Broken Thoughts

So easy it is to make new ties
but hard to break the old one!
Easier it is to love someone
but hardest to stop loving someone!

Ironical Discomfort

when some grief reaches you
they say it look at the one
who is more distressed and more depressed
and you will know you are better than a lot others,
you have lot more than what others have not .
To this I wonder how selfish human instincts could be
to find comfort in others's pain.
How ironic it is that someone's greater suffering lighten the burden of our soul!!
What an ironic discomfort it create to my soul!!

The Mysterious Mystery!

Darkest and the scariest of paths
we have travelled together
The beautiful memories of life
we have created together
I believed you were my shadow
so much we have walked together
I thought I knew what true love is
confident was I for what life means

And then in the brightest of sunny days
my shadow left me alone in the hot blaze.
Disillusioned was I,over my impudent thought
that I believed I knew life !!
This mysterious mystery called Life
You know her not ,the very moment you think you know her!
She makes two strangers lovers
and the lovers to strangers!!
Such is the mystery of life.
I know it now that I know her not!
and I thank the Lord for it ,
had i known her before
Some of those peaceful moments then
could have happened no more.

let me dream a false dream o my heart!

let me dream a dream, O my heart
let me dream a false dream
where you and I are together again
under the cool warmth of the moonlight
with nobody around ..without any sound
let me go again on that roof
to see your shining face in the moon
let me shy the same way again
when i saw myself in thy eyes
for the first time
let me dream a false dream o my heart!

These cracked graves

passing through these old graves
i hear the sounds of people naive
some teenage giggles and some nascent chuckles
some adults whining and some old age wrinkles

pondering through the cracks on these graves
as the water of the rain seeping down
I see the shallowness of life
just the depth of these graves down

I see the world that has gone by
their fears and those tears when they cry
their lost hopes and broken dreams
all similar to ours it seems

infinitesimal is what the life is
says so these cracked graves
palaces and pyramids and paths we paved
oblivious that we will reside below these graves
says the invincible truth ,these cracked graves

Scattered!

I was also a human once
unlike the familiar pieces scattered
before thy absence left me shattered
in these abandoned paths.
I Look into each piece and sigh
because some reflects your shadows and some my smiles
Carefully i pick them up
and they echo the tale of our good times.
Collecting and reconciling my scattered self
my hope has become stronger
to be alive again in my distant dreams
because I was also a human once

Best Thought I have ever read!

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
Writer : Steve Jobs

The World is still shining!

The World is still Shining!!



When the words seem frozen

And the opportunities seem chosen

The melodies from life seem stolen

And the morality from people seems fallen.

But when I look into your eyes Dear

I see the world is still Shining.



When the compassion in people seems dried

And their judgments seem all tried.

When the lips of truth have cried

And the rights of humans denied.

And I am all helpless

To help my helplessness

And then when I look into your eyes Dear

I see the world is still Shining.

The Familiar return of emptiness

I am present in my life each day and each passing day I watch myself making it busy with working, eating ,talking, shopping , meeting my friends and family.
From a distance I watch myself and each day I avoid returning to my very own self.
With every return to myself I bring back a bundle of gone days,a handful of smiles, a pinch of resentments, some more gray strands of hair and the very much familiar emptiness of life.

Feel Alive

O Lord of all the busy moments I pass by
I stopped today for a moment and took a sigh
Had a deep breath into life and a quick memory drive
I remembered and realized I am still ALIVE.
I have a life and I can feel
tear drops in the corner of my eye i can conceal
I can smile at little things
and I can fly without wings
I can be angry at you and for little things I can complain
With all good and the bad I still sustain
Thank u o Lord for this feeling
Feeling of feeling Alive :-)