Sometimes I wish I had your fingers to brush off my tears.
Sometimes I wish I had your arms I could wrap myself from.
Sometimes I wish I had your hair to adore.
Sometimes I wish I had your eyes I could stare into.
Sometimes I wish I had your smile to kiss.
Sometimes I wish I had your ears to speak into.
Sometimes I wish I had your hug to forget my pain.
Sometimes I wish I had you to love.
And sometimes I wish you were real enough to love me.
I love you my stuffy. You are the only one. <3
June In Wales...
Blackthorn's bridal white blooms
yield to spring leaves, summer roses,
woven tangles of honeysuckle,
sheep in throes of labour,
rust coloured hares, silver glints
of moon and sun upon water,
a solitary swan, pairs of geese,
circling buzzards, swooping swallows,
darting bats, crushed mint leaves,
thyme, sweet peas, tomato plants
all swooning in the summer afternoons.
To the map,
I know your regret being with me and everyday I just try to make you smile so that you can see my love for you.
It's hard for you to make those lovable eye-contacts again but I still love it when you smirk at my stupidness.
I miss those late night conversations we had on our bed followed by a silent sleep but I am in love with those moments you try to check if I am okay or not at night.
I know you get mad at me at my unforgivable mistakes yet I try to apologize and make things alright between us.
But remember, I will never let you leave me because you might be the first person in fall in love with. And trust me I will find you somewhere on the sea bed waiting for your lost sta...
You can't breathe me to death.
I know you have gone through a lot
But choosing me over your life isn't great
Think about those little hands who beg for your hugs when they sleep
Just have a look at your lady sacrificing her passion for you
And millions of creatures living just for you.
Think about that heart who held you in your bad times
And all you want now is to stop it after you cry
Feel the air your lungs love
Rather than putting me inside your soul to death.
I am bad
I am a cigarette
But I can't stop being that
But you are a human
Think about them once
Before kissing me again.
you witness me crying
but it's difficult for you
to travel so far
just to wipe them off.
Yet your twinkle satisfies me
and I wipe them off
just to reflect a smile
to my boy,
t w i n k l i n g up there.
i don't want to see tomorrow's morning
as it will ask me to leave you,
but seeing you all night is another pleasure
waiting for you, to flicker your lashes again.
Every time I managed to escape his gaze,
His whole universe pranced across my eyes.
The way he touched the soul of my saudate ,
Felt like the sirimiri kissing my lips.
Out of akrasia his thoughts glittered my spine,
And his contagious stretch of lips took me to his world.
Where he and his lover peacefully kissed,
Leaving me to be a nyctophile as the day was for his love.
Sometimes I want to jump off the edge of winters
And crawl on your skin to feel the heat
Ignoring the scratches of love from strangers.
Sometimes I want to drown in the ocean
And drink your drenched lips to feel the beat
Ignoring the tears who already possess it.
Sometimes I want to explore the caves of island
And absorb your flaunting screams to feel the passion
Ignoring the red you lost in pain.
And sometimes, I want to get lost in those stars
And behold you sleeping to feel the love
Ignoring the sobs you lost for him.
I gain my faith in love whenever I see you two seeing your world in one another's eyes. The way you make her feel special every moment and the way you reminds him that he's never alone. You two only your lo look so perfect together that your love for each other consoles my heart that someone is looking for me too, in the crowd of these lovers.
But when I see some ugly you getting dumped by your partner, all my hopes shatters in a piece of paper I write for him daily. Just so that when we meet, I can show him how I lived without him crying for love every night. But when you two have each other's back and I have nothing to feel, my imagination loves me deeply.
Maybe I won't ...
I am grown up now, biologically because I don't know my real age. Things change with time, like my mind. Birthday wishes from everyone don't interest me now, a real gift do, a lovely hug. I never noticed the sacrifices my parents did to bring a smile on my face every moment, but this day, something hit me so hard that I fell in love with them again.
There were days when I used to try my best to hit 12 but ended up at 7 every morning with a birthday song they used to sing with a smile to make me blush. Those all time favorite food used to smell so good from Mumma's kitchen to knock my hunger. And there were times when I used to sit with phone to attend every call from my friends and relati...
This mind of mine
Is expanding dense
With all these thoughts
In midnight tense.
All those happenings
Reminding one by one
A reason for guilty
As an exaggerating sun.
I made them smile
Hiding my tears
I wrote for them
Not to let them judge me as gelid.
I want to write
I want someone to write
Write what I wrote
To stop this universe of mine.
You only know if you love her,
when you describe her worst the best.
I don't know why things are awkward between us. Those friendly smiles met the shore of formal rendevous and have just lost somewhere, somewhere deep inside us. Those endless chats, and early morning smiles are replaced by nothing-to-say calls. I know things weren't so cool between us to be shared frankly but I always believed in friendship not the one, they follow. You defined a bond between us, but later just you melted with them and was no special. The days I spent with you were as beautiful as my life back then. Waiting for dad to come back from his job just so that I can text you again. And how you nicknamed me and shared a part of your life. I thought we will stay the same, forever. Bu...
It's the same red
that you consider a taboo
when she posses it on her skirt.
It's the same red
that you crave for
when doctor says you are critical.
It's the same red
that soldiers lost
while fighting for your luxury.
It's the same red
that your mother lost
when you entered this heaven.
It's the same red
the same red
that you posses, even in your mind.
Stabbed inside him
it stood fearlessly
ready to push the smiles
out of his mind, haunting for days
for which he is numb
depression it was
took birth inside him
needless of anyone,
it grew on its own.
He was fertile
for this plant to grow
and society watered
to make him low
to which he stood
repelling the words
and the magical spell
as it was something
attracting the hell.
feel like his home
he wants to stay in
regardless of nature
it's an addiction,
to pass the smirks
than the smiles
hidden in his heart.
Same as you, the sun cried that night
Maybe you were more hurt than it was
But I don't think you held the same pain.
Same as you, the tree fell that day
Maybe you had more to cry for
But I don't think you faced the same.
Same as you, the bird lost her wings that dawn
Maybe you had more stress to go through
But I don't think you had such responsibilities.
Every time you were given opportunity
But all you decided was to stay in darkness.
Same as you, I feel too, differently.
Dusk was all that represented you,
Beautiful as a frozen diamond
Painted in sun with silver topping
Less yet enough
To give my heart a reason to smile
But I forgot your eyes
Searching some other beauty
In the queue of clouds
You searched a living soul,
But a bird.
you kept me in your closet,
and worn me whenever you wanted to
you tore me apart
and used me wherever you wanted to
at the end of the day,
you never washed me, ironed me
you never cared about me
and you kept me back in your darkest closet
you used me.
carving her hands to bleed became her habit,
as he was an artist in ignoring feelings.
You think it's infatuation stabbed inside me, that I have to pull myself back every time I see you,
and this is merely a flame inside me which burns just for you.
You think these eyes of mine goes fake when they shed tears whenever you look away,
and they turns into nightmares that I have to face without you.
You think my mood swings are just because of that natural cause when I crave for you,
and I break everything I find to pull my broken heart back.
You think I am thirsty when I clinch my lips just to call back that teardrop which never goes up,
and I cry at the corner just for you.
You think it's just a crush of mine that I care about you, when I look at you every secon...
the reason for concoction
of salt and water
inside my eyes?
of salt and water
of my life?
The day you get to know the reason of your existence,
Even noise will keep its mouth shut!
I felt those words
Wrapped in the ink
'I Love You'
So high, that echoed
With this red death color
From my eyes
Which fell with answer
On that piece
Where the word
Was carved with his
I was going to be a normal average working day.
In The Evening i was Working in Workshop a cutting Saw Blade get broken by me due to my fault. The Workshop Incharge Professor saw me and Scold me badly as he was assuming I have broken College Blade but after he finished up i told him as It was My blade Only. Then He said Ok and Told Me to work with full attention.
After that I worked fr little more time then I stopped the work upto Tomorrow.
And another Thing is that I am feeling Like as My eyes are getting more weak.
I have to Give More stress on my eyes to focus the nearby things. I will take a Check up For my eyes after this sem.
I have Presenation Exam On 4th Dec. And leaving to Home On ...
They thought she was happy
Rather than being a hidden soul
Ice cold was her heart
Possibly, a corpse
And her dreams touched heights
That everyone wanted to bury
Heaven was where she belonged
Instead of hell, where she was.
Vanished across the streets
Abandoned like anything
Rushing to the death
Though she was alive
Idol never disobeyed the human laws
Kind of them, made by god
And she got her punishment, of not being culprit.
You remember when we used to chase each other's dream
without even knowing what they meant to us.
And when you usually stuck at very moment but always denied for help
And I used to help you by holding your back.
And when you used to jump over the pool
where it was me who absorbed your fear, to make you something you deserved.
You remember when you broke your spectacles and were sorry for your book
And I read the whole book for you that night.
You remember those sparkle eyes of mine, when you told me your feelings.
You remember how life decided to be hard on us,
And all we did was standing in that tsunami of problems.
And when we used to fail a plenty of times a day
But at the end...
इस नफरत की दुनिया में प्यार की क्या कीमत,
जहाँ प्यार करने वालो से नफरत,
और नफरत करने वालों से प्यार हो जाता है।
P.S. meko bhi hindi aati hai!!
Am I abnormal
Are my bones scavenger
who fed on my flesh
to dominate over my body
or they just want the world
to know their presence in me
to abolish racism?
but why me?
are not they strong enough
who never let their bones to dominate
Over their filled fats
should I be proud?
or get into depression
to make myself the way
people want me to be
even after knowing,
that my mind is much healthier
Tthan their broken souls.