Sunday 23 March 2014

Love long gone


I wait at the porch
with my heart scorch
out of love long gone
But I still don’t know why I yearn
for his touch or at least a sight of him

Love was a drug that
turned a control freak
like me into pyromaniac
I was invisible amongst the crowd
but still happy in my own world

Everything changed within second
when I first saw him standing across
Sparks flew instantly
My heart was stolen
at one glance at him

My conscious stopped me,
from doing this indigenous mistake
But I followed my foolish heart
Love is blind,
We realise this too late

I knew we weren’t perfect piece
And I didn’t mind
When in love,
even crow looks like a dove

World was colourful
I felt beautiful
when I was with him
Everything was right and serene
I had begun to love blue and green

Nights were sleepless one
until I messaged him once
Our messages was more
like one way communication
Just like one sided love

I became obsessed of him
I couldn’t accept anyone except him
He was my prince in shining armour
He replaced my celestial crushes
and made me human again

Alas! This love was long gone
Or was it ever there
Or maybe I was disillusioned
Whatever it was, I was spelled
And then one day came
I fell from the top
All my false dreams came
crashing down
My heart was broken
Not by him,
but by the mirage created by me

He was gone like a wind
leaving me behind
with tears and grief
I lost everything
with foolish hopes still shining

Saturday 15 March 2014

Missing

Her blue strapless summer dress,
with less or no make up
And long black tresses
Tumbling on her face
Are the last reminders of that day.

I wish I was more firm
While saying no
I wish I was more stringent
And didn't stumble
To her kind request of  night out
At so called popular club

" It's just a night out,
All my girl friends will be there"
She had said with pleading  eyes
That melted my heart
And sigh! I said yes!

Hours turned into days,
My little girl didn't turn up
Where did she go?
Is she fine?
My concerns gave me sleepless nights

'Missing !' ' Disappearance !' had become
Common words around me.
As the news of her disappearance spread
People came from various areas of life
To help me trace my baby

Police stations was my home now,
With me spending more time there
The club where she hung out
The people she was around,
Anything or everything about her
had become center of my life

' She must have run away'
' She must have been abducted'
' She must have been murdered'
' She must be used as pawn for human trafficking!'
Ah! These thoughts never left me alone

Forensic evaluation didn't help
Criminal site investigation was useless
Any small clues about her
Only gave me few minutes of peace

Where was she?
Did she feel the pain or sorrow
 the way I am feeling now?
Every minute doesn't go
Without prayer of finding her safe.

I sit on the coach
with my eyes on the front doors.
The same door when I had bid her
For one last time.

I still hope one fine day
she walks into my life
With same blue summer strapless dress
And long  black tresses






Friday 7 March 2014

That Girl


A girl whose is known by everyone
to be soft spoken , delicate and petite
Yeah, she is the same girl
with big dreams in her eyes.


She is tender one with heart
so golden and pure that
she never lets anyone go astray
who comes into her life.


Love and only love,
she looks out for
Alas! she only finds being rebuffed by
her own and unknown.


She has never been insufficient
in case of money or love or people
but I don’t know what she still desires
Whatever it is ,her pale face shows it all.


She is neither flamboyant not bubbly,
but can get wild when she wants to
She is a plain jane who knows
how to stay invisible in smoking hot LBD





She is not your typical girl
with long hair and bright smile
But she is a girl on whom
you can count on


Fury is her last name
Adamant is her right
which she will never forgo for anything
She is right and always right ( Don’t you ever tell that she’s wrong)


Romance is her favorite expression
She listens to taylor swift songs
and watch chick flicks intently
But she will always state that she is not girly





Books are her best friends or
can I say treasure of her life
which she cannot share at any cost
A please may change her mind though



She falls into love instantly
but she can’t get out of it
sooner than she fell for it
Though she believes love was never for her.


She is unforgiving and merciless
but one hug and smile
can do wonders by
melting her cold heart


She feels insecure and broken
but for the people around her
she never lets them feel them same
with her constantly cheering and encouraging them


She is amazing listener
but awful advisor
She will be there for you
but she will only be supportive until she trusts you


Writing is her craze
She writes during crazy hours of night
Even if her eyes and hands don’t
give her company


She hardly complains
but when she does
she wants someone to listen
Unfortunately she hardly finds them


Loving her is difficult
yet not complicated
Though people think they love her
No one has successful got inside her heart




Fake and untrue stuff are
not her thing and if she finds them
she will throw them out like
dust and garbage


She may look vulnerable and weak
but she is strong and firm
What she needs, she gets it
not by evil means but by fruitful methods


Call her innocent or inflexible
Call her angel or devil
Call her mature or childish
Call her anything you please, she doesn;t mind


What matters to her
is your attention and loyalty
If she gets these two things,
she is only yours


And you must be wondering
whether this is all
about the girl I like or
someone I am close then
you are wrong because
that girl is me!






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