Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Why do we fall in love?
Sunday, December 20, 2009
An untold story
Friday, December 11, 2009
Unsaid

She sang songs and danced on her the tunes,
And used to live in her own dreams happily.
Though she was content with whatever little she had,
But sometimes a thought always came in her mind.
Which made her despondent day by day,
There was somebody she was missing in her life.
She was desperate to find love in this world
So that she could also feel special,
When that someone would love her unconditionally,
And wanted only the good things to happen.
One day, when she was going around,
She collided with a charming guy.
With just one glimpse of his,
She fell for him and became high.
She started considering him her everything,
As she could not imagine herself without him.
And if he leaves her ever,
Her life would surely become dim.
She loved to spend time with him,
As it gave her happiness whenever he was around.
Whenever he did something funny and stupid,
She would laugh her heart out.
But the guy did not love her,
As he had someone else in his heart.
And it used to hurt the girl a lot,
Knowing that together they would never ever start.
But one thing she did not know was,
It was only her for whom his heart used to beat.
As it was she who saved him from being alone,
Just to tell each other their feelings was the only need.
The guy was unsure of what to do,
As he thought that maybe he did not love her.
The girl waited for him crying all nights sitting on the bed,
This is how some words which could change their lives were left unsaid.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Sorry
Here I sit with a heavy heart,
As a tear rolls down my cheek.
I did wrong by breaking your trust,
By committing such a foolish deed.
Braking my promise I have lost all your trust,
But believe me I did not want to upset you.
I just couldn't see the things going off like that,
Otherwise such a stupid thing I would never do.
Each time I prove to be a bad friend of yours,
By doing something or the other you hate,
And I get stuck up at a bad time,
When I feel like laughing at my hapless fate.
I know I have no right to say it again,
But I promise you it was the first and the last time.
I am SORRY for what I did,
And I am ready to regret it all this while.
PS - Please forgive me.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
A Thank you note
Saturday, December 5, 2009
When he turned a stranger
Just alone
I was always sure of the fact that nothing could cease our friendship,
But now I feel that you want to break free this grip.
I don’t know but I feel you don’t really want me to be there,
When you are so happy with the “new” and I m still standing here.
Waiting and expecting that may be you would come back,
And ask me, that If I am alone, if I am sad.
Still I stand here waiting for you with my hopes ditching me,
Where you are still hanging around happily ignoring me.
Now I know what I did was may be wrong,
And I know that you won’t agree to my this song.
but I had always risked all my relationships with others
so that I could be with you whenever you felt troubled.
Now you would say, why did I choose that path,
You had never asked me to remain in this dark.
But the thing is you were my real good friend who was not fine,
And I wanted that you life would brightly shine.
I still would do anything for our friendship and for you ,
Even if I am forlorn right now and my life is getting all blue.
But I just want you to think about what has happened as the time has elapsed,
And I pray to get those happy old days back.
Here I am, alone, Just ALONE.
In my destiny
Why
Awaiting the end
Out of nowhere, his friendship was offered to me,
When I was all new to this place.
I accepted it and was happy to see,
Such a person who was so merry and always gay.
A sweet and a clear-hearted person was he,
Who would enlighten the place where his presence was witnessed.
The air there was full of mirth and exuberance,
The essence of which I can never forget.
I got closer to him and we became such good friends,
But some lunes around could not see him getting a new buddy.
They uttered unkind and cruel words to me about him,
And said things so that my friendship with him I could cease.
But I had my own ways of judgment about a person,
And so, nobody I ever did heed.
I remained his friend even then,
And did things so that a buoyant life he could lead.
But as the year passed, he began to grow morose,
His life was made tough and was adorned by thorns.
He would get depressed and sad every time easily,
As more people who spoke wrong about him were born.
Somewhere there was my fault too,
As I also blamed him for some reasons.
But believe me; I never wanted to hurt him,
But to bring in his life some spry seasons.
I unlocked some stories to which only I had the keys,
And apprised him of each callous word, for him that was being uttered.
I know it must have hurt and pierced his heart a lot,
But still the innocent he, in agony too, heard it, and not even a word he murmured.
He listened to everything I told him patiently,
And promised to wash all the flaws off him.
I know he never wanted to do anything iniquitous to anyone,
Thinking about all that, with tenderness, my heart was up to the brim.
He tried his level best and I found in him a change,
I began to respect him even more seeing all his efforts,
He achieved some new friends and got some old ones back as rewards,
But still he felt, of something in his life, there was a dearth.
He wears a charismatic smile for this world.
It has been two years since then when I made him my friend.
But what pinches me the most is that still,
I could not bring the grief within him to an end.
The Black Rose
She still kept the black rose that he had given her,
And remembered all those painful words that he had murmured.
The scenes of the past began flashing before her moist eyes,
She saw how day by day, she was made to die.
She had been a simple and shy girl,
Who thought she had everything in this wise world.
But still she felt there was a dearth of something in her life,
It was him, when she saw him first, she realized.
She fell for him that very moment he uttered the first words,
And suddenly everything became so colorful in her dull world.
Her love grew stronger and stronger as each day had passed.
Living each moment without him had become so hard.
He was, although, unaware of the sprouting love,
This was so pure just like a white dove.
Still something pulled him towards her, he didn’t know why,
Like the clouds in the airy sky fly so high.
Gradually, the twosome became so intimate,
That everyday, to hear each other’s voice, they couldn’t wait
Even though they were all alone, they were together,
And they had faith that their relationship would never deter.
But they both were innocent and unwary of their cruel fate,
Which came to put their long intimacy to slay.
The clouds shrieked and the dark night sky cried,
The wind ceased blowing and the atmosphere became dry.
The boy had impending death in near future,
But he had realized till now that even he loved her.
Just to see his love happy and fill her life with bliss,
He decided to release himself from this relationship’s grip.
The girl on the other hand had no clue to all this,
And dreamt about spending all day and nights with him.
She was benumbed the moment the guy came to her,
And she wished she was deaf when all those words he had uttered.
And he had brought with him the black rose,
Seeing which the girl already had grown so morose.
He handed it to her with his heart brimming with so much pain,
Seeing tears in her eyes, he wished he could just become mum.
But he knew he had to do this to make her hate him,
So that she would throw him out of her heart and forget him,
So that she would live a happy life and find someone new,
Who would keep her happier and as fresh as the morning dew.
The girl still couldn’t understand why he did that to her.
How could he forget all those vows, promises and words.
She cried bitterly for the following hours,
Recalling how sweetly to her he suddenly turned so harsh.
She still didn’t get to know about her love’s death.
She believed that her patience and love was just undergoing God’s tests.
And now today she took out that black rose that he had given her,
And remembered all those painful words he had murmured.
She screamed and cried all day and night.
Till now she too had become ready to bid this world a goodbye.
Nobody knows whether it was their love or just a game of time,
Exactly on month later, on the same day, the girl too died.
My Net
Just to talk with my friends,
But before I start to chat,
The conversation ends.
The net hates me so much,
And it incurs my rage,
Whenever I try to surf something,
I fail to open the page.
Every time I get the message,
“Failed to connect to the server”.
It tries its best to mess with me,
And let my interest for it sever.
My friends also end up,
In being its victims.
And perhaps I become the indirect means,
For all the abuse and swearings.
I feel like smashing the screen,
And damaging the parts.
For this net is like a curse,
Pissing me off with its behavior so harsh.
When
When you and I together looked at the stars,
In the dark night skies.
It began to hurt deep inside my heart,
When I remembered about us ,
You and I were always together,
In the times which were easy or hard.
An immense urge in me arouse to yell,
When the pictures of the past began to sprout,
When I used to wait to open the door,
When you’d come and ring the bell.
My eyes began to swell due to my weeps,
Reminiscing about the love we had in the past,
And the wonderful days we spent together,
When you comforted me with you touch so meek.
Weaker I was getting day by day,
Since the day you and I had separated,
You broke your promise of staying with me forever,
And you forgot everything that you used to say.
Why did you have to leave?
When I needed you the most?
Why did you have to throw me from your life?
Tell me please, tell me honestly.
Was I just a game you were playing with?
Or just for sometime you used me?
I loved you so much you know.
But dear, I still can never forget you even for a minute.
I wish you had never left…
History's mystery
I sit on my bed and wonder,
Why the kings did commit blunders?
I try pretty hard but cannot understand,
Why can’t we free ourselves from these strands?
Was it our fault that the British made colonies?
Or they committed such crude atrocities?
Was it us who asked the French to conquer other regions?
Why are we forced to study all, nobody knows the reasons.
Now they justify this by stating such things,
All this will make us wise and knowledge will it bring,
Studying all this will warn us not to repeat the same mistakes,
But why can’t they understand that gone are those days?
We study so that we can become something in life,
And be successful and reach places so high.
But by mugging up all that, will it do any good?
For we will forget everything in a day or two.
It is indigestible for me to study history,
For I found tat subject so miffing and creepy.
The hatred for it in me is so immense,
The need to study it is and will always be a suspense.
The story of the love plant.
When you said you’ll make me feel okay.
You poured in it the water of your passion,
And nourished it with all your love and affection.
Slowly and slowly the seed began to grow,
And the new signs of life it started to show.
From it arouse a little sweet sapling of love,
Which was innocent and looked so tender.
You and I together took care of it,
And never let it become down even a bit.
It developed in the nutrients of our devotion,
And inside it were brewing many aspirations.
Finally it was grown healthy and bright,
It was warmed in our cozy and tepid sunlight.
It looked so dazzling and green,
With such a cheerful and jaunty sheen.
But one day came a tempest so strong,
And the plant was about to uproot in the storm.
We became afraid and our hearts began to sink,
With the fear of all the unholy things that were happening.
You were moved by what was going on,
And longed the dusk to end and waited for the dawn.
But the gale was strong-minded and didn’t cease,
And the plant would expire soon it believed.
Tears started to stroll down my cheeks,
The storm was the strongest and at the highest peak.
My heart was brimming with the terror that the plant would perish,
And the memories would soon be erased that the leaves cherished.
You were broken too when you saw me crying,
With every tear that fell from my eyes you were dying.
But what was fated could never be changed,
It was written so the efforts to stop the storm went in vain.
You and I were not meant to be together,
One day, our relationship was destined to sever.
That plant of love that was grown in my heart,
Died the day when the storm came, for me it was too hard.
You and I separated that very day,
With all the memories in our hearts when we were gay.
I still keep them with me all the time,
And just a thought of them really makes me cry.
