Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Hold On

When you try to ignore you can’t

For they are too close to you

When you try to forget you can’t

For they live in your heart

When you try to detach you can’t

For you can’t cutoff part of your heart

When you try to erase you can’t

For it will be like erasing half of your good memories

When you try to get over you can’t

For there are some people whom you can never get over

And when you try to stay and hold on you still can’t

For some unknown reason you just can’t seem to hold on

Still you try to hold on

For if you let go you might end up loosing a gem…

Monday, September 21, 2009

Significance

You feel that you are significant

They tell everything to you first

They ask opinion on everything to you first

They make you feel that you are significant

Then you also believe that you are significant to them

And one fine day when they start drifting

You are the last one to know of their decisions

Your opinion is one they are not looking for now

Making you wonder, where you all that significant?

If you can learn, it says

Significance in life is like a flame of a candle

One small gust of wind and its gone

Temporary like a lot others in life

But this shouldn’t affect your friendship

For that in itself is far too significant…

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Leak in a tap

Your heart pulls you one way

Your brain pulls you in another

Your logic tells you it’s not wise

But Life ain’t all about logic is it?

You want to pursue what you always wanted

The one thing or two that would keep you happy

And satisfied through your entire life

But that plan is full of uncertainty

It’s a plunge into depths unknown

Where as you brain and the people around

Tells you to forget your heart and go with the brain

They tell that’s what’s good for you

A life that satisfies all your needs sans mental satisfaction

When you are pulled from both the ends

Each end so strong with its reasons

All you end up with is a confused state of mind

And with time that is dripping away as in a leak in a tap…

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Confession

I have always wanted to

I have had many a chance

The moment I am about to do it

Something happens, that just stops me

I don’t know what might happen,

If at all I spit it out

And I also wonder if I ever will

This is the story of my unsaid confession

The confession that I always wanted to make,

And I never did

But now I wonder if it ever would make a difference

For the one that is late, is as good as none…

Friday, August 21, 2009

I can

I wanted it so badly

I tried for that too

But may be there was a bit more in me

That I could have used to get there

But when they broke the news that

I didn’t make it, it broke me

I came back with a heavy heart

And a heavy backpack

That felt all the more heavier

I was almost getting over it

But now again it’s haunting me

But am sure to get back

Better armed and ready

To show them that I can

Or may to show to myself that I can

For this was one dream that

I had given up some time back

I don’t want to do that again

Give up with out trying…

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Late…

Your heart beats for her

But she never knows

Your mind yearns for her

But she never knew

Your soul waits for her

But she will never know

Because you never did

Tell her what you felt

For the fear of loosing

You held it to your self

It wouldn’t make a difference now

‘coz she had already,

Given all these to someone else

And it’s a fact that

You can give this only once

This time you where just plain late…

Monday, July 27, 2009

A friend of yours…

You know them since way too long

That makes the bond way too strong

There is not a day,

When you don’t think about them

Everyday there is,

Something that reminds you of them

Every time there is,

Something that concerns them, which concerns you too

There had been times when,

They needed a shoulder and you had one

They needed an open ear and you had two

They needed a pair of hands and you had a pair

And when you are lost and helpless

Deep with in the woods

When you can’t even shout out loud

For the fear of being hunted down

Not knowing which way is out

All they yearn for is their graceful exit

No my friend this ain’t your lover am talking about

This is just a friend of yours…