Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The Other Side.. (arbit imagery)


As far as I know you,
Or, I must say,
As far as, You wanted me to know you;
I could make out something,
Something which I would pen down replacing myself as you,
Which would mean, A dare to pen down a dedication to me by you.

(following lines are to be read as if they are from her....... )

I very well know your feelings for me,
And I really cherish them.
I would love to preserve them.
I wish I could express myself, the way you do,
All I can say for now, is
I do care for you,
I do have immense respect for you.

I do read, all your compositions you silently dedicate,
But to respond, you very well know, I hesitate.
I have read them all,
And somehow, they seem to persuade me to fall.

But, Its not about what I feel, how I feel , for you
Its the life we live,
Its the expectations from us,
that though bitter, but are the only ones , true.

Its not that in anyway I dislike you,
Its not from you, that I have some pain,
But the moments we share, right now,
we very well know, will not forever remain.

And when it would be time to part,
We would be left with a bleeding heart!!

Let not that moment arrive,
Let's not be questionable,
Let's bear the pain of the present,
Why compound it to the extent, unbearable!!

You do make me feel very special,
I wish, I could make you feel the same.
But, you know, why I can't
The circumstances amongst us are to blame!!

But yeah, from you I have a genuine complaint,
Its about the pain, the pain you carry,
Its something, that to me is sometimes scary!!
If in fate, in future, we may meet across some lane..

Let's just fulfill our duties,
Let's just meet answerable expectations,
Leave the rest as it is,
Why pave the way to undestined destinations!!


Monday, February 21, 2011

One for me, One for her


As I close my eyes,
I see a face.
A face smiling,
A face radiating a glow, never found elsewhere.
And I just feel like to embrace that smile,
I just feel like to dissolve myself  into that glow.
It’s like living a life of my dreams,
If it was the only means to have the awesome pleasure
I dare not open my eyes ever.
But then…
Apart from this illusion,
There awaits a life..
A life that’s real,
A life that’s bitter.
A life that calls for duty,
A life that deprives me of that illusionary opportunity..
If I could by anymeans, just blend the two,
And could meet the both,
Live the both,
One for me,
Other for her
Such an Irony..
The one for me , deprives me of the pleasure of future.
The one for her, demands sacrifice of the present.