Missing

Missing

Something is missing in me;
Mind is not letting heart to be free.Consecutive waves are going in mind,
But, heart is no more being kind.

I am Missing the laughter,
I am Missing the poking;

All those lovely and dear names,And the special one to claim.
I am spending my nights & days,
In thinking about him in different ways.
I want Him back the way He was;
Teasing, giggling & singing without a pause.
I was noob, I made a mistake;
Loosing my realtion, bringing everything to wreck.

I want to apologize, I'm sorry,
Coz I am missing everything in my worry.

Crying Flower

Crying Flower 

Don’t cry my flower, don’t cry my flower;

You are the only one, beautiful sunflower.

I plucked you, pricked you and made you cry,

And I am sorry for your condition and wry.

I detached you from your mother,

for gifting you to my mother.

She was happy to see you whole day;

As it was her very happy birthday!

Your petals are very yellow-yellow,

which made me your path to follow.

I never knew how much it hurts,

Coz I always have mother who loves and cares.

I promise not to detach any one from your family,

And vow to grow and increase your family!

MySelf

M some1 who loves.....

To read books and novels late night when sleep is away..

To go to bed & watch radium stars on my ceiling..

To laugh out when something hurts in my heart..

To read shayaris in loneliness..

To listen to soft songs while it rains outside..

To weep the way no one can understand..

To receive a call from someone, I don’t see a lot, but one whom I want to see..

To play with kids to realize the lost meaning of innocence in today's world..

To laugh at myself looking at mirror, making faces..

To wake up and realize it is still possible to sleep for a couple of hours..

To go in kitchen experiment wid veggies...& den happily eating dem watching TV...regardless of the taste..

To laugh.....laugh.....and laugh.....remembering stupid things done with stupid friends..

To eat Chocolates, cakes, pastries in manner no less then kids..

Listen


Folding my Hands,
Bowing down to Him.

In a hope that;
sometime someday He'll listen

Eyes are shedding tears,
head is getting fierce

A strong pointed knife is cutting,
each thought in mind coming.

Volcano is erupting,
my heart is now melting

Please listen to Me,
my Father, My God..

Things are still in hands,
Mind can still mends..

But, if once my patience breaks,
then even you can't hold my wreaks..