Wednesday, June 29, 2011


I HATE YOU

Out of coverage area but she thinks I am down,
When time comes to please me she‘ll never miss a noun,
Varied views, varied fears, never bids her thoughts adieu,
Loves me madly, though she thinks I don’t understand her “I HATE YOU”

Calling me without fail every single day,
Has got her bills raising high, but she’ll never ever say
Gestures are many while complaints are few,
Never understanding the meaning she’ll continue saying “I HATE YOU”

A person, like her in life, is a dream come true,
She, might be in hell of her life but will always see you through,
Surprises you , will she , because she will never let one expect,
Instinctively she will say it again what! “I HATE YOU”

I know that I am bad but promise her to be better,
The day I die, under my grave she will find only a single love letter,
This will read like this “My life was in drought where you came as an eternal drop of dew”,
Never did anything worthwhile, but today I wanna tell, same pinch, “I TOO H…. LOVE YOU”.

Monday, June 27, 2011


♥‘FAR’ ahway…..♥

She never knew what I wanted to say,
She never  felt that there will be  a day;
When I will cry aloud looking at her face
But on the field of my eyes won’t let those tears play.


I murmured her name even while I was breathing fast
 Her early arrival could have changed my dreaded past
May be I spoke a bit too soon or I just blabbered
Pardon my emotions as long they wouldn’t last.


Still expecting from her the list of many a romantic song,
Still hearing the voice which would never let me go wrong,
I know she will leave me and go away soon,
But as long as it shines lemme  enjoy the full moon.


Her smile though gives me a reason to fight,
She is the protagonist in this saga of plight,
It may seem m close to being happy again,
 But believe me  ‘FAR’ ‘AHWAY  is the semblance of light.


Her presence made me weak and strong at the same time,
Among all the vices her goodliness stayed the prime,
Just wanna thank her as she was always beside,
I already gifted her my breath, just the ‘self’ is lingering aside.

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