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Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life,
Its nothing more than a strife,
But i am surviving,
Just like the gentle bird in morning.
I am the diamond glints on the snow,
I am the wind that blow,
Even if you stand near my grave and weep someday,
Please don't.Because i will nearby you each day.
Numb heart at times fades the crispness,
Embracing the spineless thoughts of nothingness,
Mind sometimes ponder over weird lines,
Casting a bad spell over the life that shines.
Yet i believe life is worth living,
We begin walking only after falling,
Everyday can be different,
If you are willing to accept that nothing is permanent.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

I dial my favorite number in the world so wide,
When you answer i feel like some part of me has already died,
Did we make memories only so we could  remember ourselves by,
Did i know that i'd raise my hand someday to say goodbye?
Miserable months up in front,so lonely i stand here,
But you seem too tired to even care,
With tears and tricks you manage to explain,
But did you ever realize it gives pain.
May be i just want to live for today,
Yet somewhere i miss you everyday,
For the girl-talks,movies,question papers,laughs and tears,
For being the best friends and sharing the greatest treasures.

Monday, September 6, 2010

When the loneliness surrounds and the nothingness takes you to the semi-asleep mood , you get lost in the memories to live them once again feeling like drifting with the clouds on so high.you don't care about the world around you even though you know you don't live the dreams you weave , oh , no , not unless you're stuck on some level in inception.you really can't hate world,not because you're part of it but because your dreams are buried here,somewhere.no matter what you have to put yourself back into real life and feel the hidden essence of time.Days seem dull sometimes,but the sun always shine in its own way.In the same way when the road seem endless which you're running on alone,smile just once,because the dust fairies dancing in the sun beam are there everyday to wish you "GOOD MORNING"

Sunday, September 5, 2010

"Perhaps in the end we all are left with reflections of black and white memories.."
At times the silence of days puts you in ease.may be because you know you can't do anything about it or may be its because you get used to it.you really can't jot down everything that really makes you to feel empty..as someone has rightly said somethings are best when left unsaid.you've got so much inside yet you can't pour anything out.not because you don't find any trustworthy person but because even if you'll let it out you'll still continue to feel the same.you paste various expressions to hide the emptiness within you and its not pretending..its GROWING UP.
*★.• The moment you get attached to things you screw it up! The challenge of life is to appreciate everything and attach yourself to nothing. *★.•
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