Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Strange but true
known to few
Hidden in you
In the silence it brew
Initially transient than dew
With passion it grew
Its the art we drew
Its the treasure we lose when caught in blue
Its nothing but the dream which guides us through

Friday, December 24, 2010

The unnamed child of imagination wakes up silently when I am fast asleep
It looks pleadingly at me with its innocent eyes but soon arrests me with its commanding glare
It cajoles me with its lovely innocent smile but soon engulfs me with its terrible laughter
It whispers mesmerizingly into my ears but soon start screaming into my ears
It stealthily moves across my realms of clarity but it soon zooms and blocks my view
It holds my hand tenderly but soon tightens it to a iron grip hurting me
It takes me to a lovely moonlit garden but soon push me into a dense dark forest
It graciously extends its hand to lift me up but soon withdraws it just to see me fall down
It welcomes me to the perfect world but soon chase me out reminding how imperfect I am
Trembling with fear, Holding back the tear There I wake up half dead
Just to hear someone say "Relax!Its just a Dream"

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Is there any other species in this world as good as human beings in recollecting the best times in their life as worst memories?

Thursday, December 9, 2010

I know I am gonna laugh at it someday
But it does not stop my tears today
I know I am not gonna be killed by it
But that is what makes it more scary
I know its not the end of the world
But what the hell does it mean to me
I know there is a reason behind everything
But that is not a reason to feel better
I know time can heal a lot of things
But will I survive till things heal
I know it was just a foolish dream
But isnt it a glimpse of the reality
I know I am with the best of people
But it does not stop the worst in me to kill me
What fun this life has in playing with me?
When I accept my futility
Why there isnt an easy route to almighty?

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Realization is not that difficult
Acceptance is what the whole thing is about...
Being with someone who makes you feel bad is not the most terrible thing
Its being with someone who makes you confused what you actually feel about them