Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Doesn't matter


Doesn’t matter if
Words fall short
It’s your personal matter

I can see the light of your eyes
The movement
The feel
The words
I feel that your eyes are dealing with words

How long our eyes will communicate
There is lots of dust around
How long
The time will wait,
which move without permission

So, it’s better to say
What you feel
What you need
What makes you happier?

Doesn’t matter if
You fall shorten with words

It’s the feel, which is true
Feel with touch
Feel with words
Feel the heart, feel the mind
Feel yourself what you feel

Because I can see the light of your eyes
Which make me to think about you every night
Doesn’t matter if
You don't think,
You don't feel
And you don't realized
Because its your personal matter....

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Two Sides

Two sides of coin
One is your & second is mine
Head is mine
Tail is your

It’s an empty head
Right is mine, Left is your

Taken a coin
Looking at her eyes
Having a dream
And having a smile

One coin with two different lives
Nearer the distance
With that single coin
So, taken a coin
To make a choice
What is your and what is mine

It’s the game of two sides
Like two corners of a river
One is left and
Second one having a right

So taken a deep breath
To make a choice

Throw up the coin
Looking up at skies
Fraction of seconds
And eyes having a smile

Till now
Coin is standing on soul of earth
One life is waiting on earth
One having smiling
Coin is still standing in middle of two sides
What is your and what is mine

Thursday, December 06, 2007

Never

Change the mood before saying correct words
As someone standing in front of that door

Afraid of time, which is going to turn into life
As everyone say life is beautiful so have your chance

Never to mention before the steps will cover the shadow
It’s never happen till now so what will happen next

Speak with open heart, and other makes it a joke
Joke of self-shadow, which is going to turn into race

Race of whom, who loose the game once
Its now your turn to win it with your own thoughts
When it’s going to happen
You will never going to know your own name

Questioning to Silence

Questioning to silence
Why it’s in place

While rubbing eyes
Realized the pain

Turned into new Colour
Remain silence for a moment

It’s not easy to get the things
Which lies on your end

It’s the crowded place
Covering the distance of your eyes

Move in that direction
So your thoughts will question to silence
Want you need and what is the direction