Never thought it would end up like this Were you bored of me? What's the possibility of me becoming yours? You told "am yours" but where did you go now? I still wonder what's my blessed mistake? I was true both physically and mentally But you were least bothered about me I wish I could never see you
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Its Just You
Its Just You
I guess... You are someone I need someone I adore For someone I grow crazy For someone I forget myself And now you are someone I like to spend rest of my life Now I do find my happiness in you Nothing more could mesmerize me than your look Nothing more could comfort me than your shoulders Nothing
Clueless Life
Clueless Life
Born and will die someday Whose in between? God Parents Friends Neighbors Enemies Cheaters What's in between? Friendship Love Sex Lust Job Money And in the end Death And in the end Meaningless life ultimately Clueless life Clueless of why we born Clueless of why we earn Clueless of why we spend Clueless of why we love Clueless
The Incomplete Story
The Incomplete Story
Why does things never change? In our case Is the fault mine ? Well...neither mine nor yours maybe..its the situation maybe...its our destiny to be more accurate.. its MY destiny its you who made my heart to jump its you who made my cheeks to blush its you with whom i loved to hold hands and now that..love
My Sweet ear phones
My Sweet ear phones
I just wonder.. Do i walk or fly? I can see everything around me yet can't really make sense of it.. I know someone is trying to make sense But all i could see is just a lip movement I do see people fighting out loud on streets.. I do see people crying out loud in chapels.. I
Isn't you? Isn't you?
Isn't you? Isn't you?
D 1 who always complemented me... D 1 who always made me laugh... D 1 who always smiled at me.. now i do search... my own smile within me now i do find.. my own tears on my eyes now i do grumble.. my own conscience cheats me well..! lemme say the truth its not tat i miss
Weeping of a Vagrant
Weeping of a Vagrant
Weeping of a Vagrant And I stand in the center or middle Sometimes in front... Always longing for something ? Yet goes disappointed.. My needs are not written My wants are not hidden I swallow what you give me I sleep when I find emptied.. I pray ! I cry and ultimately I beg... Not to Christ or
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