Sunday, September 27, 2009

Wednesday, September 23, 2009


What I said that day about my dislike - rectified you, what I told that day about my annoyance - modified you... and I am so happy that have no word to say.

Joy In The Sky, Joy In The Wind

Oh! Joy in the sky, joy in the wind - birds chirping on the branches of trees - how lovely sight everywhere. It's a day full of joy for us - we have broken the bindings of home and became free, we are again vagabond today and will fill the world with the tune of songs,- we are so happy to recall the past days... those happy days...

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

I didn't...

I didn't like the way you appear that day, I didn't like the circumstantial evidences you surrounded - it looked like a drama delivered by a third grade poet - it looked like a trap something ridiculous way... rather you could give me your same unique look, rather you could pass pretending unnoticed me... I didn't like your leaving me behind, I didn't like your settings of a trap - it looked like a friend betrayed at all - it looked like to take vindictive revenge... rather you never come before me... rather you never come before me...

Thursday, September 17, 2009


("Our sweetest songs are those that tells of saddest thought." -John Keats) she is in my heart, she is in my mind, and when i think of her, she comes somewhere to bring peace in my grief... She is in my days, she is in my nights, and when i think of her, she comes somewhere to bring light & shade... light that we want, shade that we know. She is in my thought, she is in my job, and when i use to turn down her, she comes to console me and remain with her abstract presence. when i think that i should forget & forgive her - she comes in my mind and never approve or deny my perspective but remain aloof, indifferent. she is with her intuitive presence and shall be there in my heart not as usual or usefully, but peacefully forever...

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Me And My Loneliness

Me and my loneliness use to say me always - she is nowhere, nowhere in the road, nowhere in the home and she forget to call me that I should come and give a company... that she take my side and chat with me, give her look to me off and often, smile to hear my whispers and say not to say feeble, walk with me with a perfect rhythm and hold the umbrella with her first finger keep upside, her locks swinging with the wind and I stare and stare untiringly... but she did not come - she did not come aside and walk, did not give her precious look and smile, so her brownish locks did not swing in the wind and so I did not hear from her any so words... and I found myself alone in midst of road - alone and aloof as forever.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Farewell My Love

I Love you from the deepest corner of my heart, I want you from the farthest desire-land of my mind- but... someday I realized that you don't, someday I came to know that you don't. So... my heart is broken in some way or other, my mind beame shattered in some way or other, but I have no grief or sorrow, I have no repentance or envy, But, I have the feeling of freedom, I have the enthu of zeal, 'cause... from now on I can live my life of my own.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Love Is Like A Flower

Love is like a flower which can never be replaced by any other means - fun friends money and so on... Love is like daffodils - staring on the familiar face of the beloved, over whom one can spare the replacements - happily!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009


O dear you are my heart throb, you are so sweet and hearty that I like, you are so gentle and romantic that I adore, thus you live in my day and night like a dream.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

By The Way...

Whoever done the best? Is this a puzzle or riddle, I do not know But when the things go in its way... By the way... It has done the best.