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A normal human girl... A lover of words... A romantic in and outside... A dreamer she happens to be... A reader, so deep she happens to be that she sometimes forgets that its just books and not real life....

One of the weirdest Girl you'll come across... A Fun bomb she indeed is...

You can give her a diamond ring, she might forget you as soon its shine dims.... but give her a book, she'll remember you forever...


Sunday, February 26, 2012

A Love Story



Soft wind drifts around,
Her hair danced with them...
Flirting with his eyes...
Her eyes translucent...
Her lips, a deeper shade of wine...
Her face, a carnation...
The corners of her lips,
Moves apart slowly...
Involuntarily, so does his...

His eyes doting on her...
Through the corner of her eyes
She watches him...
His eyes half closed...
The tissue in his hand fell down...
He doesn’t seem to notice...
Watching her is what he does...
A grin left her lips...
As if my a invisible force
His lips gave the way for a smile...

 Here I stand, under the shade
They don't seem to notice me...
Busy in each other they seems to be...
The realm of love
Floating round...
How can my heart not smile?
For so innocent is that gesture...
The passion as fresh as the dew...
I gave a sigh, a moment of envy...
Ah, love! A bow of nectar...

Monday, February 20, 2012

Of Pain




I wish I could please you
With these little songs I write...
Letting you know about my love
The feeling you give me...
About our love, so beautiful
About you, so adorable
But alas, I fail
For you hate me writing...
Never did you bother to glance at them
You push them off like crap
But trust me my love, they aren't.
They are just pieces of my heart
All in front of you...
I see them all praising them,
The words I crafted for you...
And heavily does it hurt me...
For you care none of the same...
I know not the reason for this vintage
But certainly I hope one day it subsides...
So that one day you'll read them and
Know what you really mean to me...

Broken Dreams


Towards the end of the day i am exhausted
The days are so busy, 
trying to keep thoughts of you at bay..
yet every once in a while something turns up
and i suddenly starts to miss you...
I cry out my pain in agony that I can't speak out...
i dry my eyes and pastes a smile for the world...
I laugh like a loon all day...
cracking jokes and poking fun...
To stop the tears that flows out... 


Bunches of Roses




Red, erotic bunches
stands in the pot...
the petals baptized in blood...
speaking of love, they are...
they whisper to each other
As I caress them...
trickling them with my finger...
Messages of love and friendship
they shouts loud...
Of lust so deep and enchanting...

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Betrayal




Here i stand among the flock of mirage..
the rings of betrayal ringing loud...
An unknown force squeezes my heart...
it feels like bursting off...
Odd, it seems to be, as the events turns out to be...
trust shook like a profess of a loon...
On this long lost path i stand in wonder...
a malice of things all around me
going merry-go-round, splitting in my eyes...
of love so longed for...
Of people so cared for...
Of simply happy things so anticipated for...
A Brut, they all are...
Betrayal; cold, harsh, profound,
A knife they all form, with their blood,
into my heart they stab...

of love



I had been in love with him since a while
in love with the sound of his voice...
the twinkle in his eyes every once in a while...
The softness of his lips and
the warmness of his hugs...
A heaven he crafted for me...
Those ever changing attitude....
I know i dint plan to fall in love him you,
But the truth be said, 
I would gladly choose to fall in love with you, 
over and over again...
Thanks For coming back each time 
and giving me a piece of you...
No matter how it ends, I know I would love you forever...
For already you own my heart....

Missing Him




Sits her, on the cushion of melancholy
Deep in thought she seems to be...
momentarily does it passes
A feeling of whisper
Softly the breeze blew 
Lightly her lips are caressed...
Opening her eyes
She sees none...
Missing him was it all about. . .