Monday, February 8, 2010

D only truth...


You are being missed evry moment…
And I know, you are missing me more than I do…

whenever you speak to me, I hear only one question…
I presume you are reading my silence…
I'm trying my best to reach you…
but right now d settings are not in my hand…
I will have to be here to be there with you…
I can see the world contracting…
Its not very long wen w'll be together…
Till then let it pretend to be my sweetheart…
And let me enact to fondle the nigglings…
Soon w’ll b one…
And the whole existence w'll come to know of the only truth…
our love…

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

M not rite………………….


A man is at his worst when he pretends to be gud… Dis is wot m doin dese dayzz. M doin wot dey want me to do rather dan wot i want to do… y? May b m scared… but scared of wot? Y m not able to gather courage to follow ma heart?? I really don know d answer… but again as dey say wotevr happens, happens for gud only…

m turned mute n she is roaring
she is none else dan me, she is scoring
i tried to put d blame on my ‘I’
‘I’ consented but did question ‘why?’
coz m weak, m actin audacious
At far i hear, laughter n cry in a chorus
tryin to construe things at dis odd hour of nite,
wen wid every tick of time i know, im not rite………………….