Your heart smiles
Perfect reflection upon your face
Gone your troubles
Unpredictable...
How one fate could change
so fast...
He swept away your feet...
In a split second...
Lonely is a just a vocabulary

I have a bleeding heart
I have shed blood tears
What am I doing here still at night?
Why am I rambling this love rhapsody?
If not to tell the world
the love I have for you
is real... so real...

Been searching high… Been searching low..,
You were not here… Not even there
The place we used to meet…
When the moon was shining and we were smiling

Found your Farewell note
Nicely written and sealed
My body was shaking as I read
Those cruel words that ripped my heart in two
Words that turned my world around..
Spinning …spinning round and round
Words that tore my every happiness,
Words that shattered my dreams so true..
My life was tainted…altered.. instantly … completely..

Suddenly …
I was all alone… grieving in silent
So unfair it was …
I was two minutes too late..
Only too late.. the silvery night passed
and you were gone…

My love was torn… my heart broken..
Pieces of weeping heart of mine
like a broken glass …Scattered on the ground..
Oh my broken pieces of heart..
Could I mend it and put it back together again?

The truth
hurts deeply
Cuts me
like a knife
Atleast..
I don't live  a lie...

love is not a game..
feeling is real, love is truth
love hurts, so much pain
love, sweet,hurt again the same old pain
bleeding love, heart bleeds once again...

hurtful tears is like the rain
pain in every teardrops is rain...
let the sea be my tears
the deep wide ocean full with tears
cause you are never mine
and I am never yours..

But can it all be changed?
The tears will no longer flow
And when the next time comes
I will never again let you go
The lessons have been learned
From the history we can't change
Our love is a reality, not a TV game

I feel like I am walking on a sharp knife
Every step  is piercing my whole life
Bleak is the future of my life
Will I die, Will I survive?
Your voice will determine my life.
Vote for me... vote for my life
What else Can you do to make me survive?
Strive... Strike whatever, just help save my life!!!

Can you peer through those eyes?
The radiance must be blinding.

As I gaze into them I’ve come to understand
what the ancients must have felt,
looking up toward the shimmering night sky.

All the mysteries and wonders of life
are clearly reflected, as is the light.

And even if I’d never be sure
just what chemicals kindle a stars faithful burn.

I would still spend every night
dreaming up poems about your eyes.
Its not ordinary pair of eyes
Its Kate Middleton's eyes..

Whenever I am in deep trouble
I gaze into my mom’s eyes
Her eyes is small
But I can see heaven in there..
I am safe just staring into her eyes
My mom’s eyes is heavenly...

On the death bed...
Gasping for air...
playing with death...
...one last breath
.. death is certainty..
to our creator we return...
in eternity..

A weak smile
A tired gesture
He acknowledged my presence
I knew he would..

His eyes were fixed on my face
as if..
He wanted to say Thank You
as if...
He wanted to say Good Bye
as if..
He wanted to say Please.. HELP ME NOW

I couldn't avoid his longing looks
I just knew it..
He wouldn't last
another day..
He was too tired with
all these strict treatments
and medications he had to consume
on this cold, cold hospital bed...

He wanted to rest
Desperately needed a break
from the needles
and nurses in white uniforms
He hated the doctors
He wanted to go...

He screamed my name
I was too shocked
Sister I am sick of this life
But I am reluctant to die...
Please... he grabbed my hands
and whispered...
let me die at home
don't let me go in this way...
He closed his eyes and
and let my hands go
He let go of my hands forever..........

A smile on my face
A flower in my hand
A special tender love in my heart
For you I wrote
This book of poetry...
written from my heart...
about love and life...

Read, Think, Write and Speak work of Literary
That'll woo the women of poetry...
Those women who are poetry hungry...
Good  poetry , feed the soul of the lady
Will certainly smile happily...

There are times ...
when the dream seems so real
there are times..
when the dream appears  
like waking times ...
so... genuine

There are times
when the waking hours
are like a dream...
Real but unreal

Have you ever,
been or felt beyond both, a space?
there, the creator is always awake.
and listens and sees everything
while we are  asleep, dream or awake...

When I close my eyes I dream of you.
Can't sleep at night 'cause I wanna be with you.
Don't want to live, don't want to cry
Without you by my side.

When I go to sleep at night
I ask God to make my days bright.
I know he will do it - I know it is true.
Because he knows I only want to be with you.

I hear your voice inside my head.
I can imagine us together again.
I know it will happen - I know it is true;
Because I asked God if I can be with you.

I see you and I together again;
Holding hands and feeling the pain.
What a beautiful feeling - I wish it were true.
But I am only dreaming
dreaming of you......

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
May the rains fall softly upon your fields,
until we meet again.

May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
may god be with you and bless you
may you see your childrens children
may you be poor in misfortune,rich in blessings.
may you know nothing but happiness from this day on wards.

may the hand of a friend always be near.
may green be the grass you walk on.
may blue be the skies above you.
may pure be the joys that surround you.
may true be the hearts that love you.
may you give your heart to love and you shall be loved.......

Hand in hand, we ran along the beach,
And free we were, with no threats of war.
You smiled. I smiled. We smiled together.
That day we pinky swore that we'd be best friends forever.

We laughed, and we giggled, until the sun went to sleep,
Then we made our way home, like lost little sheep.
But at 19 you had left and joined the army..
Haven't heard of you till December 12th...

Today They said you were gone forever
were beheaded for some stupid reasons..
I Kept remembering our childhood together...
There was not a single reason for fear..
  
That day when we had a wonderful day with you and so full of joy,
I dont want you dead.. Really I want You alive in my memory..
and the memories of that day, I'll always remember and enjoy.

Countless teardrops
fill the river of tears
and the river flows
endlessly...
carries all the pain away...
How deep is the hurt
How much is the grief
Only the river knows
all the mysteries in it...
If only it can tell
you with words...

You and me
We both love to see..
A Flower and a Tree ..
And have a Biscuit and some Tea ..
May be some fresh Honey from a flying Bee
We must be lucky .. for things both Agree..
We are holding the Life and the Key ..
We must be so Free ..
What more.. we both hope would be ..?

Love is just love.....
it can't be explained by anyone...
it has just feelings.....
wrap with deep emotions...
Love is nothing more than feelings
special thoughts
in the most loving and tender way
you have for someone
There are People Whom You Love,
Then there are People who Love's YOU,
Very few People have this Privilege to be Loved  ,
If you have someone ...
then You are Lucky one,
Make them feel special every single day...
and make them know
they are your ONLY ONE

Scribbled a few words
Doesn't seem to sound right
Rewrite them again
word by word
Oh no! It doesn't rhyme
Writer's block not now please
Hello Poetry is calling me....
Help me... let the words flow
Let me prove there is magic
in every words to make it a poetry

There is some feeling inside……
I can’t express what it is…….
There is something in my heart to share…..
But I can’t make it to words……
I was good to express it before…..
But now my world is totally blank…..
It’s like a drought land in Indian summer….
The words are scattered here and there…..
I can’t chase them and arrange well….
I need a stream to flow to this drought mind…..
I need some words that can make me calm……
You are there and your words are here….
What else I need…???
Now I can catch my words…..
Now the lights and colors are filled in my mind……

When your heart doesn't tell the truth
The pain in your eyes
bares it all...
Do not hide from me...
Do not say a thing...
Do not be ashamed..
But your eyes tell a story...
Your eyes give the clue...
Your heart cries...
Your eyes tell...
How much pain...
You've tried to endure...

He swept me off my feet
I am drowned
Forever buried
Deep down in the Indian Ocean
Never to be found...
No debris... No signal...
Nothing..

A writer’s lover needs patience..
She writes at any chances she gets..
Need to be on par with her intelligence...
She remembers all she hardly forgets...

A writer’s lover needs to be bold..
She loves to travel and to explore the world
Need to catch her quick and grab her in your hold
Before she decides to move to another part of the world...

A writer’s lover needs to be gentle
She has fragile hearts she breaks easily
Make sure she is the only queen in your castle
Tell her you only love her.. you silly...


D o you really want to be a writer’s lover?
Well.. She is really such a bore
Really need to think about it over and over?
Now close your eyes... she is gone .. not here anymore..

I am shivering on my bed
I am hearing The whispers once again
Ohh lord the evil is coming again..
The footsteps get closer, nearer
It stops at my door....
I know its full moon and you love my blood
But I am keeping its fresh for the flood victims
Go **** the blood of bats..
I'll keep mine for the needy..
certainly not you...

Mom hides her tears
Cries in her heart
Smiles through her eyes
Says words of love with her lips
That never lies...

The clock is ticking
Time is running
Let’s turn to him
Before the world ends
How much good deeds?
Have we started to measure?
Is our time coming to an end?
How much time do we have left?
We’ll never know, We do not know
But the clock keeps ticking...
In each blink of the eyes..
Tick !Tock !Tick! Tock....
My time and your time keep running...

Quite some time ago...
The rain has  stopped
But Why am I still soaking wet?
The sound of thunder still
each blink of the eyes...

What does a poet want?
Compliments from dear readers?
A recognition from the nation?
A book with a name typed on its cover?
A poet is a liar who speaks the truth..
So answer all the questions above
Then tell me what kind of poet are you?

Love speaks the loudest at heart
and feelings control its volume...

Listen
Don't say a thing
don't even whisper
can you listen to
What my heart says.  
Everytime it beats...
listen...
Don't you move
Don't even try to run
Can you be responsible
With what my heart says
just listen... Listen... Listen...

Being in someone's heart …
Is it an Art ..?!
Or may be lucky .. or just being smart..!!!
No one can live without Love , kindness apart
We are all looking for it before we depart .
We are all lucky if we can find a home called heart .
So precious .. in our body part ..

What Harry says I dont have a clue..
I do not understand its point of view..
Hungry perhaps? but haven’t I just fed you?
Tell me Harry ... I really don’t know what to do

All you do is play and sleep
You MEOWS till its time for you to eat
One day you scarred my tender back
No peace at all when I watch T V

I walk to the kitchen you follows me around..
On the dining table you walk round and round..
I am mad, Throw you to the ground..
you keep coming back and your eyes .. your eyes are so wide and round..
Oh Harry come around...
And fight again for a position upon my head...

my heart still aches...
of the sad sad past..
when will this pain..
stop to endure?
when will your image
stop to haunt?

how can i last ?
how can i live ?
the pain wont go away...
as long as i live....

LOVE IS PAIN .. LOVE IS SORROW..
BUT I STILL LIVE TODAY AND TOMORROW..

I killed myself but I am still alive…
Thank God you've made me survive…
I thank you god for saving my life..
I now realized only your love will last…

What a stupid game
Kicking one small ball
from one corner of the wide field
to another...
Think rationally...
Buy your own football..
Kick it as much..
don't need to kick share it..

Even when I cry
I am smiling
Even when I am hurt
I am staying
Even when I am in pain
I am singing...
Even when I know the truth
I am lying...
Even my life in complete mess
I am shining...
Because I know..
Even when I lose
I am winning...
Victory is never easy
No pain no gain..

So I gave you all of me
So you gave me all of you
Do we still need something
too keep
for ourselves?
Does it matter then
When you have all of me
and I have all of you
Don't we have enough
When you have it all
and I have it all
Aren't we rich enough?
Loving
All of me
and
Loving
All of you...

You said it has never happened before
Not here, not anywhere,
Nobody has ever done it
I said, let's make a history
So no one can tell...
See, history repeats itself
Let's do it,
Crazy ? perhaps
Insane? Not quite
let's create our own history
Make it known to the world
This mystery is a great history
Your history and mine..
Us...

Why should you give up?
When you can still stand up

Why should you breakdown and cry?
No way, you are not going to die

Why should you fall?
When you never try to bounce back
and be brave to face it all?

Why should you fear ?
When Its clear,
you aren't  in danger.

Why should you be a pessimist?
When only good things happen
once you decide to become an optimist...

Why should you end your life?
When you could save so many lives

Why should you  turn away and say Good Bye?
If you don't even care to give it a try

  Please try ....
Choose to throw your pathetic hat today
and start wearing your positive hat everyday...

You choose to live or you choose to die
Only you can choose
Not me.. Not anybody ealse
Only you...
Choose what you want to be...

somebody special
somebody who?
somebody smiles
thinking he is the who.
if he is the who.
and his smiles come
through.
then he is very special
this is the truth.
if you speak of me
or you speak of you
all will be revealed
then this will be the
truth .
open hearts ,and open
minds i think we both are
the who and the who's who
your special who
and my special who..

Have you ever think
With the most possible and impossible tasks assigned to her
Why god created women so wonderfully
and only given them two hands?
the simple answer being...
women make magic!
with two magical hands
brilliantly creative brain...
they turn everything to magic!

Sometimes I feel like running
How far could I run?
Sometimes I feel like chasing?
How fast could I be?
Sometimes I feel like hiding?
How small the world is?
To wish you could never find me?

Sometimes I feel like disappearing?
How could I live without you beside me?
Sometimes my heart ponder
Do you  feel the same way too?

Sometimes my feeling shatters
Why are you keeping silent for days?
Sometimes when I miss you
are you missing me as much as I do you?

Sometimes I don’t trust myself when I am with you
Sometimes I hate to be alone without you
Sometimes I just want to vanish in the thin air with you..
Sometimes I wish what I wish is true….

You said "Please go"
You were not even joking
I mourned over this sad goodbye
I only came to see your smile...

A Linguistics book shouts
Read me.. Read me...
Reading hard and Dozing off..
Who's fault is it?
The book or the reader?

We have nothing else
Between You and I
Only fake words
meaningless
Only false hopes
hopeless
Nothing more
Nothing less
Us was something in the past
Goodbye!

It is never too late to repent.
It is never too late to apologize.
It is never too late to live up to your word.
It is never too late to say thank you.
It is never too late to decide to become a good person.
It is never too late to make things right...
Never too late...

Am not surprised
If you were to let me down
I am just a humble man
Seeking for a companion
To grow old together
A lifetime desire
I humbly ask you again to please reconsider
My small wish , only a small hope

In the meantime,
Lets be the best of friends
And understand each other
Lets god decides the truth
The real meaning of this friendship…
I hope we remain friends
whatever decides….

When I fall
I don't want to get up
When I fall
I don't want to stand up
When I fall
I don't want to wake up
and strange...
when all these happen
I don't even know
I have fallen deeply
Fallin for you..

Often at night we are reminded
of the phantoms from nowhere
would emerge only to scare
the hell out of us..
the hell out of kids
on the night when there is full moon...
just you beware..
the phantoms can be anywhere...

The clock is ticking
Time is running
Let’s turn to him
Before the world ends
How much good deeds
Have we started to measure?
Is our time coming to an end?
How much time do we have left?
We’ll never know, We do not know
But the clock keeps ticking...
In each blink of the eyes..
Tick !Tock !Tick! Tock....
My time and your time keep running...