Wednesday, August 27, 2008

The Test of Time



Your face still dominates most o’my dreams,
Helpless, as I am, I can't do anything.
You were warm to me as any sun-beam,
But, it was prophesized, I think, Our Parting.

The time we had together,
The gossips…we had,
The jokes we shared, that were as light as any feather,
The pain of parting that made us both sad.

It wasn’t the mistake of mine,
Neither was it of you...
Perhaps it was the time…
Of which’s clutches, escape very few…

Something went wrong,
It was bound to be.
When someone’s so fond,
Of each other, you see.

These present days,
My eyes become full o’water suddenly from nowhere.
I find other ways,
But they aren’t good distraction means, not very fair.

I therefore, let my tears fall.
No reason to hide them, I find.
That time, can’t be recalled,
I again see your face, so kind…

They say “Time has all solutions”,
And I disagree with it once again.
For this isn’t any pain with a solution,
My friendship wasn’t e’er, vain.


I miss you, and everything that you were to me…
A bit more time for it, and we’ll be older enough to see it all,
We’ll have the lock then, but no key…
But will notice one thing:
Our Love will stand the test o’time and will ne’er fall.

Sunday, August 03, 2008

Randomization




I am not living my life for someone else,

I neither am allowing it to:

and that's what's making the difference,

I'm expected not to live the life my own way....


I'm quite sentimental this way,

Breaking free of all the bonds.

I feel as if I'm suffocating in my own life-paths,

I feel there's some need for me to break-free today,

some need to have a breath of liberty today....


There's a randomization of thoughts all around:

My Mind's buzzed with confusion.

The so-far praised "Carefree-Me" has got lost somewhere,

For I think that I''m a mere puppet,

Governed by the expectant judgements of "people"


But my optimism helps myself bring back to me...

The positive side of life is still awake:

The path is laid, I just need to walk the distance,

My life is no one else's but mine,

And I have a rule o'er my own world.


(Thanks Sushrut for the last line)