You are in my imagination

Whenever i swallow my thirst,
And run into the dry sand.
I searched your hand,
To feed my soul,
In this deep darkness of unknowns.
It’s a moment which brings me,
Nearer to lights of your character.
It’s a huge ocean of sorrow,
Which unites to break,
A commitment of being yours.
I am lucky amongst the thousand,
Feels standing, serving, and feeding my soul,
The lightness beneath the dark.
I totally emptied from the words of unknowns,
Who said ones, says now and will tell in future,
About your absences.
But i felt you in dreams, walking around,
And hugging me when i feels…

It’s love without boundaries, or
Boundary without love,
Don’t know…
But i can feel you, and heal my thirst,
Of being empty and alone…

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Sun set

We climbed top of the Hill,
To embrace the glory of light,
To see, to feel, to enjoy,
The fight between,
Dust and light.
It was slow, but instant,
Each of them fighting back,
To produce colors,
Colors which feel ‘wow’.

It was changing layer to layer,
Light shades to dark,
Yellowish to redish,
Wow seems beautiful.

Caught my heart,
I felt again happier,
But i thought,
It is sun set,
End of day,
But still i am happy,
I am not negative,
Then what should i learn,

Humm… to Rise again after got Fallen.

Let me forget you…..

Yeah! As people says,
I have a pain of you.
Inside the conduits of my heart,
They blow air of your memories.

And,

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Scratch the walls,
Every time  i try to paint.

I beg you,
As i never begged to God,
Please,
Let me forget……

Yeah! i am destine to die,
Keeping inside a ‘Haay’*.
I can’t forget you,
Knowing you are not my.

Heal me, heal me,
Oh God!
With Mersey of your grace…

It’s hurting  me,
As hurts a wetted rope….

Your habitat being my eye,
Finds time to cry…
Don’t you think i haven’t try,
But every face,
Brought me that ‘Haay’.

Let me forget…
Let me forget…..

Every morning and each byee,
That coffee shop, and each ride..

Oh! It’s hurting me, hurting me,
Don’t you understand..
It’s pumping me, pumping me,
Always down stairs….

It’s true, it’s true,
I wanna to forget…
It’s you, it’s you,
Who brought me in case…

Let me forget,
It’s you,
Whom wanna to forget…

*’Haay’ means a deep breath full of pain

Hard Days Of Life

One shoulder up another,

Deep down,

Work tampered my thigh,

And Stressed my back,

Thousand tones of weight, seems

Burden of donkey’s neck,

Hard to bear, without a tear…..

But should Calm the chest,

Without hardship, could any one

himself got raised.

With surplus of heavy talk,

Let us keep over slow walk.

Hard days of life,

It’s a play in forward mode,

Just to watch the moves,

And to prepare as smooth.

Its a consignment to complete,

In way of boom,

To resist the temper,

And perform as long jumper.

Time to stick with goal,

If destabilized,

There will be,

No moon, no sky,

Only remains a shadow,and

A dusty loom…

Hard days of life, are

to make, not 

to destroy.

Destruction in lap,

That mean,

Lack a few moments of courage.

Life being a ‘Earth’

Being a ‘EARTH’, proud to be,

Sky keeps us away….

from the reality, to the world

in true sense,

Judging from the car,

to Man…

Earning live, being worked 12 hour..

‘DIFFICULT’.

Does the softness of sheet,

makes us to feel;

the ‘PAIN’ behind; and

Dedication and consistency of work.

One can,

Feel touchy when sit on ground…

play with grass;

laid on ground,

to be mercied by cloud,

for chance

to ‘GROW’..

But still fighting 

against the worst days

in life with ‘SMILE’,

to survive in less.

Local people, not the poor

in heart, richer than ‘RICH’;

they worked, they will;

hopefully at heights

of work,

till the body favor to;

stand;

for life being a ‘EARTH’.