Love in the 50’s
She was invited to a friend’s party
He was invited to a friend’s party
He saw her through the mirror in front
She saw him through the same
He hesitated time and again before asking her name
She looked at the ground and kept drawing with her toes
He proposed to her under the clear moonlit skies
She said NO, shied away behind a wood, and said YES
Love in the 70’s
He had a scarf around his neck
She, a dupatta waving in the breeze
He had a wink in his eyes
She a smile and blink in her eyes
He smiled at her with a rose
She blushed and giggled with gentle strokes
He asked her- Toh tumko mujhse pyaar hain
She said- Nahi nahi nahi….
Love in the 90’s
He in a sleeveless black vest
She in a mini skirt trying to be
He smoking chains in the air
She sipping Coke and eating MacD
He in a sleek Yamaha CBZ
She ready to hug him tight
He asking if she is interested
She saying – is it the bike or you
Love in 2010’
He- Imu
She-mee2
He-howz tonite
She-Old man’s sitting tight
He- FO him alright
She- Why not in your tent
And they say Love still exists…..are we blind to it.
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Wednesday, 28 October 2009
Nature Cries
So I saw the streaming drops
Cleaning the glass panes
A thought struck
Is this purity washing
Perversions that cloud our minds
Does nature tell us something
So openly, yet we remain unawares
Of the pain that nature goes through
Of keeping our surroundings pure
Are we so stuck with our own
We tend to forget Mother Nature
Are we so irreparable now?
Mother Nature cries,
We let go drops waste
Pains of yesterday and today
We will realize tomorrow
When there will be none to cry
And we will just live to die
Cleaning the glass panes
A thought struck
Is this purity washing
Perversions that cloud our minds
Does nature tell us something
So openly, yet we remain unawares
Of the pain that nature goes through
Of keeping our surroundings pure
Are we so stuck with our own
We tend to forget Mother Nature
Are we so irreparable now?
Mother Nature cries,
We let go drops waste
Pains of yesterday and today
We will realize tomorrow
When there will be none to cry
And we will just live to die
Tuesday, 13 October 2009
Life- mystic journey
Traveling through the marshes
Adjusting in the bushes
Some more resilience is needed
Some more patience to depend
What is the reason I am bewildered
Why do I feel, at times, surrendered
What remains in the heart is not known
Why so much of pain is sown?
This phase will pass too
I will feel free too
My heart will remain unperturbed
My fondness will remain ingrained
So this journey is bound to continue
So this life is bound to shine
Through these verses I try to be
Through these lines I read mine
Adjusting in the bushes
Some more resilience is needed
Some more patience to depend
What is the reason I am bewildered
Why do I feel, at times, surrendered
What remains in the heart is not known
Why so much of pain is sown?
This phase will pass too
I will feel free too
My heart will remain unperturbed
My fondness will remain ingrained
So this journey is bound to continue
So this life is bound to shine
Through these verses I try to be
Through these lines I read mine
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