Don't ever fall in love with a poet
because they will indeed admire and watch your every move
they will write about how the pen marks on the side of your palm when you write
don't ever because they will trace
every single freckle you have on your face and
write about the color of each and every one of them and
describe how they smile so brightly under the sunlight
they will want you to want to know every little thing about them
even if it's just what hand they write with and want you
to be wondering why they write with that specific hand when in
reality it doesn't even matter

the poet will watch the way you dig
your eyes onto that book and your small quick remarks onto the 26 letters all crumpled together and will know that everyday at 5:28 p.m. you smile

they will look deeply into your eyes
to see if they can at least take a little
peak of your soul and they will write
about you like if you were the only
thing they see good in this world

they will want to know what you think
about when you look at them and
see if you also count each and
every freckle and hope and write  
that you do but they will
love you endlessly and they will
show you that they love you and only you

but don't date a poet if you aren't
capable to watch them and
admire their imperfections
when they sleep late at night
beside you.

j.f

Life started with a point,
continuing with a half matured flower,

All the storm that i have gone through,
till the period of nourishment,
survival was only possible,
because you made that happen,

Your hands were over me,
Your blessing was there with me,

When everyone was aganist me,
you stood up for me,
When i was breaked down,
You catched me,you stood for me,

You were there,
in my laugh,in my cry,in my ups &down;,



"Man may come and man may go but,
Mother like you go on forever"

Life is passing by
Same as before
Same everyday schedule
Running from day to night

But something has changed
That is killing me from inside
Nights are going sleepless
My eyes are wet
All i feel is loneliness

In the crowd of my life
I m standing still
All i feel is the emptiness
Dont know what is happening??

My life is just entering through one room of darkness to another
All i want is to cry out loud &
Lessen the pain
To deprive this feeling

Today i met a person,
n my heart started beating fast,
together we smiled,together we njoyed n was for each other everytym,
n my heart beat turned into love,

He rang me up and said,
"I have smthng to say",
my heart beat agn started  beating first ,
n i look my best to meet him,
bt whn i heard dat
"smthing "he wanted to say ,
my heart broke into pieces,
as my love didnt reach him


As i was going bck
i saw another guy , n my heart started to beat agn ,
i realized it was not "love " it was juz an "infaution"

When i was small ,i nevr wanted nythng,
          bt nly crave for love
But as i grew up,everything change ,
        I crave fohh my want not fohh love,
And i m running in race,
     is dis law of nature or a changing attitude as i m growing up ....

Looking up in the mirror,
my cheeks look lyk a fresh red plum in shy,
as i see myself through d eyes of urs,

In the troops of million,
i finally saw u,
whn our eyes met,
the whole world bcme still,
evn the sky seemed to be shinning in our love,

Holding the hand,of each other,
seemed we were in the garden of heaven,
lyk prince n princess,walking in garden  laid wid roses & angels showering the rain of roses,
everyone was rejocying in our love,

But u had to go,
everythng vanished ,only tears were left,
sky agn turned grey,
u left me in a hope ,
u will come agn forevr,


I m waiting for the last winter agn..........