Saturday, June 28, 2008

Break Out..??!!

Amidst the thundering noises I sat
Alone, deaf to the world around.
My eyes wandered for a familiar face
Somewhere i could find solace.

I was a loner to the world, never
At home to the ways of the world.
I lived in a world of my making,
I was forced by the world rather.

I had no friends, they said
Called me a psycho, for I talked..!!
Talked to myself in an endless chatter.

I need a face to talk to
Need an ear, to hear me out
Need a mind, to understand me,
Need a heart to love me, But
They call me a psycho.

I’m done with being pushed
Into a shell, which I never carved
I wanted to break out
Out into the…….!!! Not the world for sure…

Friday, June 20, 2008

Woman

Born from the stolen rib of the first man,

Had once thrived on his weakness

Tempted him to go for the forbidden fruit

Starting his doom; even now

My Girl


You are my girl, the one in my dreams
The voice of cuckoo, just as sweet
The taste so sweet, sugar retires
You are my girl, the one in my dreams.

You come daily in my dreams
Lead me to the green meadows
And make my time lively
With your sweetness and warmth.

You sit by my side, your hands in mine
You look into my eyes, I feel drawn
You come closer, little than a heartbeat away
Your sweet face in my hands, lips closing
And all of a sudden I wake up, why
May I ask, my dear girl, You
Temp me everyday, with that sweet
Kiss of yours in my dreams…?!!?