There she is standing still
Like the great Mona Lisa
With a beautiful smile on her face,
And a cascaded hair around her shoulder.
I don't have the eyes
To see the colours of her mind,
But the smile on her face portrays everything;
A smile that increases the beauty of her,
A smile that gives pleasure to a stranger
A smile that relieves the pensive mind
And a smile,
That is real thing of beauty joy forever.
So smile young lady, smile!
And make this world bloom
Like the beautiful face of you!
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Good Bye..!
There she goes......
Without saying 'Good bye'
Without leaving behind a last glance
And without even considering
The promise made by her.
And here into the heavy rain
I remained alone
Like the weather of today;
Gloomy, cloudy and broken.
Yet I shed no tears
As it is the sign of weakness.
So I said 'Good Bye' to her
Inside my own heart....
Though she lost into the distance!
Good Bye!
Without saying 'Good bye'
Without leaving behind a last glance
And without even considering
The promise made by her.
And here into the heavy rain
I remained alone
Like the weather of today;
Gloomy, cloudy and broken.
Yet I shed no tears
As it is the sign of weakness.
So I said 'Good Bye' to her
Inside my own heart....
Though she lost into the distance!
Good Bye!
Sometimes, loving you is silent...
Here falls again the last leaf
And passing out the fourth autumn
Since I have been loving you,
But failing to express.
The more my love grows for you,
Less I am becoming confident to face you.
Shall I call myself 'Coward'?
Or should I wait for some more time?
I left behind dozens of clue,
But you never sees a single
Like a blind man of Henshaws
And I remained helpless......
Now I wonder, if proposing you is must
Or will you understand me someday
Because sometimes,
Lövîñğ ýöû îs sîlèñt...!
And passing out the fourth autumn
Since I have been loving you,
But failing to express.
The more my love grows for you,
Less I am becoming confident to face you.
Shall I call myself 'Coward'?
Or should I wait for some more time?
I left behind dozens of clue,
But you never sees a single
Like a blind man of Henshaws
And I remained helpless......
Now I wonder, if proposing you is must
Or will you understand me someday
Because sometimes,
Lövîñğ ýöû îs sîlèñt...!
Am I lucky enough?
I am a solitary traveller
In this city of millions,
A city full of strangers
And this place of unknown.
He calls me 'Lucky'
For getting best opportunites,
But nobody sees the load on me
Which I am tired of carrying on.
I am smiling everyday
But my joy is punctured.
I trusted a person,
And that proved me wrong.
I also loved a girl
And now I never want to love again....
Such is my life
That he calls 'Lucky'...!
In this city of millions,
A city full of strangers
And this place of unknown.
He calls me 'Lucky'
For getting best opportunites,
But nobody sees the load on me
Which I am tired of carrying on.
I am smiling everyday
But my joy is punctured.
I trusted a person,
And that proved me wrong.
I also loved a girl
And now I never want to love again....
Such is my life
That he calls 'Lucky'...!
Alas..!
My heart is like a sea
That never speaks a word
Nor does it leaves any clue,
But keep on flowing silently
Without losing the direction.
But alas!
That she failed to read my silence....
That never speaks a word
Nor does it leaves any clue,
But keep on flowing silently
Without losing the direction.
But alas!
That she failed to read my silence....
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