Dec 18, 2009

Interesting Message

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Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday

Dec 13, 2009

I want to love u forever

As I want to love you forever

As I want to love you forever

I hate to see you any more

You may flow down those drains

The choice is more of yours

I would neither stop you from crying

Nor I want you to hug

Let’s burst through the power

That’s my bomb dear love

To flow against the tide

The tears speed along

If you want love to somebody

You have to sing my song

As you fight the death to survive

You just find the edge of the sand

If you want to fall in love again

It’s better to clean up your hand

Don’t send me any wishes

Don’t push me to the dates

How can I tell you further?

Suicides are bad as it gets

It’s pouring down with rain drops

Like that night gone by

I am signing those papers

Where you wished to let you die

by-Bis

Nov 11, 2009

Am I

Am I?

Not a bead glistens my eyelashes when I am in intractable trauma,
But can’t stop my surging tears when my hero dies in an onscreen drama;
Am I weird?

I crave and miss my loved one, whom I cannot see,
Is it because he is no longer there for ME?
Am I selfish?

I wish to pull the moon and wrap it around,
I long to get hold of Aladdin’s magic lamp to fulfill my wishes unbound;
Am I immature?

Death scares me, Rejection scoffs at me, Expectations tenses me,
The fear of losing my kith and kin terrifies me;
Am I a coward?

Am I weird, selfish, immature and a coward?
So many negatives huddled in a pod,
Am I a pessimist?
By ane

Oct 10, 2009

A Tribute to Beauty

A Tribute to Beauty
Beauty of a woman lies not in her skin,
It comes from all the goodness, springing from within.
Beauty’s not in dimpled chin, nor shining eyes a trait,
The beautiful are gracious; their grace is not in gait.

“Shining hair! Glowing skin!” billboards try selling dreams,
But beauty doesn’t emanate from bottled gels and creams!
Wrinkled skin looks beautiful too, on hands that care to caress,
Beautiful even a crackling voice that calms your mind’s duress.

If you care to see, there’s a beauty in every home,
We call her 'Mother dear', she’s virtues’ epitome.
With charming countenance and kindness in eyes,
Her magical touch could transform tears into smiles.

As God could not be everywhere, they say he created Mother.
Made sure to give her the beauty of Love, Love that doesn’t wither.
To the mother in every woman, this ode is a small tribute,
Your ceaseless beauty, O’ Woman, in reverence I salute.
byPady J

Sep 13, 2009

Crazy!

Crazy!
Why can't I, go away?
Why do dreams come haunting me?
Why do things happen the way,
Like they are never meant to be...?

Now I stay, now I move,
Not that it makes difference any way,
Now I'm left, with myself,
But I just wanna go away...

From my life, from my heart,
From everything that makes me stay.
Am I crazy this way?

Leave now, leave me alone,
I have to deal with this myself,
Let it go, let it grow, I'm not afraid anymore.

But I just have to let go...
Of my dreams, of my smile,
Of anything that makes me say,
Am I crazy this way?

I can't sleep, I can't open my eyes,
I can't feel my heartbeat,
I don't know what to do.

Life is war and I retreat,
But I don’t wanna live...
Broken heart, broken soul,
Broken pieces of myself, scattered around,
I try not to gather again, because it pains.

Still I breathe, and I live,
To shout to the world today,
I am crazy this way.
Kan

Sep 3, 2009

As I move on...

As I move on...

As I lay on the death bed,
Besides me stood the angels around,
Holding my hands, as I need to move out…

And my eyes filled with the pictures
so clear of yesteryears passed.
To my own have I hurt,
have I felt the pain and suffered,

I now move on and there is no brother no sister,
I have to move alone,
And there is no relation I have to move alone,
So why carry this burden of memories so heavy…

Let God Bless all around,
I need to move on and on…

Love is the only language that I knew when I was born,
In my mother’s arms I felt was only love,
As I move along, to my Lord Eternal,
I feel blessed by the same love.

What I said and what I did
would be now soon buried,
what I lived will be only past
as I cease from this world vast.

If Love is all that binds us together,
How does it matter what’s your creed or color…
Let all left behind me be blessed and touched by love
This is all that I wish as I move along…
And the time stood by, as I fly deep within me…

All is dark as my life passes on…
and I can see only eternal light.
I fear not, as this is not so unknown,
I fear not as there are some more lessons to be learnt…

There I feel peace abundant,
there I meet all my beloveds,
The path is full of hopes and dreams…
And I move on and on…

ByNANA