Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Heaven & Hell





                                       
                                   
            I was never promised the heaven but hell poured out loud.

Sometimes you have to miss someone forever....





With each sip of coffee, she looked out of the restaurants wide window. 


It was cloudy and she couldn’t see those towers any more. She missed him as he was among those in World Trade Center during the attack. 

Window suddenly had tears as the sky was crying along with her heart. 


Sunday, July 31, 2016

That's what a poet does when he sees pains, he pens it down..

"I'll steal the pain from your heart, write a poem and will give it to you to read it with a cup of hot coffee"

- Reena Kapoor




Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Who won ?

Putting an end to the conversation, he thought that he won.
He shouted the last words and silence followed.
It was dark and the parking lot was empty.

She turned away walking alone into the dark road, the further she went, the distance grew.

He stood by his car and she joined the darker trees.
As she moved towards the unknown, he could barely see her and now realised the loss when she was away, alone and free.


Life will again become worth living !


Touch some people and they will hurt,
Learn and unlearn as quick as possible.
More open you are to others makes you more vulnerable for the coming pain.
So, learn and unlearn the grief, sadness, sorrow and pain.
Forget the touch if unable to forgive the person.

Life will again become worth living!!

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

With a power of TWO

                                      With a power of two !


I have me when I am tired,
I hug my self whenever it is required,
I have me when it gets too low,
I hug my self with power that glow,

I have me when the pain grows,
I smile when the wind blows,
I hug myself when it gets harder,
I assure my dreams that they have the inner power,



I have me when i come out of fire,
I hug my self for the selfless desire,
I feel happy for what was planned,
I am grateful that my soul is now tanned,

I hug my self when I have to cry,
I have me when the eyes get dry,
I cry it out like you all do,
But I have my own self with a power of two.