Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Situation

She is the one who makes me embarrassed
Sometimes again I pull her leg
Sometimes she makes me move back a step
Sometimes I move forward just because of her
It’s because of her that moments become special
Walking together side by side holding our hands
Its her when I want to forget a time
It’s only she who makes me cry, feel good,
Gives me company takes away my companion
It’s she who gives me friend, and also enemy
She makes me successful,
Sometimes makes me meet failure
She gives me pain also leads me to the road of euphoria…
She?? She’s SITUATION !!!


Thanks to someone who helped me to play with words for this poem

Monday, March 1, 2010

The Lost Me



When I was kid I dreamt touching the sky,
I played and dreamt of flying high,
I was tought to read and write
I read and write, I dream to fly high.
Slowly I started reading books
Books of study, books of stories
I made it a habit of reading books
Books of all kinds, books of tales
I read, I draw, I dream of flying high
I love flowers, so I tried
Bought some pots and planted those
The first bud on the plant
First flower form the bud
I was flying high, touching the sky
Days passed, Years passed
I was changing, so my habits
Left  beside my childhood
Dreams despaired, wings despaired        
I lost myself, my innocence my dreams.