A Dream that died......

Crave did I, for something so precious to me,

A dream come true, a sensation in few, a new hope to believe...

Sadness a true,  came as a clue, but nothing serious indeed...

But slowly a dew, took away the view, and left only tears to see....

The clue it was, a withering moss, dried somewhere so quietly,

A wild growth, peeped a hope, and took away myself from me.

That withering thought, the dried knot, of love that I carried in my heart beneath,

Vanished away, like a lonely prey, that was hunt somewhere close indeed.

Wandering am I, in a cloud of sigh, my mind like an empty sky of plea,

Nothing so close, a shimmering rose, no reds, no whites, only blacks to see.

Wet in my eyes, my heart that cries, craving still after a hopeless seed,

That will reap a dream, a fearful scream, awaiting the return of lost something.

Show me the Way to Love.....

This little heart of mine,

With a little hope of sunshine,

Cannot identify every line....

Of this speedily running life's rhyme.

Love, is something I may fail to understand,

Understanding is something I may fail to fulfill,

I think deep standing on the brown sand,

While the far waters, lay so still.

One glance of yours, just one it was,

Made that day such a beautiful one,

One word of yours, just one it was,

Made my heart fly, like it was a balloon.

Seeing there in the midst of the sky,

My hopes, my thoughts, they fly so high,

Trying to guess what makes me so shy,

When a shadow of you just peeps me by.

Show my little heart The WAY TO LOVE,

As I want to see how it works,

Dancing in the air, white wings of a dove,

And the heart may not feel any kind of jerks.

Thinking deep and waiting for someone,

Someone who would be all all mine,

Someone who sings in the rhythm of my rhyme,

To take care of me time to time.

Wish in a heart, whosoever I may love,

May or may not be mine.....

Still he may get his serve, to live and love,

From you O Lord, who's world's supreme shine.

Our Friendship Tale......

I have a friend so close to me....
A friend whom I used to believe,
A friend whom everyday I used to see,
Someone's whose friendship was everything to receive.

It all started with groups and games,

Long back some twelve years ago,

Surrounded with all kinds of fame,

And hard to overcome the ego.

Slowly, steadily life gave it all,
Friendship brought us near, gave a loud call.
Friends became we, so difficult to separate,
Laughter and fun started a long brigade.

We shared our sorrows and exchanged smiles,

I believed this friendship would go miles and miles,

But years passed and aware became we,

The future had something else to see.

Misunderstandings, misconceptions, filled in the space,
They started penetrating in, in a slow pace;
No longer were those smiles left to see....
No longer was that friend there for me.

I still remember the day, when we first played Ringa- Roses,

The day when small fights poked in noses.

The day you said, " leadership is yours",

And I thought, what a height of egoism in you pours.

But still today I feel you were the only one,
Who fought with me, still made life a fun,
Who was sensitive enough just like me,
Still didn't ever turn his back to me.

I have a belief, you are still the same,

The same person I gave a nickname,

Shy, quiet, and sweet indeed....

Although a little far, but always there for me.....

A creative mind never sleeps.....even if you are dozing off...your dreams do the job :) and you wake up a new morning fullllll of ideas :) :)

Smile all your Way :) :) :)

Smile, smile and keep smiling all your way....

And see how it makes up each of your day;

Laugh, laugh and keep laughing all day...

And see how it makes your life full with play.

Hey!! Come'on leave all your worries for a while...

And see how laughter takes you away a mile,

Hey!! Come'on forget your sadness for a while,

And see how sweet is your little smile;

Win hearts, but don't loose them;

Join hearts, don't break them;

Accept people, but don;t choose them;

When friends give love, don't forget to love them.

Be happy, as its the only way to Life....

Why to be sad and sorrowful, and murder your life with a knife.?

Great are those days that are spent with joy,

Just play the game my friend, take life as a little toy.

Nothing is permanent, everything goes,

But only those plants reap, whose seeds are sowed,

Smile is that little seed,

Which will surely breed,

And make royal every little deed,

Being helpful in every need.

C'mon now, let us spend some time together,

Spent it wholely in the world of laughter.

C'mon my friemds, let us jump so high...

So that even we can fly,

To touch above that dark blue sky,

And break away all sorrowful ties.