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Showing posts with label So called Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label So called Poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

The dream last night

Through the frozen ocean of hopes
I walk barefoot to lit my eyes
As I walk through the lonely path
I feel my heart fill with faith
The Silver Star is here somewhere
All I have to do is walk from here
I walk briskly
To hold it stiffly
I stretch my arm to hold it in my palm
From the star’s farm
I see a light in my palm
That looks like a diamond so calm
Through the frozen ocean of hopes
I walk back with a diamond in my eyes
With that diamond eyes
I walk through my dreams.

Friday, March 4, 2011

I Want To Feel My LOVE For You





 I love to love that someone..
   I thought I would never love.

       I ‘am longing to feel your presence close to my soul
         I want to love you the way I could never love myself
          
On a lonely rainy night
  I wish I was that rain drops falling on your lips

On a sunny day
  I wish I was the first ray of sunlight to kiss your skin

    I want to feel my love for you...
      Because your love makes me love myself
        I never felt I could love myself this much
          Before I started loving you

I want to love someone …
 Because I want to feel how it feels to be in love with someone

I want to love someone..
 Because I want to experience self less love for someone else except me

I want to love someone ..,
Because I know I can love someone with my heart and soul
And not just with  my body..

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

My defination of Life( inspired by this very moment )


If world is a STAGE ………..
I would like to be the curtain puller of that stage..
Pulling the curtains in and out
For the characters  to come and perform on stage.


If world is a STAGE………
I would like to be the light technician
The one adjusting the intensity of light falling on the characters due to perform


If world is a STAGE……….
I would like to be the sweeper..
The one who sweeps the dust from the stage making way for cleanliness and clarity
To set on the STAGE


If world is a STAGE……
I would like to a Spectator
Watching and cheering for  the other characters
 To tune into their role easily


Sadly   
               Life is not a STAGE
                    Neither Am I a spectator

                            Life is a journey
                             With unsure beginnings and definite destination being DEATH
                                         And I’m a TRAVELER walking towards that destination
                                                   with a smile