Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Love My Bestfriend Forever :)

Sometimes in life,
you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life
just by being part of it.
Someone who makes you laugh
until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe
that there really is good in the world.
Someone who convinces you
that there really is an unlocked door
just waiting for you to open it.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Above the Bright Blue Sky :)

There's a Friend for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
A Friend who never changes
Whose love will never die;
Our earthly friends may fail us,
And change with changing years,
This Friend is always worthy
Of that dear name he bears.
There's a home for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
Where Jesus reigns in glory,
A home of peace and joy;
No home on earth is like it,
Nor can with it compare;
And everyone is happy,
Nor could be happier there.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Happy Birthday To ME :)

When I heard the sound of the siren, 
And listened as it faded into the distance, 
I knew then... this could be a good day! 

When I read the entire obituary column, 
And could not find my name listed in it, 
I knew then... this could be a good day! 

When I answered the call from the IRS, 
And they informed me of a coming refund, 
I knew then... this could be a good day! 

When I opened the sweet card from you
And read, “Wishing you a Happy Birthday, ”
I knew then... I was going to have a great day! 


I sometimes wonder “what was the greatest choice of all my life? ”
I sometimes know without a doubt it was making you my wife
I sometimes sit up late at night just staring into space
I sometimes think the way I treat my families a disgrace
I sometimes go to bed thinking I can be a better man
I sometimes realise words are just the beginning of that plan
I sometimes wake up thinking “today, I will seize the day”
I sometimes make it last until I say something I shouldn’t say
I sometimes find it easier to say something nasty when we fight
I sometimes hear you say I enjoy that, it scares me that you’re right
I sometimes think how life would be if we were never meant to be
I sometimes think you’d be happier if you weren’t stuck with me
I sometimes dream I’m a perfect dad and husband, I think you know it’s true
I sometimes just don’t see the things around the house that you wanted me to do
I sometimes wish I’d thought of them without you having to tell me too
I sometimes know I’ll love you until the very end of time, 
That last sometimes should read Always but I couldn’t make it rhyme. 

I still LOVE him :)

she asks me why.
why did i do something i'd regret?
why did i let go of something i know i cant live without?
and i just stare back. i don't know.
maybe it was the right thing to do.


she laughs at me, she calls me a fool.
look at you now.
can you take it?
i shake my head, no, i can't.
yet, i had to,
it was the right thing to do. maybe.

she nods. yes, you're crazy.
you need him dont you?
you cant bear to part with him, yet you did.
i smiled at myself. of course i need him.
of course i do.
my life crumbled down, i just couldnt break his too.
that would be selfish, and that's wrong.
so i did what i did.
maybe it was the right thing to do.

she sighs. what now?
you've washed your hands of him, yet you watch,
your eyes still search for him and you long to hear his voice again.
what now?
i looked away. yes, it's true.
shameful as it was, i stalk him.
maybe stalk is too weak a word.
i still need him but no, i cant do that.
i'll just fade from his life. silently, like a dying flame.

his life should be perfect. he deserves it.
and i'd do anything to keep him happy,
i loved him, still love him, and i guess,
i'll always love him..


I once met a girl out chasing the rain
Skipping through puddles in blissful refrain
No rules seen, but the way she was grinning
I knew straight off she must have been winning

Her glasses fogged up, her smile full of teeth
And yellow boots like her soul underneath
A bright buttercup shade warm as the sun
Placed a smile on my face where once was none

Raven hair and eyes set on pallid skin
With freckled cheeks and a feminine chin
The little blackbird called to me and said
'Take off your hood, and let it hit your head! '

At once obliged, I removed my raincoat
And joined her in splashing through her small moat
Soaked to the bone after an hour or two
We shuffled inside for some tea and stew

A romp in the rain and a shared soup bowl
Then I bid adieu to her eyes of coal
Blackbird, my blackbird, never again seen
But I think of you often when the skies aren't so serene..

Sexy, sexy, sexy :)

 yes darling
i want u
yes my dear
i really see the beauty in u
i love your body
your graceful walk
your subtle curves
yes sweetheart
i want u
i need u
i gotta have you
in my arms
in my bed
sexing me
yes gorgeous
i love everything
your smile
your dreams
the way you touch me
the way you love me
the way you kiss me
yes sexy
i’m yours
i’m hungry
i’m passionate
i’m thinking only of u
yes beautiful
yes dear
yes honey
yes baby
i’m yours
until the end of time

Friday, September 24, 2010


 I hang my head in my burning palms,
tears sting against my soul, searching
for the calm. Heartaches like never
before, broken, so lonely and torn.

Never to see the light, no tunnel to
be seen, sitting here alone, within my
silent screams. No hand to reach for, no
one to hold me close, I have never
felt so alone.

No one to pull me to safety, no one to
turn to, just broken hearted, searching
for life anew. No embrace, just tears
that fall down my face.

No guarantees on life or love, nothing
but dark clouds linger above. The world
tightens her grip with every breath I take,
making the next step impossible to take.

Alone in a world, the void is here, taking
over my being, taking my life, but in this
void I lose the strife. Haunting thoughts
consume me, just looking through these
tears, just wanting to be free.


Nature is beautiful
nature is fun
love it or hate it
nature is something to love
nature is god's gift to us

Nature we love
wate and feed nature
Nature water's and feed's us
god gave us nature
we cant live with out it
nature makes us

i know nature
Nature is beautiful
Nature is about the earth
nature has flower; s and weed's
weed's or flower's nature is us


 Please don't tell me what you think you know
Because I know you don't
And I think you should go
Don't you dare tell me what is right from wrong
I already know
So I don't need you anymore

I walked through hell with my head held high
And you weren't there
You just stood on by
I looked the devil in his blood shot eyes
You were too scared
And I got by

Where are you when I need you the most?
'I'll be on my way.'
But you never show
So don't tell me what you think you know
You don't know best
And I think that
You should go 


Last night a suppressed sob filled my bed room, 
I got up and delved into the gloom, 

Huddled together in a desolate corner, 
Were my beloved friends from my land and across the shore, 

They looked distraught and forlorn, 
Apparently grieving over the era bygone, 

I knew they had seen better days, 
They had endeared us all in many ways

They had adorned our walls and rooms by their presence with grace, 

They were a part of our family since good old days, 

To the young and old, they were companions and treasure of their secrets, 

To sad hearts and souls in solitude, 
They were calm companions , 
Who would patiently counsel, cajole and hold hands

But today, years of loneliness had taken its toll, 
I could see tears from their eyes ceaselessly roll

They used to be shared with pride, 
Discussed at length during a long train ride, 

Sprawling on my bed and staying awake till wee hours of morning, 
They had shared many moments of my life and swayed in the swing, 

They remembered their long journeys from lands yonder, 
And entering our homes welcoming them -so eager, 

Hidden in their pages were soft messages exchanged between romantic souls, 
Disguised as 'notes' blooming into tender flowers

Dry petals of preserved flowers between pages tell a nostalgic tale
Of exchanged books and feelings a fragrance they exhale, 

They hold between their pages many epic battles, 
Told with great exuberance by authors and poets of repute, 

They hold lovely canvas of colourful nature and literary arts, 
And lifelike imagery of Scotland Alps, 
Of Kashmir and Himalayas

They have inscribed on their pages, 
The voice of Shelley, Byron and Kalidas, 

Pictures from children 's story book often wonder, 
Kids in the house do not take them out to their friends any more

They do not sit on the bicycle carrier with pride and go out, 
To be taken to the college by master, a scholar of great repute

The pages have now turned yellow, 
Years of disuse has withered away the once decorative cover, what a sorrow! 

Moth eaten leaves have made their heart weak
But they wonder with whom do they speak, 

Across a few steps a computer screen emits its demonly blue light, 
We know it has a lot of might, 

He has brought us to this state, 
Alas! Times have changed, no one likes the leisurely pace, 

How I wish they knew the warmth of a book and its caring grace, 
Give me a little time and some space 


Like a car without a driver
Like a plane without a pilot
Like a boat without a captain

Like a town without a person
Like a hole without a space
Like a map without a place

Like a suit without a man
Like a shoe without a foot
Like a hat without a head

Like a cry without a child
Like a bark without a dog
Like a smile without a face

Like me




Life defines in Metabolism,
In reproduction,
we make our miniature selves,
our look alike
In the power of adaptation,
like what is in now,
What is fashionable,
how I blend with all of you
How I mimic you,
how I become a clown to you,

Life in being nice
This is my life A short and a merry one
This my life In the middle of my own life
To life,
a life,
in the hope of discovering the meaning of my life,
My speech my poetry
Come to life with me
To the life,
for the life of one like me,
Not taking this life in my own hands,
To life,
this is life
As big as life
as large as life is large
In resiliency,
in elasticity
Animations, cartooning, animate,
I vivify
I vilify
I liken
The life force in my life’s functions
Drawn from life
to life drawn
Dream to life a life full of dreams
This liveliness, this sparkle
This effervescence of life,
this bubbling life like wine
This sprightliness like soft
Drink like energy drinks
This verve,
this vigor
this vivacity
Of life to life as big as life
My life
This is my life
This me I am life
I am energy
i am in this 
poem trying to run
away from everything in my life,
running in life
to life and life,
because of life,
for life.