well guys,however few you are who take up te courage to come over to my blog, I would jus like to tell you that I have not been in a bad mood for some time now so ,no more poems,not right now atleast.Well maybe a few fun ones,but lets see.Me working on an entry,actually one came in my mind last night itself,so will probably publish one soon.
till then,take care
live life dont spend it
and keep smiling people.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Friends
Walking alone is hard to imagine,
so is living all alone.
One needs company,one needs friends,
its impossible to live on one's own.
Friends help you smile and laugh,
they let you shed your tears too.
In torrid times,friends are much better help,
than sulking alone,listening to blue.
They make life worthwhile,make you live,
without them theres nothing left at all.
One may have seen ups and downs in life,
but nothings compared to this fall.
But sometimes it hurts a lot,
to have friends and still miss them.
To try to let your friends be alone,
to get them out of your system.
They soon become a habit,
its too hard to give up then.
To find solace without friends,
one holds a paper and a pen.
I expect a lot from my friends,
sorry but thats part of me.
I think this is one part which,
many of my friends forgot to foresee.
Coz now I have people,
too busy,friends they no longer are.
But its nothing serious they have done,
me not putting them behind a bar.
I too would get busy,
I would have no time soon.
and then they would know how it is,
to be in the noght with no moon.
No light to guide you,
no one holds your hands.
You play along all alone,
where sometimes you played in bands.
I am not upset with them,
they got better things to do.
why would someone wipe my tears,
when in the morning they mix up with dew.
They are busy wih better things,
with better people,better works.
And this way they get better things,
better bonuses and perks.
Me just a static entity,
will be where I always was.
A tiny little mouse,scared to death,
about to be taken by life's claws.
The only thing that hurts me,
is that suddenly I am all alone.
As if the idea bulb to do something,
at the same time on all friends head,it shone.
Everyones got busy at once,
or maybe I am more free.
Everyone is busy plucking fruits,
while I wait at the base of the tree.
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Sorry,but as it seems,the post is incomplete,and didnt quite have the courage to complete it.so that is why you see this as you do.enjoy
so is living all alone.
One needs company,one needs friends,
its impossible to live on one's own.
Friends help you smile and laugh,
they let you shed your tears too.
In torrid times,friends are much better help,
than sulking alone,listening to blue.
They make life worthwhile,make you live,
without them theres nothing left at all.
One may have seen ups and downs in life,
but nothings compared to this fall.
But sometimes it hurts a lot,
to have friends and still miss them.
To try to let your friends be alone,
to get them out of your system.
They soon become a habit,
its too hard to give up then.
To find solace without friends,
one holds a paper and a pen.
I expect a lot from my friends,
sorry but thats part of me.
I think this is one part which,
many of my friends forgot to foresee.
Coz now I have people,
too busy,friends they no longer are.
But its nothing serious they have done,
me not putting them behind a bar.
I too would get busy,
I would have no time soon.
and then they would know how it is,
to be in the noght with no moon.
No light to guide you,
no one holds your hands.
You play along all alone,
where sometimes you played in bands.
I am not upset with them,
they got better things to do.
why would someone wipe my tears,
when in the morning they mix up with dew.
They are busy wih better things,
with better people,better works.
And this way they get better things,
better bonuses and perks.
Me just a static entity,
will be where I always was.
A tiny little mouse,scared to death,
about to be taken by life's claws.
The only thing that hurts me,
is that suddenly I am all alone.
As if the idea bulb to do something,
at the same time on all friends head,it shone.
Everyones got busy at once,
or maybe I am more free.
Everyone is busy plucking fruits,
while I wait at the base of the tree.
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Sorry,but as it seems,the post is incomplete,and didnt quite have the courage to complete it.so that is why you see this as you do.enjoy
Monday, October 16, 2006
WHY?????
I lie here alone,
and a tear rolls down my eye.
I ask myself again and again,
why? Somebody plz tell me why?
I ask her to keep distance,
because hers I am not.
but still I cant get over her,
sometimes I miss her a lot.
She said she couldnt move on,
Lost without me she would get.
I knew she was the best there was,
the best I had ever met.
But still I could not have her,
I told her to let go.
I told her we not meant to be,
the reason I still dont know.
And now she has changed a lot,
she has evolved,has moved on.
we still the best of friends,mind you
but the feeling i think has gone.
But i think I lost something else,
along with my feelings, my life.
I think I lost the friend I had,
because of the quarrels and the strife.
I used to know her the best,
but she is now a stranger to me.
I could look into her heart then,
now in her eyes its impossible to see.
I could have told her all i had,
in my heart,in my mind.
But now I cant even speak a word,
however hard she tries to find.
I miss her a lot some days,
I feel so scared,so alone.
Sometimes when the sun shines brightly outside,
I feel freezed down to the bone.
I dont know why I left her,
dont know why miss her I do.
I had her inside my heart all along,
and I think this she herself knew.
Why do I negate myself,
when I ask her to move on.
why do I want her just the same,
when its better if she is reborn.
I know I cant have her,
then why do I always want.
Why do I envy anyone she talks to?
why do her memories haunt?
I want her to be happy,
with anyone except me.
then why is it that I get hurt,
and her,with noone else I can see.
Why do I always blame her,
for hurting me,for making me cry.
and forget the time when I was in her shoes,
and her eyes never kept dry.
She is like an angel in this world,
but no,afterall she is human.
I cant expect her to love me still,
after all that to her I have done.
I wish her luck,I care for her,
I want her to be happy, to smile.
And want myself to let her go,
to let her choose whom she thinks worthwhile.
I want to sometimes hide,
sometimes to run away.
I want to tell her all I feel,
why is it so difficult to say????
P.S. before you all start sending me condolences and feel sorry for me,just want to tell that this
isnt my story.was in a bad mood today so wrote abt something which does spoil most moods.feel a lot better.
and a tear rolls down my eye.
I ask myself again and again,
why? Somebody plz tell me why?
I ask her to keep distance,
because hers I am not.
but still I cant get over her,
sometimes I miss her a lot.
She said she couldnt move on,
Lost without me she would get.
I knew she was the best there was,
the best I had ever met.
But still I could not have her,
I told her to let go.
I told her we not meant to be,
the reason I still dont know.
And now she has changed a lot,
she has evolved,has moved on.
we still the best of friends,mind you
but the feeling i think has gone.
But i think I lost something else,
along with my feelings, my life.
I think I lost the friend I had,
because of the quarrels and the strife.
I used to know her the best,
but she is now a stranger to me.
I could look into her heart then,
now in her eyes its impossible to see.
I could have told her all i had,
in my heart,in my mind.
But now I cant even speak a word,
however hard she tries to find.
I miss her a lot some days,
I feel so scared,so alone.
Sometimes when the sun shines brightly outside,
I feel freezed down to the bone.
I dont know why I left her,
dont know why miss her I do.
I had her inside my heart all along,
and I think this she herself knew.
Why do I negate myself,
when I ask her to move on.
why do I want her just the same,
when its better if she is reborn.
I know I cant have her,
then why do I always want.
Why do I envy anyone she talks to?
why do her memories haunt?
I want her to be happy,
with anyone except me.
then why is it that I get hurt,
and her,with noone else I can see.
Why do I always blame her,
for hurting me,for making me cry.
and forget the time when I was in her shoes,
and her eyes never kept dry.
She is like an angel in this world,
but no,afterall she is human.
I cant expect her to love me still,
after all that to her I have done.
I wish her luck,I care for her,
I want her to be happy, to smile.
And want myself to let her go,
to let her choose whom she thinks worthwhile.
I want to sometimes hide,
sometimes to run away.
I want to tell her all I feel,
why is it so difficult to say????
P.S. before you all start sending me condolences and feel sorry for me,just want to tell that this
isnt my story.was in a bad mood today so wrote abt something which does spoil most moods.feel a lot better.
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Live life,Dont spend it
I am a little shocked,
and hurt a lot.
Because the friends who mean the world,
have stopped giving life another shot.
I talked to a friend of mine,
whos pretty close to me.
She's tense because she has got a goal,
and failure she cant bear to see.
I asked her to be happy,
to focus,to be confident and strong.
coz that is what will help her,
to finally hit the victory gong.
I asked her to stop fretting,
to stop being nervous and tense.
To face her mistakes,her weaknesses,
and stop using them as a pretence.
She stands alone,I told her,
the test is hers alone.
She has got to get strong,
coz only the best gets the bone.
Another friend of mine,
also threw the towel in.
She was upset,sad,depressed,
and had created a huge din.
I asked her to stop crying,
to stop regretting for what is gone.
I asked her to come up and rise,
to be happy again,to be reborn.
I ask all my friends and loved ones alike,
life is a precious gift.
Sadness,troubles cant see you happy,
with them,you'll always have a rift.
But you yourself are most important,
more than anyone in the world you know.
Just stop listening to others and ask your heart,
you'll know what way to go.
Others will always speak,
they will always say "WRONG YOU ARE".
But its upto you to decide,
you wanna lead or be left behind far.
Its your life,and you should lead,
whatever way you find is fit.
And bear in mind what I always say,
"Live life dont spend it".
Hope I helped someone with my view point.acknowledgements invited
and hurt a lot.
Because the friends who mean the world,
have stopped giving life another shot.
I talked to a friend of mine,
whos pretty close to me.
She's tense because she has got a goal,
and failure she cant bear to see.
I asked her to be happy,
to focus,to be confident and strong.
coz that is what will help her,
to finally hit the victory gong.
I asked her to stop fretting,
to stop being nervous and tense.
To face her mistakes,her weaknesses,
and stop using them as a pretence.
She stands alone,I told her,
the test is hers alone.
She has got to get strong,
coz only the best gets the bone.
Another friend of mine,
also threw the towel in.
She was upset,sad,depressed,
and had created a huge din.
I asked her to stop crying,
to stop regretting for what is gone.
I asked her to come up and rise,
to be happy again,to be reborn.
I ask all my friends and loved ones alike,
life is a precious gift.
Sadness,troubles cant see you happy,
with them,you'll always have a rift.
But you yourself are most important,
more than anyone in the world you know.
Just stop listening to others and ask your heart,
you'll know what way to go.
Others will always speak,
they will always say "WRONG YOU ARE".
But its upto you to decide,
you wanna lead or be left behind far.
Its your life,and you should lead,
whatever way you find is fit.
And bear in mind what I always say,
"Live life dont spend it".
Hope I helped someone with my view point.acknowledgements invited
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Why is it always I?????????
Life has ups and downs,
and rights and lefts too.
But what I dont get about life is,
Why is it always I and not you?
'I thought you would do it,
but you broke my trust'
did you ever think about this,
how many promises you kept at first???
Its easy to find faults,
and forget about yours.
Its also easy to observe all,
when you yourself hide behind doors.
'I think you are wrong'
or 'I expected this from you'
Am I not entitled anything,
to hope that you would do??
'You shout a lot always'
or 'You get irritated pretty soon'.
but where does this all go when you,
do the same, to the moon????
'You never listen to others',
'You got like a 1000 faults'.
Come on guys,if I were perfect,
wouldnt someone close me in a vault???
People always come up and say,
'I hope,I think,I expect,I feel'.
But sometimes I too think and expect,
I too hope,and yes, I do feel.
Why doesnt one stand in front of the mirror,
and see how you turned out?
And just think once on every fault,
before you turn around and shout.
But this a vicious cycle,
me too stuck in it.
However hard I try and be wary,
I fall finally in the pit.
I go against my rules,
and preach what you must do.
And when I read what I just wrote,
all I hear is 'Shut up' or 'BOOOOOO'.
I think all can preach,
and all can tell how wrong you are.
But if you ever find how wrong your self is,
maybe then you can keep everyone at par.
However high one thinks of himself,
however proud one may feel.
But the truth remains as simple as this,
Eventually all are on an even keel.
P.S.- No offense meant and none taken.
All resemblances to any event or thought is purely in your dreams.
and rights and lefts too.
But what I dont get about life is,
Why is it always I and not you?
'I thought you would do it,
but you broke my trust'
did you ever think about this,
how many promises you kept at first???
Its easy to find faults,
and forget about yours.
Its also easy to observe all,
when you yourself hide behind doors.
'I think you are wrong'
or 'I expected this from you'
Am I not entitled anything,
to hope that you would do??
'You shout a lot always'
or 'You get irritated pretty soon'.
but where does this all go when you,
do the same, to the moon????
'You never listen to others',
'You got like a 1000 faults'.
Come on guys,if I were perfect,
wouldnt someone close me in a vault???
People always come up and say,
'I hope,I think,I expect,I feel'.
But sometimes I too think and expect,
I too hope,and yes, I do feel.
Why doesnt one stand in front of the mirror,
and see how you turned out?
And just think once on every fault,
before you turn around and shout.
But this a vicious cycle,
me too stuck in it.
However hard I try and be wary,
I fall finally in the pit.
I go against my rules,
and preach what you must do.
And when I read what I just wrote,
all I hear is 'Shut up' or 'BOOOOOO'.
I think all can preach,
and all can tell how wrong you are.
But if you ever find how wrong your self is,
maybe then you can keep everyone at par.
However high one thinks of himself,
however proud one may feel.
But the truth remains as simple as this,
Eventually all are on an even keel.
P.S.- No offense meant and none taken.
All resemblances to any event or thought is purely in your dreams.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
What to Do?????????????
Ill tell you a little story
it may not be very new,
but the point's not whats been done,
the question's what to do
People come into my life,
they appear out of the blue.
they spread joy,they laugh, they cry
they make me feel fresh and new.
and then they suddenly kill me,
with a single word or deed,
and I sit shocked and hurt,
just thinking what to do.
I have a lot of friends,
ok,I have a few.
I can trust them with my life,
even if they dont have a clue.
But even they dont stand by always,
they take to the other court,
while I stand alone facing the music,
thinking as to what to do.
Its not worth taking names,not worth
beating them black and blue.
I just want to have someone,
someone who said"Him, I knew".
Someone who reads me over,
and gives me a pat on the shoulder,
and stays with me when I am alone,
and tells me what to do.
No doubt I got great friends,
no offense meant,its true.
I would find it hard to live,
if it hadnt been for you.
But this is an ode to all those,
who dont know what their friends want.
and maybe in my confusion,
I perhaps told you what to do.
it may not be very new,
but the point's not whats been done,
the question's what to do
People come into my life,
they appear out of the blue.
they spread joy,they laugh, they cry
they make me feel fresh and new.
and then they suddenly kill me,
with a single word or deed,
and I sit shocked and hurt,
just thinking what to do.
I have a lot of friends,
ok,I have a few.
I can trust them with my life,
even if they dont have a clue.
But even they dont stand by always,
they take to the other court,
while I stand alone facing the music,
thinking as to what to do.
Its not worth taking names,not worth
beating them black and blue.
I just want to have someone,
someone who said"Him, I knew".
Someone who reads me over,
and gives me a pat on the shoulder,
and stays with me when I am alone,
and tells me what to do.
No doubt I got great friends,
no offense meant,its true.
I would find it hard to live,
if it hadnt been for you.
But this is an ode to all those,
who dont know what their friends want.
and maybe in my confusion,
I perhaps told you what to do.
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Thanks all
well then,i did receive a lot of response for my
first post,so i can expect that atleast some
percent of them would return to see once in a
while to check if theres something new.For those
who didnt like it,well sorry but i got a few keep
writing comments(check my comments), and so,all
you can do right now is not to visit my blog and
maybe i tire out an stop polluting the
blogspace.till then,well i m here for good.so live
with it.
as for my post,its in my mind as of now,n will
publish it shortly.
first post,so i can expect that atleast some
percent of them would return to see once in a
while to check if theres something new.For those
who didnt like it,well sorry but i got a few keep
writing comments(check my comments), and so,all
you can do right now is not to visit my blog and
maybe i tire out an stop polluting the
blogspace.till then,well i m here for good.so live
with it.
as for my post,its in my mind as of now,n will
publish it shortly.
Thursday, September 28, 2006
SHE
Shot through the heart,
I lay in the field,
and several lay beside me
sans sword or shield.
Woke up then startled
in the night, I did.
And realised i was fine,
but shivering like a kid.
The next day came and went,
so did many more.
The dream was forgotten,
and with it all the gore.
And then one day I met her,
she was like morning breeze.
Her touch was soft,her eyes deep,
every bad dream had to cease.
She was meant to be, I knew
from the first day we met.
And I felt she sensed it too,
I just know it,would have had a bet.
And then she just left me,
shattered and alone.
Cut me with a knife,
destroyed all that was sown.
And then i got to know,
there were many more.
Before me,with hearts broken,
atleast 3,maybe even 4.
That night the dream reappeared,
was again struck through the heart.
But now i knew the reason why,
and how she had played a part.
Love is a silly game,
you trip, you win, you lose.
And since are very very rare,
at loss,one sinks in booze.
I still sometimes remember,
the days,the moments real sweet.
But then I think why,
and crush her under my feet.
Swore never to fall in love,
and never to trust a girl.
Was hurt once,but not again
never to be stuck again in a swirl.
And then she came,
more beautiful, tender and sweet.
And I knew she wont ditch me,
knew it with every passing beat.
One never knows for sure,
where life takes or leads.
You could remain strung in a necklace,
or scatter away like beads.
Its good to be hurt once,
to cry and to plea.
So that when you meet the special one,
you know how good is she.
(nt my story)
I lay in the field,
and several lay beside me
sans sword or shield.
Woke up then startled
in the night, I did.
And realised i was fine,
but shivering like a kid.
The next day came and went,
so did many more.
The dream was forgotten,
and with it all the gore.
And then one day I met her,
she was like morning breeze.
Her touch was soft,her eyes deep,
every bad dream had to cease.
She was meant to be, I knew
from the first day we met.
And I felt she sensed it too,
I just know it,would have had a bet.
And then she just left me,
shattered and alone.
Cut me with a knife,
destroyed all that was sown.
And then i got to know,
there were many more.
Before me,with hearts broken,
atleast 3,maybe even 4.
That night the dream reappeared,
was again struck through the heart.
But now i knew the reason why,
and how she had played a part.
Love is a silly game,
you trip, you win, you lose.
And since are very very rare,
at loss,one sinks in booze.
I still sometimes remember,
the days,the moments real sweet.
But then I think why,
and crush her under my feet.
Swore never to fall in love,
and never to trust a girl.
Was hurt once,but not again
never to be stuck again in a swirl.
And then she came,
more beautiful, tender and sweet.
And I knew she wont ditch me,
knew it with every passing beat.
One never knows for sure,
where life takes or leads.
You could remain strung in a necklace,
or scatter away like beads.
Its good to be hurt once,
to cry and to plea.
So that when you meet the special one,
you know how good is she.
(nt my story)
well,i was thinkin of putting up a blog for a long time now,but never managed to gt the time.but then,today,when i was undergoing the pains of my humanities lecture in french,two atrocities at the same time,i realised that this is the time i should devote to my first post.so well,here i am,among the bloggers domain,inviting you all to read n comment freely.well me nt goin to go any frthr,n i dnt think any1 wld req my intro,y bore u with tht.but if u do,see my profile.fr nw,happy bloggin.
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