Sunday, 30 September 2012

Immortal Me


Far away in a distant city
People might not remember me
But they will remember my work,
The Immortal Part of Me.
Lives a soul, the mortal me;
With determination to achieve in life.
Arousing the successful person inside,
I work hard to reach that goal;
A goal set so that I can control,
Make everyone around me proud,
Give them the happiness that they never found.
Someone asked me "What's the point?
You're a mortal, won't live after you relinquish life"
I told him that I laugh and cry,
Yes, I'm a mortal with a deep insight
I can die with the name I make;
Will have nothing along to take,
But I promise, when I die
I'll be on every paper's headline
People might not remember me
But they will remember my work, 
The Immortal part of me.


Saturday, 29 September 2012

Broken Nail

Like a sting of the snake
Or the song you sang by the lake
I weep and cry for I feel stale
My heart pains like a broken nail

The song you sang was a goodbye
I wasn’t ready to take that flight
I cannot believe that it’s all gone away
My heart pains like a broken nail

Wanted to hide in a shell
I could have just rang the bell
But I didn’t want us to fail
My heart pains like a broken nail

Mourning and groaning for my loss
Even though I let you be the boss
This relationship was not meant to break
My heart pains like a broken nail

I have built a circle around me
With a sign that says “no entry”
Though I always appear gay
My heart pains like a broken nail

I now know that you are fake
I had everything that you wanted to take
But, “why me?” I ask as I say
My heart pains like a broken nail

Now I have no one to trust
I am convinced it’s all about the lust
No one else will love me the same way
My heart pains like a broken nail.

Friday, 28 September 2012

Daddy, I will make you proud :)


As I sit on the bench in this quiet place,
I am just hoping and praying it's a lie.
I've already started to forget your face,
I have no one to stand by.
People from places i don't know
And faces I have never seen,
Have come here, to moan and groan.
Also to ask me how I have been?
What can I say about me?
How should I react to this news?
Honestly, I still cannot believe!
Because they didn't let me see you.
As I wait for the white van to arrive,
I am determined to see you.
The dad, who is perfectly fine,
Not the one, who has now become a dew.
I start to think, what you must be thinking?
What a disappointment I must have been!
A daughter who has not excelled in any wing.
I wish I wasn't so mean.
I'll make you proud of me one day,
And you will be so happy.
I'll work so hard, in some or the other way,
And you will introduce me proudly.
Twently minutes or so had passed,
When I finally saw the vehicle.
To my disappointment you were lost,
I was hoping for some miracle.
As we performed the last rituals,
I could see that you had lost your glow.
I wanted to see, some last memorable particles,
But you were rapped in white, from head to toe.
A thought then occured to me,
What would life be, had you been free?
It would have been bad, I can see.
You would have suffered terribly without your feet!
True, as they say, what happens is for good.
Now it's time for me to move on.
I will never forget my promise to you.
Daddy, I will make you proud!