Should I wait? Just as the blue firmament awaits His beloved earth in the distant horizon? Or I have to wait till I get wrinkled or wizen?
Should I wait Just as the grass, through the night, awaits The early morning dew Or I have to wait Till you understand my point of view. Should I wait Just as the birds await rain in midsummer? Or I have to wait Till you find me to be a comer? Should I wait As love transcends All tangible boundaries of reason, As it is everlasting, and knows no season. Should I wait Till the perdition takes over the entire universe? Or the sweet, innocent, lass wants me to bleed forever, though dynasties pass??
Whenever I strive to forget,
The memories you beget ;
A lump of grief climbs up my throat,
As tears in my eyes appear to float.
I sit with my head down,
but clutching my heart , my mind wants to frown .
Is loving you truly my fault?
Why do you say no, why do you give me such a jolt ?
It was you who, again, started talking ,
Were you playing with my emotions and just mocking ?
Tears in my eyes start raining down my cheeks,
While in my heart, it creates more shrieks.
I ask to God with all the pain ,
'' Why do you always have to give me all the strain ?
Why is it always me ?
And everybody else should go scotfree''?
God beams and says to me,
'' I gifted love that you yearned for thee'' .
A fractured heart never heals. Its like an injury left unattended forever.With every passing day, it appears to mitigate, but it doesn't. With the slightest prodding, it resurfaces again and makes one aware of its existence. And thus, this vicious cycle of pain, ache & misery continues.....
What should I do when looking at you
The inner most domain of my heart says,'' I love you''.
Your big dark eyes widen in disbelief
As you say ''I dont believe you''.
I turn taciturn when I see someone,
Comparing you to a mere lifeless, brainless, dummy doll.
The poor fella doesn't know you.
You are someone whom even scholars fail to describe.
You are someone who may, to a very small extent,
Be compared to the fragrance of a rose.
That can only be felt, never be explained.
I wish I could show you, ripping my heart apart,
How priceless & incomparable you are.
You may , to a very small extent,
Be likened to the sunshine in a wintry morning,
That spreads warmth to my heart
You may be the splash of rain
That gives new life to the thirsty world
Under the scorching sun in summer.
I picture your most innocuous look
As the droplets of water fall all around
From your wet hair, after the morning shower.
I remember your pouting lips ,
Resembling the soft petals of a rose
Every time you get off-mood