Twenty 4 - Hours!

I have thought through my heart for the love I have always had for you. I have always loved you. I will not deny that we both have remained committed through the years that have gone behind us. Now, I stop to see where I am, I see you far away in the ocean so deep. I cannot see your face anymore; I cannot feel the love we shared no more. I try to come forward, take a leap; the sea seems to grow deeper.  I tried to cry to you, shout out to you that I cannot see you anymore. You tried to shoo me away with your anger that makes the ocean dark as black. I lose sight of you, my life. I have gained a lot and my wait now will mean nothing but suicide in the dark. I wish to live though; I wish to see my life a little happier and better, and not to cry for you.  When I told you I cannot feel you anymore, I didn’t need the materials to show that you were there. I wanted you. I cannot feel you anymore, my love. I have waited all the time for you to understand that I am waiting in th

Sometimes, I wonder why my life is so blue,  when I am alone, I think of nothing more than you. When I look at the dark, a clear sky  I try to pave the way through the grey. When did I stop seeing you? Even when I day dream,  The more I stand alone,  the more I see of you. I struggle to get my thoughts to words,  I am messed up, that all I can say. I forgot that you exited in my life,  I don’t remember when it all started.  Is it on the day I stopped expecting? the night when I stop crying anymore? The mornings when I spared no time? I know you are long gone.  I am trying to get to you though I try at every second of my life now. I don’t know if I should look for reasons, all the reasons that I lost you.  I will keep trying until the day I exist the reason why you left me,  The day I start believing that I lost belief,  in many things called "life"

How long will you wait my darling? To go across the line of louve To share the thoughts we once thought were ours How long will you wait my darling? For the clock to tic the right time For the sun to set, so we stay together How long will you wait my darling? To show me your love,  To care nothing more but us How long will you wait my darling? For the youngness to last For the life we have to live How long will you wait my darling? To be together without reasons  To be there for a reason How long to wait my darling? For the day to come when I rethink If it has to be you that I wait for

First serious try! :D Inspiration: Tamil magazine

C'mon wake up! Its time to get up! forget all your dreams; Wake up to where you are; before you realize, it is all a big mistake! Don't expect anything in reality to be what you dreamt of, coz you ain't the chess master here. You can always have what you want but only if you should rather,must! Nothing is planned, don't come to that conclusion. It's a big show and you ain't gonna be some grumpy audience. You should wake up to live what is in for you! Its called Life ! Live it !  P.S. This was a poem i wrote @ my previous office, retrieved :) Thanks to Somani! :D

I lost the day... the days... many more to come when I realized I don’t have a father anymore. The sadness ran for a few more until I made my own life. Many a times, I wonder how my life would have turned out with him by my side. How happy my mother would have been. How many many fights and arguments we miss to see.  Of course, I understand nothing can bring back the soul but I miss him. Even today, even after a million years, I think I will. The funny part is, I didn’t consider myself so dear to him that today, and I still miss him. It’s probably the term "father" I miss the most. When I was young, I didn’t think of a life that my mother could have had how much she had to focus on her children than hers. It was a fast paced cinema that ran for a whole decade and today I decided to write to you about a life I missed and still am.  There are many questions, why didn’t she find love anymore? Was I a reason she stopped herself not to? We are all too busy, building

You have options, Decide to choose or not to. You have fame, Dig in the grave is a name. You have money, Do it or not, don't take any. You are living  life, Spend it like it will never last. You make a life, Don't keep it uptight. You have life, Keep them happy, so will you. You have people, Don't choose or they let go. You have a past, Don't think about it. You have a future, Plan together for love. You have a present, Live it coz there won't be another.

There are many circumstances in life. Some you get to choose and, some choose you. When you have a chance to choose, you make a clear, up down decision but what happens if the decision that you made was not as good as your choices that life had made plans of? I chose something in life... I let it be immaterial, as long as it goes well everything is. The moment there is a friction, things start to tumble down to plain sand. Why? Many times, I presume mankind cannot make a hundred percent decision. I on the other hand consider myself a fifty percent chance. Give or take am always at a fifty percent that things will not work out or rather will. This I learn from some in life who have made me wait, until they are satisfied with the period, until they are safe from their decision. While I wait like a piece of potato that is to be washed and cleaned and ready to be cooked, like it can be any moment now. And after the wait whatever the time period is.. I have started questioning a

Time changes many aspects of life....  Your mind... Your goal...your thoughts... And ultimately the person you want to be and the people you want to be with.  My mind is the weakest on the day when I think "it will pass". I try to think that it will be over before I know it. Most of the times, it’s always one of the hardest days to pass. I think of ways that I could have changed but all I have in my mind is thinking "I don’t want this to repeat, not in mine, not others". Even when I have lost someone, a friend because of my dumb reactions, I wait. I wait until things will come back to normal.  The time I wait becomes the toughest, even climbing the "Himalayas" could be easier because I know I have to wait for forgiveness, I have to wait for circumstances to come back to what it once was and then it gets me thinking... "What if I can't be the same person after all?" "Will the wait change the person I am?" The truth I

The cool air, the dampness in the clouds above, Nature speaks its way through my ears. All the green, makes me wonder if i am dreaming, The sky showing all its love with the greys and blues. I feel the calmness in my mind while i look around, the green and the white falling all over. I did not mind if my mobile was working, Nature took me to a place so pleasant. Enjoying your life - i learnt in a marriage, not mine but hers, a friend dear to my heart. One does not need computers to get on with life, but a beautiful place called "Coorg"

Dreams, they speak millions of scenes. When we wake up, there are very few we remember. Some dream with their eyes closed at night; some wait for the dawn so that they can dawn through the dream with their eyes open :)  I have a dream... a dream about any average woman would have, the day when she will have a man to herself. Dominate him, fight with him, and hug him when I am wrong. Many things I imagine to be my life after I promise my life, my relatives, and my family "I do".  It’s a normal day... after months of persuading to marry... After the million fights... I receive a call from him... "My mother just asked me if I will ever get married" wondering if he is serious, I laugh through it and he says "I am serious, when do you want to get married... Mother tells me that January is a good time". I am dumb stuck... wondering yet again if he is really serious or if I am dumb enough to believe it. I simply say "You could talk to my mot

I close my eyes to sleep thinking about him all the time. I smile and think again "Am I wrong"? I have never felt anything like this before. Suddenly, I feel the words he said "I love you" and I had goose-bumps instantly. I make up my mind, this is it. I have waited for a long time to find someone who loved me for who I am and I found him. What I also found is his family and children, is it possible to wash away the thought of his family? I keep thinking with my eyes closed. Imagining how it would feel if we were together now, I would probably break down crying my love to him, holding me close to his heart. I could imagine all of this like it was real. Is it wrong to love someone when you are already committed? With the smile still on my face, I snuggle up and sleep in the bed which I never found comforting but now, with all the love in his heart. Next day, I woke up and now there are no thoughts in my head. I am starting to feel a grip of my life now

When you live in a country like India, thinking is not a very easy task. Trust when a girl says this. Men like in movies don't stop thinking either, only they ignore. No one here lives for themselves, it’s for others. Questions like "What would the neighbors think?" is a very casual thought. So, when one has to decide, it has to be after considering the family and don't forget "the neighbors", even if there are about 50 houses in the lane you live.  Its part of the culture, only a foreigner would think of it as weird but when you are a "true" Indian, it would be surprising if you didn't think like that. Unfortunately, I am in a condition where i don't want to think about others because the saying goes "when you laugh, the world laughs with you but in sorrow, you are the only person crying". Here, life has to move on, that's the thought. You cannot be stuck at sorrow because again, life is meant to be happy with a little bitte

Life is a “vicious” cycle. There will be no end until you end. After 30 yrs, I am a long way to find my purpose. In the young mind, I already want to know why. Why all the hustle? Why all the trouble? Why all the greed for more money and power? I am probably in a confused state to define any of the above. I want to know why I am born, why the changes in my life have made me think if this is worthy to prove as any purpose. Do many think that about the purpose of life? I do not have many challenges in life because when my life is smooth, I tend to keep it like that. Why look for new challenges and create a mess in the already messed up life? These days, I just want to be in solitude, left in my thoughts. A perfect situation while I sit by the shore wondering what I am doing. I need a break from many things that are happening in my life and others that I pressure to happen. Either way, I just want it all to stop. I want to calm down, shout out loud, scream to my life that it has to

The strange feeling in life when you think you could do something that you never thought of or never wanted to do. My life seeks the end; I do not want to travel through the tunnel to see the light. I want to see the light already, there is sometimes (many times) easy way to situations. No circumstance is difficult only you make the wrong choice when the opportunity came your way. Some give up on life for not getting what they wanted; there are some who give up because they have all they wanted, they miss the challenges in life. They lose themselves in a life so high suddenly it won’t make sense. The reason - confusion. There are some though who give up for others because the situation is too tough for them to handle along with their loved ones. When they know failure is to show its face, the easy choice - give up. It’s sensitive to think of the third kind I mentioned. They become liberal when the burden over their shoulder dies which doesn’t mean they could kill but to give up ones

Why do I want what I want? Many say, think of the world, when you plant a life Some say, why you think of an animal that is bound to leave. Why do I want what I see? Green, many say is the colour of happiness; they share one seed at a time. Some say, the joy is gone when you are. Why do I want what I hear? The world thinks they are right. Some say, don’t listen to the devil. From others I hear, a good soul, a good deed shoves away the evil. Why do I want what I touch? A flower blooms to show its beauty; wear it on the shoulder, their mind cries. A life – leave it alone for you are the selfish mankind, I say.

It’s been a year since love came into my life. She is most precious stone I found, my angel. I want to keep her. I try my best to plan something for her. Her plans though, are very different from mine. She talks about how she feels when we are gone, how she lost her loved one when she was young. I listened to her only I was angry. She will never understand. I tried to tell her many times, "it is for us, we need to have a nice life". She says "Let me be part of both ups and downs". Sometimes, I think we are so cross. She doesn’t think of her future, she thinks only of her family. With a loved one gone, I understand how difficult her life would be but what should I do about it? Get married even when I think I have to "settle" down or get married and blame her for the life I didn’t want? Too much to ask, hey? I met him at my friends, I didn’t think he was cute neither was I interested. We exchanged phone numbers. I was too naive to understand why. We tex

I always thought "your life is your consequence" which means your decision (right or wrong) is what you live (your life). While I am trying to clear my head over matters that I never planned or wasn't ready to face, I believe in you. When the child crossing the road hit by a truck is still alive, I would have debated that he was probably not hit in the vital organs, blah, and blah, blah. Now, I say it’s his "destiny", he is not meant to die. The purpose of his life is not fulfilled. My friends tried to convince me that life happens because it’s destiny. I argued its always ones' decision that makes life. If I argue now, I would say (now) partly for destiny and decisions. The example, when you pass in exams - you determine to pass or fail. You know that life will not be any better if the high scores reflected on the mark sheets. That's a decision, isn't it? Another one, when a family went to Indore (a place in India) for a picnic by the river, onl

How I fell in love!? I still have a vague idea how this started, it was a wrong message I received. Like a child who found her chocolate, I was texting all day and all night. It was nice, the feeling. When he asked me, "How are you?", "How are you feeling?" after I caught cold. It was pleasant, I kept looking at my phone to see if he texted. Something was stopping me though; I was never the first to start a conversation. Though I am still not sure why, I moved that thought out of my mind to float in love, I am not sure if I had already fallen for him. Days went by, I saw his name blinking on my phone, and he was calling me. I panicked. I didn’t know if I could pick up the call. When I did after several seconds, I heard his voice for the first time saying "Hello", my heart sank. I was so dumbstruck that I didn’t respond for more than a minute, I was imagining a latest song tune. Finally, I responded, "hello". With the start, we spoke on the p

I do not ask, unless you question. I do not tell, unless you start. You won’t know me until you are around. I am not bothered many a times if no one is around. It is a peaceful state; think for yourself, holding a cup of coffee, lost in thoughts which you try to evade. Confused as it may seem, my life is dull, I still do not want anyone by my side, I cry with no tears... with eyes so blank and with speech so subtle. You have to know me well to realize this. I do not need attention, something I hate. I do not want you to tell me what is right and what is not. I want you to stay right next to me, that is all is required. I have a million thoughts running through my head starting "what if". Many I cannot understand why, some I leave for time to heal. I write so many stories about me, you and the others when I am down in the drain waiting for someone to pull me up. I do not wait too long though, I am up even before you realize that I am not alright. I d

I was born somewhere in the summer in a place I recognize because of my parents. My mother told me that I had a father who has gone to prove to the world what he is, at least that is what he thought. I did not see father for a long time but when he came back, he was hurt, so badly, that after a week, he died. He could not stop the pain. It took his life. I am a boy; I was made to carry loads, from places to places which I did not recognize without my owner. He always told me what to do. Sometimes, it had me thinking, “Why am I listening to him?” My mother tells me, you get food, shelter and a person you can depend on. “Why?” did not go away from my mind and he keeps hitting me so hard that it hurts all day. When I was a little taller, my mother sent me with the lord once to learn the "skills" but I told her, I wanted to be with her. She said “There is nothing I can do child”. The owner spoke in a language I did not understand, and he poked me all day with a stick making me

When you are sleepy, even your hand won't listen. A flick of the eye, takes more than two seconds. You can try to sleep while you try not to slip, Even though your eyes are red as hell. Sometimes, you feel like crying, The shadow so deep, the brain starts to ponder. You suddenly start prioritizing but you can't. You are stuck with a job so interesting, You forget to spell your name. You can feel the fan in ceiling, making a noise that sounds like a lullaby. The bed, never so warm and the pillow wonderfully fluffy. If I ask you now, you can sleep without any luxury, While travelling or in the couch or any place you can imagine. The goal still remains, for the eyes to flick more than two seconds. Wishfully dreaming while I wrote this! Goodnight!