शनिवार, 25 अगस्त 2012

Some  feelings do not like ,
 the boundary walls of relationships ,
Are far more deep than words,
Its difficult to give them a name,
and  if  someone try,
to bound them,
 with the boundaries of relationships,,
they lose their beauty;
As the flowers that fade;
are impossible to blossom again.

मंगलवार, 14 अगस्त 2012

Bubbles


  I find my existence
  as the bubbles
raised from the water waves
to which the sun rays are hitting
Some Lessons from the image appear,
it often rise above the water surface
watches for a moment
spread itself open to the limitless sky
and wants to break
its relationship with water,
  to fly freely 
in the open sky,
but the next moment
  it reminds that
it does not have any existence ,
separated from the water
And then it starts to wait
to be again dissolved in the water





Now when u have come,
i have decided to live again,
to restart the journey,
to realize that i am alive,
Although it will be difficult for me
 to convince my mind and soul
that happiness is not  just a dream
but a reality that can be attained
in this world only....

Now when you have come
I have to forget
what i was ,
but to become
what you want me to be ,
Although for that
I will have  to kill my identity,
 of the past,
and take a rebirth
just for you
and because of you  ........

Now  when you have come
I want to forget the whole world ,
and to lost in your eyes
and find a new world of mine
where you and me
are always together ,
from one end
to the another ,
since you have become
my reason for existence,
So all i want
is to be in your arms
for today and always in my life.......
















People say that
now or never
things happen,
but you always say that
Every good thing takes some time,
and since than
time is running
and I am waiting,
waiting for that moment
when the time will
stand still
and  you will
say that
now the time has come,
so I am waiting,
guessing that
why people say
that now or never
things-happen ...


                                                                                                                                                    

सोमवार, 2 जुलाई 2012

laugh -why sometimes a burden



 I  wear a hollow smile,
whenever i go out,
an armor to defend the world, 
a willing less effort to cope with others
 artificial, mechanical,
not related  with heart
  lips are trying to smile,
  but eyes are unable to accompany them,
A deep wave of pain
  emerged on the canvas of my heart,
where its not possible to
engrave  flowers of happiness,
pain behind every laughter,
Laugh;
  not just a laugh but,
becomes a cover,
 at the door
of the hideous house of pain;
A flimsy curtain,
Only someone as experienced eyes
  can see across it
And can understand,
  the hollowness of the building,
  and can find the endless pain ,
 hidden at the  bottom of laughter

memories






As the time passes,
memories are becoming blurred,
Distances are going to increase,
Maybe in the rush of memories,
You forget my face,
The one to go in a blurry picture,
may be  you not even remember my voice;
But how much time will pass,
How much come the distance,
i shall not forget you;
Every moment spent with you
I remember as a thing of yesterday;
Every single thing you say,
I still remember
And will further
Remember even if you not.
















Was not your fault, not mine;
The only drawback to my mind,
Having come so near to you
Been away from you,
even when you were there 
 felt myself alone;
Maybe i could not understand
Your language,
Or you did not understand,
 the language of my heart,
There was something missing between us;
May be your heart,
  wandering out who was ,
And got away from me,
I wish you from the outside world
had given a  shift
to my inner world,
As you wait to find me,
And then we see eachother's heart;
What  fruitful meeting it would be,
Much higher than the union of bodies and mind.