Tuesday 1 May 2012

Come Back My Angel...


I see in you the angel that you make of me...
I can keep close to you, yet never see.
You entered into my life like a morning sun,
You promised your life to me in the long run...

And now you will leave me back all alone;
Like you were the sun that never shone?
Spare me my life, my heart, that's with you;
Give me back my angel, can't live with an angel new...

Wednesday 4 May 2011

My Friend Is My Love...


I couldn’t read, I couldn’t write…
That my world would no more ever be bright.
With the morning sun I would rise,
The day ahead full with surprise.
He took me here, he took me there,
We planned the day for everywhere.
We sat together all alone,
Speaking of things, which were atone.

Our minds would argue, but hearts unite,
We kept opposing, although right.
He bought me chocolates I never shared,
I would joke on him, but he never cared.
He brought me flowers from the bushes around,
A red one hidden as yellows surround.
I always pretended I would never see
But in my heart I would just let it be.

Back in my room when it was 7 again,
I would sit quiet, and feel the pain.
As I realized that another day would end,
He would stay a day longer I would pretend.
With sleepless nights my eyes would swell,
Moistened with bitter tears and love’s spell.
The morning would come and go again,
But the realization would still remain.

And one sudden  day it was the day,
He kept staring at me and couldn’t say.
I made him promise he would never let know,
When it was time for him to leave and go.
But the look in his eyes I knew there was no next day,
I couldn’t make him stop, not in any way.
I ran away, far away from where he was,
Picturing him looking at me, as that was the last.

She Is My Lady




And there she sits, the lady who takes your breath away;
Her absence from my life would just mean a flay.
She sits with a smile but her eyes twinkle,
She would take whatever given, but a ray of expectation would still sprinkle.

Not an admirer of glamor and she would never clamor,
All she needs to know and learn, that where ever you go to her you would return.
If not a diamond ring, if not a love song you sing;
She needs to read it in your eyes, that the relation was never built on lies.

You want to kiss her and she kisses you back which ain't right,
Don't push it further, just sleep off the night.
Next morning when you wake up to the sun,
She'll deliver her love to you, that kiss will engulf you in stun.

You slide just next to her, wondering what she would think,
Her eyes inviting blue, and when she smiles pink.
Pull out the red rose from behind & see the contentment in her eyes.
And that moment you know, she is your angle love in disguise.

Friday 29 April 2011

And He Walked To His Love


A little everything is all that matters,
When I see you wave at your mates.
And you seem pleased with the slightest flatters,
They deliver a flying kiss, Oh! your dates.

I wear fancy clothes and apply shiny lip gloss.
For you to see me once, for real and not when in trance.
I wear the latest hair colors, stealing my mom's dollars,
I polish my nails clean, with all the brands from the magazine.

At nights when I sit to study I keep wondering...
How the next day I could look more appealing.
But days passed by and all I get from you is...
A couple of funny stares in the last 250 days.

No more of faking around, and now my normal self abound.
I no more look at you, or notice the things you do.
Three months pass by, with my grades I am already pre-occupied.

And then one day a strange voice calls my name,
Sounds familiar, but I wonder where I heard the same.
I turn around with the pencil in my mouth,
My head spins and gets filled with doubt.

The sweetest "Hi!" you deliver me;
And I realize, that all this time you had been a seeker of simplicity...

Wish I were a boy



When I would walk down a street,
and with head high, love being a deadbeat.
when I would look at a sensible chick,
and then moments of her with me would flick.
I would just make my way to her;
and lead her to my drive like her personal chauffeur.

When the boys would try to mess with me,
and to what I do or believe they disagree.
I would not hesitate to pass my strong fist,
And let them know that another bully cannot co-exist.

When I would feel low and while all alone,
And deep in my tiny heart I would feel thrown.
I would just go to the nearby store,
Buy me some cigarettes or walk to a h're.

When my girlfriend says, "I cant continue with you";
fearlessly claim that the love was just hitherto.
I would not hesitate to turn my back to her
And diminish the pain in my heart, just like a blur.

I would walk again, as easy as a toy...
And start with the next, thats the advantage of being a boy...