Who i am ??
The tear coming from your eye when u r sad thats me...
The smile coming on your face when u r happy thats me ...
The moment when u feel nervous nd the thing which give u confidence that thing was me ....
When u r scared from something nd lose hope , the thing which helps u to regain your hope that thing was me ....
That was me , i am your soul accept me with your warm hand bcoz ,we r connected by birth if one left the other will end....
:- Sumit khanna
A letter to remember is what I wish...
But have my voice ever reached to you?
A shard of steel is stuck on my skin,
Pain pulsating again and again,
You were a stab in my chest to begin with
Sinking deeper as the sands flooded
I saw you as one to keep the wound from bleeding.....
And although it reeked of my blood, and flesh
your sinking is what saved Me..........
Maybe its crazy of me
To think that you might
Still Love me.
I'm nuts, I mean, crazy as fuck,
Why would you want complicated
When you can have simple
I've never done simple
I've heard about it, but
It doesnt work for me.
So complicated I am,
Far I am,
Crazy, Mad In love With YOU...
I AM!~E.M. Fraser
Find your truth within! Ruthlessly seek after it, devoting yourself to it's wisdom and guidance. Only then, will you life your most fulfilled and fruitful life. It's only YOUR truth that matters after all!
Broken dreams too...
Still have no habit
To sleep Without you..
Whole bed is not for me to sleep anyway
I just need your arm to hold
And your chest to lay....
Reminding me of you....
Still have no habit
To close my eyes
WITHOUT SEEING YOU.
#SKYLARK CHALLENGE -105
WORDS - PUDDLE/HOTEL/APPLE/STRING.
Thunder, lightning, Rainstorm all happened ..
When we met..
Ankle twisted in that PUDDLE..
APPLE falls and rolled allover.
You hold my hand before i too be on the road..
STRING of love felt inside with a hope..
Eyes stopped blinking in that rain..
He is still holding me , looking into my eyes..
Neither he want to leave
Nor i want to denies.
My HOTEL was just beside him..
Gained my consious and hold his hand ..
Without uttering a single word.
He followed me like a STRING in a guitar.
His route bus passed by while we Crossed the road ..
His eyes denied to leave my robe.
We enetered in a lobby of a HOTEL , felt that STRING of love i...
Let me sleep
With a thread of hope...
You will be there
To wipe my tear.
Let me sleep
To get your dreams....
You will be near
To feel the heat.
Let me sleep
To be in your arms....
You will find the treasure
Just let me be In.
Let me sleep
To hold that hand....
You will hug me tight
To that i am sure.
Let me sleep
To find the PEACE
you will be there
To kiss me , to peck me
To hug me, to caress me
To need me, to love me
To touch me, to miss me
To be with me..
To be in ME..
LET ME SLEEP
TILL THIS NIGHT WILL NOT FALL ASLEEP....
ஒரு பெண் தாய்மை அடைந்து விட்டாள் என்ற கூற்றை ஏனோ என் மனம் ஏற்று கொள்ள வில்லை. பெண்மையும் தாய்மையும் வெவ்வேறு என்று என்னால் பிரித்து பார்க்க முடியவில்லை. ஒரு பெண் தன் தாய்மையை அவள் கருவுற்றிருப்பதற்கு முன்னரே பல சந்தர்ப்பங்களில் வெளிப்படுத்தியிருப்பாள்.
ஐந்து வயதிலும் தந்தையை தன் விரல் நுனியில் வைத்து கொண்டு, அவர் கலைத்து வீடு திரும்பும் பொழுது, அவரின் பசி போக்க தன் சோப்பு சாமானை வைத்து சமைத்து தருவதிலும் சரி.
பத்து வயது ஆன பின் தன் சகோதரன் செய்யும் குறும்புகளை தாயிடம் கூறி அவனை அடி வாங்க வைத்து, அவன் அழுவதை காண இயலாமல் தானும் அவனுடன் அழுவதிலும் சரி.
பதினாறு வயதில் தன் தோழிகள் தவறான வழியில் செல்வதை காண இயலாமல், அவர்களை தடுக்க எந்த அளவிற்கும் போக துணிவதிலும் சரி.
இருபது வயதில் தன் நண்பனின் மீத...
It is not the goodbyes which hurt us but the flashback of memories that follow.
And amidst the chaos of the gone yesterdays and the arriving tomorrows, I am living you.
- the nomad pen.
No matter where you go.
What you do. How you express and how it affects you.
In the end, everything works for the best.
I love the rains
For the way they bring you back to me
As if you never walked away
As if you still stand strong by my side hand-in-hand
This tender feeling of being in love with you makes me want to dance in these showers
Like we used to dance together with our eyes closed
Matching steps to the music of falling drops
These droplets sings a song aloud in my ear which my heart sings for you.
As each rain drop touches my skin, it melts away the veil of coldness my heart wears ever since you left
And the molten love it has for you flows down my cheeks as tears..
With each tear I wish to call out your name as loud as I can
And tell you that this time I have fallen in love with you harder a...
My heart's burning
And the heat burning your soul
You'll crave for love
But I'll have nothing left to give.
Was it meant to be?
I asked myself.
I would never know.
I guess it was too late.
I wasn’t enough.
That was what I always thought. I saw myself always broken, and thought he would make me whole. But I was wrong.
I thought I became pretty only when he said I was. I never realized I had some magic in me that is beyond pretty, despite the scars, and a bit of darkness. I thought he was the beautiful one. Time showed me, he hasn’t been always.
I thought he gave me life. I never realized I was the one giving him air. And it seems he had been feeding me lies. And it no longer matter if it was deliberate or otherwise. Not anymore.
I had been strong but never felt it. I realized the truth, and it was late. But not too late, it seems. My decision to leave was strength on...
You didn't call,
You didn't write,
You said nothing,
When I was a kid...scope for lovers was negligible.. love affairs took alot to happen, even people used to fall in love in a mysterious way...just an eye contact was enough for knowing that the person is the one.....crazy connection...
But now irony is...Now falling in love has much scope still....people fall out of love so fast.... LUST COATED SO CALLED LOVE isn't even able to hold two people together...
Someone has said it right"people value those things which are hard to get."
A love that doesn't suffocate
Yet you cannot breathe without them
A love that feels like home
A safe haven
A best friend, not a drone
Thoughtfulness and compassion
Surprise and adventure
Love notes and love songs
Cold nights and shared sweaters
Laughter and passion
Stories and shared wisdom
Camp fires and long kisses
Games and suspence
Thrill and pleasure
Understanding and mindfulness.
Thank You for teaching me what an honest love feels like.....
For showing me that the validation of true love lies not in the person but in the existence of the feeling itself....
Thank You for breaking me.....
And for leaving that one part of Your's to frame a new person within me.....
For proving that I was never incomplete.....
That it was just your absence that made it seem so unbearable.....
Thank You for entering into my bubble and breaking the darkness with your veiled aura.....
For not existing....
Yet, haunting me always as an unanswerable question....
For testifying that the soul stays forever; irrespective of where the body wanders....
That in a minute of intense l...