Love and its Pain

What’s the story of love and pain?

The two inseparable sides of coin.

The duo, never seen each other,

But always found together.

What happens? What happens when they meet?

Words are failing me, to express what it feels.

My world has turned upside down.

My Eyes haven’t stopped pouring down.

I’m screaming at the top of my voice.

But why no one has heard it once.

Have I gone dumb or has the world turned deaf?

don’t understand or I don’t intend to see.

Meaningless talks is now what i speak,

Desperate thoughts, is what I think.

Oh God!Something has happened to me.

But what? What has become of me?

Have I gone insane? Yes, my soul has been torn apart.

God took you away, and made us separate..

July 2009

I wish I were a Princess

You can never find a girl,

who doesn’t believe in fairy tale.

I’m no different from you and all.

I too dream of summer, winter, spring and fall.

Every girl’s dream, every girl’s desire,

to be a princess, to be in the line of heir.

Pampered by all around,

To be the center, while the rest formed the round.

I wish I were a princess.

Lavish dining and dazzling attire,

Acknowledged would be my every desire.

I wish I were a princess.

Poetic life filled with melodious songs and tunes,

Never would I have heard – what are ruins?

I wish I were a princess.

My wishes were heard, my dream came true.

I may not be a princess by birth, but that I am for sure!!

I am the center, with my dad’s arms around.

I’m the apple of his eye, pampered throughout the clock’s round.

Yes I am a princess for sure.

All my wishes become true, even before the word is out.

That’s my papa, who understands every beat of my heart.

Yes I am a princess for sure.

Poetic life melodiously filled with pa’s hums.

Protected and shielded from all the ruins.

Yes!! I am ‘my dad’s’ princess for sure..

30-Oct-11

Which way to go?

At the center of the ‘tug of rope’,

I’m standing with lost hope.

The force from either, ripping me apart,

I scream in pain, as the soul cries in hurt.

Which is my direction, the rose bed lane?

Or the usual comfortable pathway one.

The rosy side looks attractive and tempting..

But it can be black hole – vast and inviting.

The easy road has become too known,

I can predict the future and the unknown.

Am I too scared to step towards the new way?

Or I’m frozen to continue to stay that way.

Why so indecisive, what’s the confusion?

Life would be so better, if choices were never given!

28-Sep-11

Moving On

Dedicated to all my friends!!

It was the moment I had waited for.

It was something I had desired for.

The moment had finally come.

It was the time to move on.

Friends were smiling, wishes given aloud.

I was the centre, rest gathered around.

The clock clicked and I had to leave.

Had all the strength, but the legs didn’t lift.

All of the sudden, all the smiles vanished, silence was in the air.

The happy eyes had become moist, were now filled with tears.

I wondered why this change all of a sudden.

Things that were bright had now turned gloom.

Then it struck me quite hard.

The thought of separation, that we’ll be apart.

This time it’s not a few days thing.

Its gonna be long before we all will meet again.

The bitter truth refused to sink in.

The heart got filled with mixed feelings.

On one side, there was the joy of starting a new life.

The other side had the pain for leaving behind the old life.

Past will always be a reflection of memories.

No matter where you go, it will be your book of favorite stories.

But as the world says – life’s a river that waits for none.

We need to look ahead and keep moving on.

Sound of Silence

When in pain and sorrows surround me,

I hear a voice that’s near and around me.

When in trouble and there’s no help,

I hear a voice that gives me the strength.

When I’m confused, don’t know which path to take,

I hear a voice that guides me all the way.

When there’s no company no friend,

It speaks to me even if the world ends.

This voice comforts me in all times.

At sunset and even when the sun shines.

The sound has all the might and strength,

It enlightens me and fills in me warmth.

The voice’s loud and yet no other can hear,

Coz it speaks when I have solitude with no one near

It is nothing but the Sound of Silence

The sound of me, my inner self.

The sound of me, my inner self.

I Think Of You

Each ticking second, in each passing moment,

Morning to night, all day through,

You are in my mind and I think of you.

The golden sky and the rising sun,

The blooming flowers, the sparkling dew,

Depicts a story, that, I think of you.

The crispy air it freshens my soul,

The chirping birds, their melody so true.

Sing to me with words that are few, I think of you.

The bright blue day, the wind as it rushes through,

Closes your eyes and whispers to you,

You are in love and I think of you.

At the end of day, in the moonlit way,

The stars twinkling, remind me of you,

Never was a moment when I didn't think of you.

Love Across The Eras

Here's a story of two guys from two different eras.

Passionate is what can be used to describe both:
One expresses his heart out..
The other never shows it out.

Aristocracy was in their blood:
Royal in their own ways - one believes in staying within the line..
And the other never blinks his eye before crossing it.

Love is in the air:
One can do anything to protect her,
while the other will use all his means to keep her honor.

Unpredictable lady love :
One can never understand her ways..
The other cant read her mind.

Similar and yet so different in their own ways.
They are the two most romantic person's in my life - Mr. Darcy and Mr Edward!!
No matter what era it is the definition of romance will always remain the same.

Love them both!!