others did make us bigger fools.
Fools, lightly we took our life;
Life did not lose grounds in love.

One day we will be the best.
Best in a way, sky will be our dreams.
Dreams will come true, ours will be life;
Life will be always on the path of love.
Makes me … like this


Stealing your heart…makes me feel, like this!
Feeling your touch…makes me alive, like this!
The divine rhythm from you…makes me dance like this!
A look at your face…makes me glad, like this!
Life with you…makes me dream like this!
Your silent move…makes me yours like this!

This makes me think you,
This makes me feel you,
This makes me write you,
And this is why I love you.

When this can make me love you,
Why can’t love make you love me?

Monday, March 12, 2007