Beauty in thorns.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Colors

I don't know how this world is gonna end,
but I know life is death without you.
It seems so easy to forget you,
but if I try I end up missing you even more.

The life is blue, the life is green
if you are in, I feel eighteen.
The life is...................again.

Everyday when I wake up,
I find you sleeping next to me.
I forget to add sugar in the coffee,
because you have sweetened me forever.

The life is blue, the life is green
if you are in, I feel eighteen.
The life is...................again.

If one day this dream comes true,
when I come home and you make me supper,
when we talk in love and we sleep in chair,
when we dream together we see only each other.

Oh..
The life is blue, the life is green
if you are in, I feel eighteen.
The life is...................again.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

The Blanket

When the darkness surrounds you,
I'll burn like a candle.
When no one around to hug you,
I'll wrap my arms around.
When troubles knock at your door,
I'll rise up to answer.
When you find yourself alone,
I'll be there like reflection.
When all voices become noises,
I'll sing music to your ears.
And if you don't want me to be there,
I'll hide behind you.
Because I love you, yes I love you.
I can never go away, even if I want to.
When you feel so tied with the wires of life,
I'll cut the strings and follow.
When colors are bright no more,
I'll repaint it all again.
When you need cold breeze,
I'll put some ice in the sea.
When God seems to be little angry with you,
I'll stand in the way between Him and you.
When the angels come to take you to heaven,
I'll give them wrong address.
Because I love you, yes I love you,
I can never go away, even if I want to.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Promise

Like a diamond I remember,
when I held my mom's finger,
felt safe from every danger,
taste of hot milk with cashew & ginger,
melodious lullabies & her touch so tender.

She's a coin that shines brighter than silver,
Made me so rich, a joint manoeuvre.
Not like mathematics,
but my first word rather,
In my heart you will stay forever.

I am thankful to my creator,
sewing me with such a narrator,
a mentor, a sculptor & a traitor,
who I owe my life for today & later.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Beats

I count time with the beats of your heart,
You are the end of endless,
of everything else you are the start.
I want to shine in your brilliance,
I connect to you so even death can't depart,
Till the end to be with you is my pursuverance.

I have seen red roses,
so sweet is your smile,
reddr in cold & in anger is your noses.
Holding your hand I wanna walk another mile,
till I breathe and my eyes closes.

Forgive me if I were too much,
For God gave me no brain but a heart of same size.
You makes me a child again,
remind me of my childhood dreams & lullabys,
my favourite toys & injury pain.
Be my milkshake, icecream & my beauty queen.

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Sponsor of your dreams

When you are so tied,
with the wires of life,
can't throw out your hands,
for catching some scenes.
Then close your eyes and think of me,
I 'll be there,
The sponsor of your dreams.
Don't call for God,
stop crying in vein,
'cos he never comes,
hearing your loud screams.
As he sent me, made me,
the sponsor of your dreams.
If no feelings are left,
'cos you spent all of them,
no shoulder to put your head upon,
no hollow thoughts,
no more themes for scenes.
Then I'll come, to sponsor your dreams.
Now when you are on top,
and want everything to stop,
'cos the pictures we painted,
begin loosing their colors,
and the dreams i sponsored
are with you no longer:
All shades have faded, life's so jaded.
Then call for me,
I'll be mending your dreams.

I'm still walking...

It's morning but no sunshine,
deep in me i can feel morphine.
There it was my first day,
And something serious i was supposed to say.
I Chose to sit quiet Because longer there i was going to stay.
She wasn't dark but not light either,
Crossed me through, like a filthy teacher.

Then there I found myself
Walking down the road that melts.
Time to go on
'coz life's moving on the belts

I m free now like a dead soul
I wasn't killed but pushed out of the pigeon's howl
marked as a symphony
kicked like a football
memories are many but enveloped with mist,
story will end with a horrifying twist.
mist of smoke or smoke o' frost,
crazy are people like holy a ghost.

Then there i found myself
Walking down the road that melts.
Time to go on,
'coz life's moving on the belts.

Life's running, not stopping,
not looking back, crying me
to get one moment,
one shine
to hold, to see, to fall in and
get up again
to hold, to see, to fall off pain.