As we walk :)

As we walk down the path,

Heading hand in hand to the woods,

Chirping birds and singing koels,

Flowers and fruits swarming like bees,

And the animals watching hidden behind piles of leaves.

The tall mountains standing,

Ornamented with thick snow,

Wild flowers crying silently,

As I step on them,

Pleading for mercy,

An insect bite reddens my cheek,

I turn to you with anger,

You smile to the insect,

 And point out the frail being under my boots.

I feel ashamed as I turn to see,

Only to find a wild one dead,

While pleading for mercy,

In her own home,

I came to taste a view of the spectacular forest,

But oh! What did I do?

I still try to argue,

You seem sad,

And you pull my hand as we run.

I huff and sniff as we run through shady trees,

But have no nerve to question you,

I can’t keep up with you,

But you pull me around,

Exhaustion causes me to shout,

While we reach the end of tall trees,

And a small pond comes in view.

All animals, big and small,

Gathered together,

Respecting each other,

Drinking water,

I try to comprehend my feelings,

To feel more guilty,

And a lesson so precious I learn,

Into the wild,

As you and I walk....

Miles away....

I feel  far away,

Miles from my own self,

Less than an ounce,

For some free time to ponder,

To look to the light,

And see great might,

In what seemed dull & slight.

My day’s heavily filled,

With every emotion,

Of love and sorrow,

Ever so graceful,

And ever so sinful,

I look to the beauty,

Surrounding me,

Taking me miles away.

Love as much you may,

Cry your heart out,

To find out the only truth,

Only to find yourself,

Miles away....


Its very ambiguous about my feelings to feel this way... Its the same... happens every day, sometimes I am here the rest in my world.

Straight from my heart!

I find it hard to express my feelings, sometimes I think its just not worth it, with the many arguments I have with myself, I die every second of my existence and that still captures my fantasy to having a rosy life. I argue again, is it wrong to dream?....... A dream wherein you dream about the impossible, and still you want it.... Huh! 

I  choose to love you in Silence…                    

For in silence I receive no rejection

I choose to love you in Loneliness…

For in loneliness no one owns you but I.

 I choose to love you from a Distance…

For distance will shield us from pain.

I chose to imprison you in my thoughts…

cause in my thoughts, freedom is for me to decide.

I choose to hold you in my Dreams…

For in my dreams, you have no end.

 That is what you are to me.

In all honesty, I find it hard to believe, 

that I will ever love somebody, the same way I loved you.’

Note: These words are not mine..... But still they are straight from my heart! I got these words from Deepika's blog

My target!

Looking  far to the mountains,

I want to climb upon,

My heart  leaps on the thought,

Considering all the dangers,

My hands fidget like springs,

Eyes mark those delicate features,

The very line of my sight,

Tells me story.

Of men in green,

Fighting for something,

Best known to them,

As for the benefit of their nation,

I see blood and sacrifice,

Absolute dedication,

And love for the unknown.

Eyes never leave that peak,

The highest one,

I dream and admire most,

Like many things in life,

I dream about,

But yet unlike all,

The desire is profound.

To achieve the greatest,

And leave the average,

Only to discover a behest,

Of the unknown,

To live in peace,

And  find a solitude,

In pondering about the worst,

Which tells a story in the least.

Thinking as I stand,

Wonder how much as I may,

Think about the men in green,

Recollect all the stories as I am,

I get to know just one thing,

My desire is the greatest,

To behold,

If they did,

Then I will,

Marching I am,

To achieve the biggest,

Of my only life

  My target! 

I still hold....

The things that hold me in,

Make me remember you,

And cause me unbound hurt,

Are yours alone only.

I run away from them,

As much as I can I ignore,

I try to keep my mind occupied,

And but still in my times of solitude,

Your memories come running back to me.

Why do I still think of you?

Why do you live in my heart?

Why is my solitude filled with your thoughts?

Questions are numerous,

Answers none.

My heart causes me deep pain,

It has ceased to exist for me,

The pain of deceiving is more to me,

‘cause my heart ain’t mine anymore!

A new day

Eyes fight back sleep,

Fret over the mild pandemonium,

To the distant sound of the usual chatter,

Of markets selling fresh veggies,

Vendors shouting to attract customers,

A feast of sweets, chocolates and love,

Of granny  calling small kids over,

To taste the freshly baked muffins & cookies.

The sun already rose,

Behind  far hill,

In the different hues of yellow,

To mark the beginning of a new morning mellow ,

Dew drops on leaves flicker ,                                  

Flowers on the hill top dance,

Fresh fruits wait to be plucked,

On this brand new morning.

Come out of dreams,

A voice shouts,

Fluttering open my eyes,

I stretch on the bed,

Look  out to the far hill,

Greet my friend sun,

With  a promise of a beautiful fun,

And a Smile that can fill,

The void of this morning,

Marking the new beginning........