Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Monday, September 28, 2009

Skipping a beat...


Whenever my heart skips a beat,
I know its u deep within,
My world of dreams floats across,
I search verily for something,

A glint in your eyes, a smile on your face,
Makes promises to me u never said,
Though I know u r not with me,
Its u, in my dreams, I always had,

Hold my hands and take me away,
From all shackles of pretences,
And hold me close to your breath,
One touch from u will erase all distances,

Waiting for that moment to come across,
I am splurging in the depth,
This timeless journey has just begun,
Trying to weave threads to its end,

That end which will mark a beginning,
that moment which would lie still,
My tears would find a way out,
With love, my eyes would fill,

Till den, I’m waiting for that knock,
that destiny would mark for us,
Things fated will fall into places,
But our togetherness is must.

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Friday, December 19, 2008

You are, I am

You fumble, you stutter, I laugh at your face
But you know my heart beats so hard
I'd stay by your side, but if that's the case
It's your turn, go on, play your card.

I'll give you a ring and we'll stay awake
Into the night until dawn
I'll walk on the ice just to see if it breaks
And these feelings of love will be gone

You be the clouds, oh I'll be the rain
And we'll need each other to fall
If I'm the tears, then you are the pain
We'll get rich, and we'll lose it all

And I'll take the fire to see if it scars
If perfect is anything to go by
I'll drive at full speed to see us go far
It can crash and burn if it lies

But I'll ride the wave, who cares if I drown?
And you be the air I inhale
I'll climb up the building and I'll jump right down
And you know you just cannot fail

Its everything or nothing, that's just where we stand
We stay or we vanish into the air
And I'll hold it back when you hold my hand
We'll run, until we go nowhere.

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Saturday, September 20, 2008

Romancing the night


That day in the evening
the stars all shone in the sky
when you were in my arms
and the silent moon watched by;

The shadows in the waters
of trees and bush around
lay motionless and still;
only two heart's beating sound;

And a hush of leaves sometimes
of an air of friendliness;
your black eyes spoke romance
on a flawless pretty face.


I touched your hair; you closed your eyes
O heaven above! How beautiful she is!
Like the morning cirrus
drenched in golden glow,
as your hair fell like a cascade
in a silent night-light flow.

A blink a cost too many
with her eyes in a state of trance
I saw a thousand moons shining
all in a moment's glance.
O night of endless breaths
flow not with the stream away
for my love is yet to kiss Good night
in this tranquil hour of May.

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Sunday, August 10, 2008

Past Forward

Winds of change are these
Which touch our lives with
Hopes and dreams anew
And bring sad moments too.
But, look back
And thou (you) shalt see
The footprints
Which our hearts
Have held dear

And shalt
Leave stamp upon our "new" lives
Like the sweet memories of spring
That embalm our minds
During the frosty winter spells.

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Thursday, June 26, 2008

Love is in the air

Sreenivas has been associated with his college for more than a year now and one of his favorite hangouts is the lake at the rear end of the college. Recently when he visited the place; while the heavens were obliging with a little bit of a shower from bounties of the clouds; he had a strange experience. He went to the alleyway and stood by the edge of that lake. And the sight that met his eyes made him feel like never before. The lake is naturally surrounded by plethora of trees and greenery, and the raindrops were making ripples on the surface of water. The gentle whistling of winds imparted an immaculate touch to the panorama. Crescendo rose inside him, with a landscape of such immense beauty in front of him. There evolved a mysterious sense of happiness in him. It felt as if there's an unknown bond between him and that place.

Sreeni’s experience makes one thing clear, LOVE IS IN THE AIR. You just have to pull it towards you grasping its invisible threads, and see what colors it brings in your life. Bask in its glorious light once, bloom in its gardens once, you will find what makes life dewdrop hanging on the morning primrose.Love is a feeling which is at once so beautiful, and at the same time empathically mystical.

Love is not attraction, love isn't lust, and Love is neither a sin. Love is ever growing exhilaration; Love is just a silent pool of ecstasy.
Love is just a perpetual flowering of soul. It is an eternally flowing stream of contentment. It is achievement of ultimate bliss. Love IS divinity on earth.Many of us these days have got such weird interpretations for such a simple notion. We are either mixing it with affairs/involvements (love MIGHT be the lubricant in such cases), or we think all these simply are the means for adolescents to disregard their objectives in life. Love is neither. Love is just a force running in the undercurrents of life. It is our human inclinations that lead us to wrong paths.

Love is just a bountiful lake of forces we have little understanding of, but plenty of experiences. Ever enjoyed waves licking your toes on the beach, ever felt rushing winds blow you at the hilltops, ever seen the sun set or rise, ever seen the starry nights, or ever watched the moon coming out of clouds? I have experienced these moments and I have always felt blessed by the creation after such an encounter with nature.

It might be anything. It might be a site which brings fond memories, or it might be an old photograph which unfolds the long folded page of time, it might be the sight of a person, who sprays the scent of nostalgia, or it may be a book you erstwhile used to read. But you will have to admit that love is omniscient and omnipotent, showering us incessantly with unbounded joy.

Every moment in life is like a rose bestowed by the existence. It is a bud, it blooms, it flowers, and it withers away. But that died rose always remains in your notebook reminiscing you of the lost fragrance. Similarly, each moment of life comes, flourishes, and passes away. But when you turn back in your life the fragrance of the passed moment still remains intact.
Saturate each moment of your life with so much fragrance that it spreads love not only for you but for everyone around you……that’s what Sreeni says!

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Friday, June 20, 2008

How could you ???


How could you say you love me
after you leave me
How could you say you care
if you were never going to stay
I wish it always rains
so you could not see
the hurt, pain and tears you gave me

How could you say you love me
when you loved someone else
How could you say
I can find someone else
when all I wanted was you
and all I needed were you

How could you say i'll be fine
when you made me blue
I don't wanna see your face
or anything that reminds me of you
I don't wanna be your friend
though that's what I am to you

How could you hurt me so bad
when all I want is to love
and be loved by you

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Friday, May 30, 2008

Your Memories

They come,they go,
they entertain,they aspire,
they remain as the ever-growing sky above.
Accompanying me every now and then,
they prove how friendly the world is,
and just how beautiful my life is,
with them-your memories!

They suddenly stir within me,
giving me a natural,involuntary smile,
that subdues my anger and grieve,making me feel delighted,excited,loved and secured...
They assist me,guiding me,
making me feel so secured,like the company of the oldest friends...
They induce in me enough excitement,
that last for the whole day...

They speak,they listen,they inspire,they reciprocate!
They smile at my every smile,
asking me to smile always.
They keep staring at me,but with your caring eyes!
They speak low to me but with your soft voice,
making me feel wanted,
they praise me,they love me,
they value me,they stay and walk always with me-
Your never-ending,ever-growing memories!!!

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Sunday, May 18, 2008

To My Love

Our past runs deep, for you I did weep.
your memories haunt me, awake or asleep
I had you once, but could not keep
Forever flung far yet near, my sighs do you hear..
had you once in my arms, but now I fear..
that when I will open my eyes, you will disappear
and leave my soul drowned deep inside the ocean of tears..
Fails to penetrate, its unfathomable depth, the light of hope...

As I stagger I find your hand in mine,
and forget the world for a while...
My aimless fingers no more move,
My racing heart is now at rest...

At once the whole world seemed cooperative,
for your presence brings slight rays of hope,
that makes my face bright...
lit up with a smile, that once i thought was lost,

With every skip of my rhythmic beat,
I still wait..
With a hope that you will never let go...
the emptiness in me eased,
though my heart is heavy, and my eyes full,
the pain for a moment ceased,
by a tender touch, a loving smile..


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Sunday, March 23, 2008

Silent Love


It started with a glimpse, on a cold winter day,
A young lad was walking on a narrow dusty way
He saw her for the first time, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen,
They walked past each other, a magical moment to him it seemed!!

That night as he slept, he dreamt about that girl,
About her crystal blue eyes, about her long hair curled,
He desired nothing else but just another glimpse of her,
Another magical moment in the near-future

And that moment arrived shortly, on the following Sunday,
They met again, this time on the market way,
His heart skipped a beat, it raced faster and faster,
His eyes only saw her smile, his ears only heard her laughter.


Love fostered somewhere within, and it grew day by day,
The lad visited again and again that same martket way,
He saw her many times, and secretly adored her,
Such was the irony of love, the silent affection of a silent lover.

And here I leave the tale, incomplete yet completed,
As his love was, a tale that may never be repeated,
A tale that will be lost, as a one-sided love or rather just an obsession,
A tale that was lived by none but just one lad, for whom this obsession was life, an intense passion.

And so a lost tale ends, of broken words few,
Perhaps someday it will resurface as a complete tale all new!!!

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