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Tuesday, August 14, 2007

My Rose



I wanted to plant a beautiful rose,
One so sweet and beautiful to the eye.
I planted a single seed, made sure it was watered, gave it sunlight - which
Shined brightly onto the soil.

Days came and went,
Nights passed away;
My rose finally began to grow!

Soon my rose began to bud.
What a beautiful sight to see!
I had given birth to my own,
And what a joyous occasion it was!
So precious; I wanted to stay with it day and night.
How its life gave vibrance and sweet simplicities of things I adored.

Then darkness came and reigned over my lovely rose;
Taking away its radiant appeal.
The color bled.
Its stem went limp.
My rose was dead.

Shattered Pieces


Inside my sleeve, I pull out my heart,
handing it to you, "careful it's fragile,
and easily falls apart."

Extending your arms, you take the heart in
your tender warm hands.
It falls into a million shattered pieces - on
the floor it lands.

You begin to bend down to pick it up, sorrow and
sadness in your eyes.

Apologies are not enough.

Looking at you with tears in my eyes,
I ask you not to pick up the pieces of a heart
that has fallen apart.

I am the one who needs to pick up the pieces of
my shattered heart - one by one, piece by piece.

I need to put it together again, some how. some way.

Each piece of my heart has a memory so true.
Each piece of my heart has part of you.

You are the one who is leaving to start a new lease on life.
I'll just be here on my knees picking up the pieces of a
heart that feels like it's being pierced with a knife.

All my tears won't keep you near
All my tears won't mend what's not here.

Again I look at you with a whisper in my voice,
The only way my heart will mend and finally be complete,
is if you and I can come together without being discreet.
You see, what we have here and today, helps me face the
world, with a love for you that gives a glow -
but now, my darling, you made a choice.

My heart is on this floor, shattered and broke.
With each piece I pick up -
I need to learn to let go.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Realms of my past,


Looking back in the Realms of my past,
Trying to remember when did I laugh last,

When was the breeze as cool as a Mother's touch,
When was the day when I was happy so much;

When the raindrops felt on me, seemed like kisses,
When I was 'I', keeping away all the riches;

The time which made me think I was in HEAVEN,
Flying, soaring high as if in CLOUD SEVEN;

Moments of eternal bliss, moments of hope,
The moments in which my fears, tensions and worries just eloped;

When even a harsh sound seemed like a LOVE SONG,
When everything seemed right and nothing was wrong;

When the only thing in my mind was LOVE & LOVE,
I felt I was free and could fly like a DOVE;

That blissful moment, which was more of a TREASURE,
It gave me My Life, the world of PLEASURE;

Looking back into the Realms of my past,
I can recall in a CLICK, its not that much far;

The days of such feelings, the days of pure DEVOTION,
Afew days back it all happened, when LIFE was in motion;

The days spent with my "ANGEL" come into my mind,
Those precious moments, those PEARLS and DIAMONDS I can never find;

The Love I received is enough for me,
To take care of myself and the gift given by thee;

Will spent rest of my life with the Dose called Angel's Love,
Coz the love is Pure, sent from ABOVE;

You may not be there with me always,
But still your love in my heart will lay;

Love seed sown, will be nurtured always,
Symbol of love, those golden rays;

My gratitude towards my Angel for showering ADORATION,
For giving me so much, and loving me with so much adulation;

To my angel I just wanna say,
You will be there on my mind all day;

Your Love I will find in the giggles of a child,
Your every emotion, may be harsh or mild;

Thanks for all that you gave to me ,
You made my Life, and life said to me;

"Keep moving 'Deepali'; for this is called 'LIFE',
You've still someone's LOVE to Cherish and Strive.