Sunday, 22 February 2015

Confinement

My heart confined
in the confines of feelings
of negative and evil,
burning the soul
of mine

Love is lost
not yet lost
as it breathes it's last
in the prison
of heartbreaks and disappointment

The sweet coated words
attract me towards
the dungeons of traps
of the big bad word
that will bring me down

Fresh wounds seem
like the old ones,
while it hurts exceedingly
though it doesn't hurt anymore.

My dreams are held
in four walls of social laws.
Frustration has reached the extreme
and the adrenaline lava wants to errupt
but the worries of failure
doesn't let it out

So I sit here
in floors of wrecked life,
a life that I chose myself
a destiny that was drawn 
since I was born
to win the acceptance
even when my heart doesn't







Sunday, 15 February 2015

Oh love of mine

Oh Love of mine
you fill my empty life
with sweet blossom love
and fulfill dreams 
of being someone's valentine

We stay apart
where distance between us
is inevitable thorns of rose
so red that defines the color
of the love that binds us

I dream of special night
filled with the calm rays
of moon white as pearls
necklace adorning my neck
while you sleep on my lap
singing love ballads.

Oh my sweet love,
my life is colourless
without your presence.
Love never seemed 
so true and believable
with you in my life

Nothing matters more,
not even the gold
and glittering diamond.
What matters to me
is your smile,
calm and peaceful soul.

Oh love of mine,
with your arrival 
in my invisible life,
I celebrate everyday
the day of love





Sunday, 8 February 2015

Imperfect Love

He makes me cross
with long speeches
about the worldly things
that go above my head
but I watch patiently
at the way his eyes sparkle
when he speaks truth
that I have blinded eyes to

Love is red wine
which tastes better
as the year pass
while we learn
to adjust little here
and little there

He makes me smile
with his poor jokes
that don't make sense
but I laugh like
I found every word
hilariously funny

Love is precious gold
that becomes valuable
as the years pass
while we learn
to enjoy every little joy.

He makes me blush
when he sings
love ballads with affections
pouring out from heart,
making me fall in love
with him again

Love is special
that flows within
invisible network
connecting two hearts,
two souls together
and lone humans one


Monday, 2 February 2015

My Benji Boo



His eyes are hard
like the solid steel,
filled with love
for his master only.

His soul is pure
not mixed with allies
of manipulation and bitterness,
but only unabridged love

He barks loudly
at anyone standing
near his boundaries
set by his owner only






His fur is mixture
of black and golden,
soft and thick
to protect from bitting cold

He loves attention
and walks outside.
Being chained
makes him whine

He will be first love
of my life.
Staring at his
never ending sleeping positions,
listening to the sound
of his restless walks
around the veranda
set by his master only


Sunday, 25 January 2015

The view of the world

The world looks round
from up above in the galaxy
where the blue oceans mixes
with the white thick clouds

There are no borders
imaginary or physical
formed by humans alike
from the nations unlike

Wars waged out
in the name of freedom
while we are caged
by lies of our own perception

Love is four letter word
forgotten by the humans,
the only creature well versed
about this pure emotion.

As the centuries pass by,
with innovations and explorations
of new technology built
for lessening effort and time
has taken away human connections

The day will come
when we will celebrate
the true meaning of freedom
where the borders of difference
in race, culture and community
will merge into one
and love will prevail
in this world that looks round
from up above in the galaxy

Sunday, 18 January 2015

The poison of Juliet

The poison of Juliet
is sweet not bitter,
but mixture of withering
love I have consumed
in my heart
slowly and slowly
drop by drop.

The poison of Juliet
is nor acidic
neither bleach
killing the germs
of misunderstandings and lies

It is not medicine
that can cure my heart
from insecurities
and ward away 
the demons
inside me

It is juice
from the devil,
bringing the havoc
from his jungle
of terror

It is a death,
bringing end
to life of my Poor Juliet,
the better part of my life
and shelter to my soul

I wait for the god of death
while drinking this sweet poison
that consumed my poor darling's life
and concieved by the people
who wished to see us apart




Sunday, 11 January 2015

Love is Mirage

Love is a mirage
in desert of deception
where vultures of false liaison
fly, preying on the innocent heart of mine

Love is a bitch
with fake make up
attracting the sweet souls
to the oasis of hell

Love is wild dream
that is rosy in the night
but is never existent
in real Morden world

Love is shit
that makes you believe
in sunshine beautiful
and calm, peaceful and serene

Love is lie
shown by devil
while he smiles
at the pain of heartbroken

Love is neither red
nor it is grey,
it is colourless
that has bleached my heart
out of all emotions

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