TODAY

Dil pe ne bojh koi bhari rakhiye, zindagi jung hai, is jung ko jaari rakhiye.
.......As said by a guy fighting cancer

P.S. Isabella Blow dies of cancer today....
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isabella_Blow

THE END OF WINTER

Once upon a fire burning bright,
A chilly winter night.
Neither earned nor lost a dime,
Going along just like....

Then something,
A stolen glance?
Maybe a look,
An innocent smile.

Oh how,
We rose above ourselves,
Above everyone else.

One dance with a stranger,
A fantasy came to life.
One delighted fool,
That....was I.

THE VIEW FROM A CAFE

The cool winter sun,
Casting shadows dark.
Playing hide and seek,
With sand pits in the park.

Flowers on the trees,
Shades of grey and white.
White ,the smile of love,
Grey , the fear of it.

Keeping with the pretence,
That life is standing still,
I wait a million years,
To say all i feel.

Words may mean a lot,
But it's easier to speak.
Easier than feeling,
And letting on in deed.

LOVE SONG

I live my life and long,
Live by the words of a song.
Song of love,
Song of heartache,
Or maybe a song of hope.
The words are a blur,
But the feeling quite clear.


Every once in awhile,
Life comes full circle.
And the song is played again.
My heart feels a drain,
No emotion left to hold onto,
No charm no ambition.

Then long after yet again,
I hear the words,
An unfamiliar tune,
But the emotion,the same.
I try to run so i may not drown.
But there it is, the hope of love,
Better things to come?
And try as i may,
I cannot get away.

ONE FOR THE ROAD

The blinding beauty of the sun...
Ever present and radiant...
Never failing to awake at dawn.
Like...a love lorn lover...
Her heart who hath not won.

The road lined with street lamps...
Casting shadows on those walking by..
Shadows come and go...
These lamps keep shining on.
Like....the bride of a king at war...
Sheltering all but seeking the one.

The famed life of the rising star...
The 75mm world...
The wealth, the women, the world at his feet.
Pining.....for the love he left behind....
Too far now....to retreat.

All these people...
All....fighting for love...
All......losing to it?

SCARED?

I'm scared i will forget,
the touch......of your skin.

I'm scared i won't recall,
the disarming smile.

I'm scared i won't remember,
the way......your eyes stayed on mine.

I hope i don't forget,
the beautiful kiss...that melted me each time.

I know i will never get enough of you,
i know.....i will be back for more.

But i do miss you,
that too.......i know.

Until i see you again,
and look into.......those smiling eyes!

keep your eyes softly on mine,
keep your lips curled in a smile,
the door closed tight,
so we are hidden out of sight.

tell me the story of your life,
i promise i shall listen,
to every word...every sigh..

why did she walk away,
why did he change his mind,
tell me of the little smiles,
the way you felt,
each time you kissed...for the last time.

the beauty of the first winter rose,
the mirth at her preten.
did he love with all his heart
were you the reason she could not see

tell me each day...
so i may know a little more
than i did the day before.

yunhee

yeh kya hua,
choti choti baaton se maan behel gaya.
yeh kya kiya,
ik umeed ka sahara le liya.
muskurahat door na lagi,
bin hansaye hansne lage hum.
jo sahara mil gaya,
bin piye dagmagane lage hum.
yeh na tha ki gum na tha,
buss...uski dawa bhi mil gayee.

IN MY DREAMS

I see before me, a myriad of colour,
A bed of hope flowers.
Bigger than daisies,
The kind that glow in the dark.

I see before me the light,
That clears away the webs.
The kind that shines bright in the day,
A million miles from the dark.

I see before me a beautiful dawn,
Dotted with shooting stars.
They fly my wishes to you,
on from my wish-filled heart.

FUNNY LOVE

I wish,I wish,I wish,
i were a delightful dish.
Delectable to some,
But a meal for only one.

I pray,I pray,I pray,
for a love that will not stray.
For less work and no games,
and beautiful memories in picture frames.

I hope,I hope,I hope,
for my mind to elope.
That by my choices i may be bound,
until the very last round.

FREEDOM

We speak of freedom,
Of choice and decision.
But are we really free?
Are we free to not do,
the mundane tasks for a fee?
Are we free to not wonder,
of what could have been?
Are we free to not want,
what we do not need?
Are we free from feeling,
what we should not feel?
Is the heart really free?
Not in love,
Not in pain,
Not in need,
In death we are truly free.

To The Jaded Knight

A whisper rests upon my cheek,
washed away by a tear.
You are that silent whisper,
that elusive tear is me.
You are the song in a million screams,
you listen to all i do not speak.
I wish to see that brimless smile,
in this game of hide-n-seek.
How can i fall in love you say,
in a world full of players and cheats.
Be careful with your heart i say,
but just enough to fool deceit.

WISH UPON ME....

Wish upon me not that i may live long,
But that i may die with no regrets.

Wish upon me not that i may swim far,
But that i may dive deep.

Wish upon me not a pocket full of change,
But a shoe box full of scented notes.

Wish upon me not a study full of books,
But a comforting thought for a friend in need.

Wish upon me not MR.RIGHT,
But the man who makes me smile.

IF NOT...........

The night would not be a night,
If not for the darkness..
The day would not be a day,
If not for the sun..
A wish would not be a wish,
If not for longing and want..
Mother would be an empty word,
If not for the dutiful son..
A love would not be eternal,
If not for a second chance..