I dont know why
but scarcity is filled with abundance of joy,
i dont know why
but there's always some fact which cannot be denied,
i dont know why
there's always a part of my heart that wants to fly!!!!
i dont know why
there's always a sign from god before the mouth turns dry....
i dont know why
there always some hope left even in the last try,
i dont know why
there's always some truth behind each lie....
i dont know why
i want to quit but my heart denies,
i dont know why
cruelty is extrovert and peace so shy,
i dont know why
eyes are fatigued but still the heart cries....
i dont know why
but expectations overload the shoulders of a simple guy
i dont know why
its always better to convert the stones thrown at you into milestones to survive.....
i now know why........
there's always this guy in me who never hates to try......... ;)
- original by: abhi.........
Friday, December 11, 2009
CONCLUSION
i have to think a lot about what to write,
my mind and my heart always indulges in a fight....
the topics i get are always out of the blue
but i 'm always in search of something new....
FAKERS still faking, minds still CHAINED,
BLUE is still the mind, ALMA MADAR will never change,
BOSOM has said a lot,
agony is still thirsty in the draught
SMOKING still kills but idiots dont care,
though the heart's still thumping when the past BEWARES....
the tiny effort i made is going to continue,
the change that i want to make, no one has a clue........
original by : abhi........
my mind and my heart always indulges in a fight....
the topics i get are always out of the blue
but i 'm always in search of something new....
FAKERS still faking, minds still CHAINED,
BLUE is still the mind, ALMA MADAR will never change,
BOSOM has said a lot,
agony is still thirsty in the draught
SMOKING still kills but idiots dont care,
though the heart's still thumping when the past BEWARES....
the tiny effort i made is going to continue,
the change that i want to make, no one has a clue........
original by : abhi........
PREJUDICE.....
From distance comes some silver lightening,
What the eyes expected was never so frightening....
The freedom i gained was when i was born,
Detained was the soul with the freedom too gone.
The pride which my heart ignited was fizzed out soon....
The prejudice demarcated the long lived indian boon........
ORIGINAL BY: ABHI........
What the eyes expected was never so frightening....
The freedom i gained was when i was born,
Detained was the soul with the freedom too gone.
The pride which my heart ignited was fizzed out soon....
The prejudice demarcated the long lived indian boon........
ORIGINAL BY: ABHI........
carelessness pays "sometimes"
(chapter 1)
last night, i remember was so exciting,
the garba was booming with the lights around so sparkling.
i reached a lil bit late to the united way,
unknown of what i ll be witnessing today....
soon i found my friends and i joined the group,
everyone was enjoying the sweat there was the proof.....
the garba ended in an hour and it was really fun,
i started walking towards my ride, when the journey had just begun.
far away i saw my ride under a silent tree,
it was dark and gloomy, the thief had worked for free....
my wallet was missing, he left me a slipper of my pair...
i laughed and walked a lill more to find the other one lying there.
so at last i got my slippers with the wallet still missing....
my eyes caught someone in the nearby bush where i found a couple kissing....
i searched a bit more but the effort was in vain.
my licence, my photos, my money and tickets had no one else to blame....
(chapter 2)
the next day morning i woke up early,
crowded was the railway station, my mind filled with fury....
i was standing in the que when i heard a sweet voice,
i tried not to look, but the sweetness left me with no choice....
she was cute and so i waited there for her to begin the talk....
she argued and argued with the supervisor there until they finally faught
i thought not to indulge in this and let them strangle to death.
my heart said "yes", my mind said "no" but she needed some help for fact.
at last my mind and heart agreed and i approached to help her out.
i thought to talk nicely but she did what i just thought about!!!!
she asked for my help, wanted to know my name and the details hidden with it.
i talked with her just to find out that she too had lost her ticket!!!!
she was brave and bold, a teacher who helped the poor to learn english,
i was impressed a bit by the work she did, though she was a bit kiddish.....
i know her name, it describes " FAITH" which i guess she had a lot,
i just hope she reached safely there, where she had to fill up the slot.
i said "good bye", she wished me good luck, but no contacts here or there,
i coaxed my heart to talk a bit more, but the past told me to beware!!!!
-original by: Abhi.........
P.S : hope never dies.... but to hope for something needs a soul which has to be kept alive........so keep living and keep hoping.........
last night, i remember was so exciting,
the garba was booming with the lights around so sparkling.
i reached a lil bit late to the united way,
unknown of what i ll be witnessing today....
soon i found my friends and i joined the group,
everyone was enjoying the sweat there was the proof.....
the garba ended in an hour and it was really fun,
i started walking towards my ride, when the journey had just begun.
far away i saw my ride under a silent tree,
it was dark and gloomy, the thief had worked for free....
my wallet was missing, he left me a slipper of my pair...
i laughed and walked a lill more to find the other one lying there.
so at last i got my slippers with the wallet still missing....
my eyes caught someone in the nearby bush where i found a couple kissing....
i searched a bit more but the effort was in vain.
my licence, my photos, my money and tickets had no one else to blame....
(chapter 2)
the next day morning i woke up early,
crowded was the railway station, my mind filled with fury....
i was standing in the que when i heard a sweet voice,
i tried not to look, but the sweetness left me with no choice....
she was cute and so i waited there for her to begin the talk....
she argued and argued with the supervisor there until they finally faught
i thought not to indulge in this and let them strangle to death.
my heart said "yes", my mind said "no" but she needed some help for fact.
at last my mind and heart agreed and i approached to help her out.
i thought to talk nicely but she did what i just thought about!!!!
she asked for my help, wanted to know my name and the details hidden with it.
i talked with her just to find out that she too had lost her ticket!!!!
she was brave and bold, a teacher who helped the poor to learn english,
i was impressed a bit by the work she did, though she was a bit kiddish.....
i know her name, it describes " FAITH" which i guess she had a lot,
i just hope she reached safely there, where she had to fill up the slot.
i said "good bye", she wished me good luck, but no contacts here or there,
i coaxed my heart to talk a bit more, but the past told me to beware!!!!
-original by: Abhi.........
P.S : hope never dies.... but to hope for something needs a soul which has to be kept alive........so keep living and keep hoping.........
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