Under the covers of hopelessness ....

Under the covers of hopelessness
A false promise whispers secretly

The wind sways in
The moon's half cup shining gladly

 Light curtains fly over my face
My arms rest on the white window

No gentle thought seeks shelter
My mind a home for worry

It grows in number
As i grow old...

Friends are many..so are memories
But a different path calls for my attention

Who knows where joy resides
Flowers bloom to die

I am just another person
Writing a letter to the "why"...

Distance is just an excuse
Stars live in a person's heart

 The dreams break as the sun pours out its rays
I strive through this battle

I am trying to find that name
The one who will understand ..without me having to say

A life etched in a wish
Crowded shadows eat up the prayers


A lonesome me still dares to ask for more
Grief's pattern is grim and intense for me to weep

Do words make me feel better?
Maybe...

Is my destiny's ink fading away?
It's good if it does.....

For long i have tried to be the master of my mind
Trying to break free from the haunting thoughts caged in my heart..

One day will arrive
Time can't be my slave

One day you will wake up to love me...
One day you will be left with only my memories...

Under the covers of hopelessness
A false promise whispers secretly..

The Rains...

I remember the first time I saw your face..
Sweat running down…and those big brown eyes…that lent me a smile that day..
It rained..
And way you looked out of the window…
And held those rain drops in your hand..
I watched like a bashful kid
Hiding..smiling…wishing to freeze that moment
I remember the first time we spoke…
And I couldn’t find the words..
But you spoke first and made it easy for me…
I remember all those times I would wait until you left..
Wait for you to turn around and look at me…
Even after you had said good-bye..
Cus I wished to see that smile that meant everything in the world to me..
And all of that has me waiting till today..holding on to the words- it’s meant to be…
But today.. it rained again…just like the very first day..
And an hour feels like a millennium
A thought feels like a lifetime..
These memories are overwhelming
I am lost …waiting for your brown eyes to find me..
So that this stranger’s heart can once again ..begin to see..
A world that is beautiful moment after moment..
A world that means something to her..
But for now she lives…hoping the rains will once again.. bring us together! 

 (in the memory of 3rd july 2005...11.37 am...sunday)