Sunday 31 July 2011

I WON'T BE THERE

those moments, those memories, those happy times,
those wierd talks, those pranks, those facebook crimes,
those poems and those stories which i liked to share,
maybe the day you realise it, i won't be there...


I valued you, I loved you, I called you a friend,
I wish there was sometime, which you, to me could lend,
those little little actions, just to show that i love and care,
maybe the day you realise it, i won't be there...


maybe you never understood, how I felt for you,
I loved you the most, and its true,
that i waited for you so long, but meeting you, such pleasure was rare,

 maybe the day you realize it, i won't be there...


why did you leave me, why did you go?
why did you end the friendship that started long ago??
YOU would never be mine, i ALWAYS had this fear,
maybe the day you realise it, i won't be there...

Saturday 30 July 2011

do you miss me, my friend?

Do you miss me, my friend?
Or is just ‘the end’,
Of the friendship that started a while ago,
Your face reminds me of those good times, just go…..

Last time I hugged you, It seemed liked the needle has its strands,
I felt as if I had my world in my hands,
You complete me, I need you, as the arrow needs its bow,
Your face reminds me of those good times, just go.......

Those late night chats, those messages, those silly prank calls,
Those making fun of each other, those shopping in the malls,
I’m nothing without you in my life, ohhhh, you know,
Your face reminds me of those good times, just go.......

Those jokes, those pokes, those evening school duties,
Those P.T.Ms, those talks and admiring those beauties,
Ahhhh I miss all this, I feel so low,
Your face reminds me of those good times, just go.......

It feels as if my heart is being pierced by a knife,
I don’t how I will carry on without you in my life,
But then I remember those words,’Life must go on,’ like any other show,
Your face reminds me of those good times, just go.......

I SMILED

i smiled, and you thought I was fine,
i said, i'm o.k., inside I was cryin',
i expected you to make out, that I was lying,
that somewhere deep inside, everyday, I was dying...


you were busy enough in your own life, I didn't want to bother you,
you would've been as disturbed as I am, if I had told you, I knew,
i smiled, and you thought I was alright,
i expected you to help me out, and hold me tight...


this world is so "shrewd", it'll point out your mistakes,
but agony of life, it gives you one chance, no retakes,
i smiled, and you thought that I was stable,
but the pain i was going through, was completely unbearable...


i don't blame you, it wasn't your fault, maybe "I" had expected too much,
maybe i should let "it" go, or let "you" go off as such,
i smiled, and you felt I was happy the way my life was,
deep inside, I was moaning over the realization of my double loss...........