Saturday 23 January 2016

If I met you little earlier in life

I wonder how things would have been,
If I met you little earlier in life,
I could have done much more to make you mine.
Could have taken you on a ride of my dreams,
To make you realize how you exists in every part of me.
How your laughter drives me crazy,
And the way you look at me feel little mad.
Your voice always reminds me of all the sweetness god has put in you,
And your care prompts me to be a better person.
But as you are going away,
That indicated goodbye has start something in me,
That can’t be explained in words.
Looks to me a long thread of suffering,
But it is worth, as if it not hurts then it is not love.

Her Eyes

Today, for the first time
I looked into her eyes.
They appeared to be indefinable but familiar.
I fell deeply in the midst of charcoal coloured eyes.

There was shine much more than of stars.
Seem to be so inviting to me.
And I located my home there,
I felt these are the eyes I was looking for.

 I found my senses were talking to her heart.
Time was running fast,
But her eyes wanted me to stare more,
I tried but found myself losing into it.

I found a mirror in those eyes,
Where I can always find myself smiling.
I want to see the world with her eyes.
I want her eyes to become a path of my dreams.

Wish, I could ever last there
Till my last breath.
I asked her, will you allow?
In the end, she denied.

Tuesday 5 January 2016

With you ...

We have met like; two tunes of melody have met.
Your eyes are the color of earth,
You are the music I want to listen daily.

Each sunrise witness the thoughts flooded inside my heart,
And night witnesses the calmness your voice has provided to me.
You have allowed me to experience something very hard to find,

You are like the brightest star of darkest night.
With you everything seems magical and glooming so perfect.
I don’t think you will ever fully understand how you have made me who I am.

And when you'll go, I will not loose the grip of emotions.
Your shadows will always remain in my eyes.
We are like two shores of river, which never meet but stay together.