When I am with you

I can be myself when I am with you…

Because you make me feel like I have never felt before…

I can tell you anything…any crap…can vent any amount of frustration…& you have started listening to it…

Your undying faith is what keeps the flame of love alive….

You and me together…simply create MAGIC….

Thinking of you, fills me with a wonderful feeling…

Your love gives me the feeling, that the best is still ahead…

You never give up on me, and that’s what keeps me going…

You are simply irresistible….

Your terrific sense of humour…

I have had the best time of my life with you and I owe it all to you.

When I look into your eyes, I can see your heart…

Your love has helped me to rediscover myself…b confident…

I love to walk with you by my side…It makes my journey better…

I love that feeling of being secure when you wrap your arms around me…

I love the way you keep your cool when I do something stupid…

I like your small gestures that speak volumes about how much you care…

You mean the world to me…

I love the way you patch up with me after a stupid fight…

And, of course, your intelligence, ’cause you were smart enough to fall in love with me.........:) 

The Newness of Life

The newness of life
every second every moment we realize
from the 1st tear in our eyes 
to the washed clothes that dries.

The sun that rise
The moon that smile
Feather that fly
To the leaves that shy

The newness of life
every second every moment we realize

The pen that writes 
the fingers that Types
A baby's Cry.,..
The Affection - that guides.

Blood that heart Supplies
Every deep breath which make u feel rise
Horizon where earth & sky coincide

The newness of life
every second every moment we realize

The Biscuits that comes in slice
& what is so called customized
The fruit that ripe
to the money that Buy’s

The view of the earth from a Satellite
to the marching of ANTS with a perspective LARGER than SIZE -)

The newness of life
every second every moment we realize

Bachelor reading Married Couples Guide
Grey hairs dipped in a Black Dye
Emotions that drives
Drawing HEART in a shape of a KITE

Blinking of Eyes
Yawning at night
comparison of a fish & Human's diet....

The newness of life
every second every moment we realize!

If Today

If today was the last day of my life
I would leave all worries aside
I would be thankful to be alive
I would be all right
I would just smile

If today was the last day of my life
I would stop to smell the roses
I would appreciate all that surrounds me
I would be friendly, and I would laugh
I would take the time to be closer

If today was the last day of my life
I would pass on peace
I would be generous
I would pass on love
I would deeply breath

If today was the last day of my life
I would accept peacefully all that comes,
including my death,
for death
is just a new beginning.

Love and life (nonsense poetry)

Our hearts collide
Our minds decides
Our body joined
with passion and desires.

The evening calls
with a nightingale songs.
A silent warm embrace
A lovers under the moon
Whispering sweet nothings
As their love reknown.

Yesterday go by
As tomorrow coming by
Past should best left behind.
And better moving on.

As we travel on this journey
We unravel the mystery
Life is such a play
We are the actress and actors to relay.

Love is a trick from heaven's above
Heart just beats for the chosen one
Not everybody is lucky to have one
As the road is not a smooth as we dance.

I miss you

It’s been over a three  month that I am here in a distant land and you are there

I couldn’t resist but think of you at times and wonder

What brought us so close, and what made us part ways…

The best of places we visited, the times we spent together,

The intimate of moments we cherished…

All seem very distant now.

From the beginning, I know you were mine,

But circumstances brought us together and I was more than happy

At times, when you would go to far from me

Words fail me in telling you how much I miss you

And every time you  memory only return to me as hurt and bruised,

 I felt pride in taking care of you

And once you are back on your feet, only I know how happy I feel

With you on my side, even a long drive seemed pretty small

And midnight ice creams and dinners were the happening events

Without you, even Bangalore looks like the Alcatraz prison

My room and office – solitary confinement room in that prison

I miss the soothing and comforting touch of you

I miss holding you in my arms and going places

I miss talking to you in front of me and listening to you sing

I miss your waiting for me and saying me today again you are late

I miss the cool breeze that you blow when I had a rough day

I miss you..... my Life!!!!

Life Struggles

I was the sunshine that cradled your day 

that tried to push the clouds away 
I was the sand that ran between your toes 
when you were four years old 
that soon became the rain you danced in 
from seven to eleven 
And I watched you grow in the glow 
of a moon that beamed 
when you turned thirteen 
How unfair you thought I'd become 
when you turned twenty-one 
because you lost a few dreams 
But I stayed awake when you were out late 
I was the stars 'till you turned twenty-eight 
And when you found your love 
"the one" 
I was glimmer in the eye, the blue sky, the sun 
Then you turned thirty-one 
I became cloud, thunder and shower 
there weren't enough minutes to put in your hour 
You forgot how to dance in the rain 
'till you turned forty all you did was complain 
Then you took off your shoes 
and went back to the sand 
I was now the warmth of your child's hand 
At forty-three 
you spent more time with me 
You began to understand 
And when you stood fifty years old 
you stayed warm to me even though 
at times I was cold 
How close we grew 
when you turned sixty-two 
The breeze was I 
that hung your grandchild's kite in the sky 
And I'm sorry I made you sad 
when I took "the one" away 
But I was proud 
when you pushed aside that cloud 
and cradled 'me' in the sun 
for the remainder of our day

 

A Silent Storm

If it were just the lies

a gash or two for say,

a ripple would have been born,

and end tomorrow or today.

A systematic butchering of trust whereas

with cold untruths and stories fabled,

creates a wave of emotion so wild,

that washes away all reason and its child.

After the storm ends, and you see the straws of

what used to be your home, your shelter , spread afar ,

the reason gets all the more immaterial. a myth. a consolation

which is only mocking in nature and humiliating in attitude.

the only thing left to do, is to pick up the pieces and start anew.

And you know, there and then , that

it is not going to be the same and h

however far you may go looking,

you will never find all the straws.

the storm can unleash itself anytime and

shred your hopes to pieces , but then ,

what can you do but hope again?

in hopes that the straws will be found.

That Girl

She plays with clips and bands, paper and pen.

She sings the melodies attached to every string around.

She dreams of meeting her 'prince on a white horse',

Is it like the one that Taylor found?

She bears with a smile; cynical looks and green eyes,

Covertly she carries contentment when eulogized.

She adores heels, dresses, flowers and colors.

Yet, she lives by the smile of her lover.

She is me, I am you and you are we.

A girl, a daughter, a wife, a mother!