jaanu.......

the first.....

Presenting,i was ,at the top of my throat
shouting out a point,with endeavor,i was...

then came a voice,clear as crystal
stung deep within,in that moment i was queer

her sound was so different,
i had never heard something like that before

her pitch was so strong,
i had never felt something like that before

her tone was so lit,
i had never seen something like that before

her eyes were so shimmering
i could never see any thing after that anymore

she stood up with a panache
and i just fell forever

she smiled at my remark
and i just stood queered

she spoke like a nightingale
her melody all but pale
i just seem to savor that from life till death
not knowing she'd be my reason to them

ever since id always steal an eye
to gaze in those mesmerizing eyes.....

her eyes were her best
so deep they went,till date i haven't reached their end

her face was small
but all features intact

her hair not long
all brown and worned out

her forehead ended quickly
for her eyes needed all there be

her nose like a vase
started and spread out at the base

her cheeks so red
you would think she'd be blushing
well all she was, a little feverish....

i stood there and kept looking at her
nor knowing for what ,neither would it ever be clear...

something there unheard happened
unaware we would be for each other...

till date i look back at that special encounter
i smile,i laugh, i cry and ponder...

charming,serene,magical,..i fall short of words,
cause none seem to describe that moment of love...

my whole world seems to start from that very instant
no big bang it was,just an interruption in course...

even today i sit here and wonder
why she stood up and said a hi...

there seemed so much more,since ages
i feel she knew ,i knew her, yet had never seen...

i cant believe my luck,to have gotten her at last
cant believe my love,to have been fulfilled so vast...

that was it the moment of revelation
the moment i see my love of life
the moment i speak ,'the first' ,to the love of my life....

dreams of fear...

In divinity i live foe thee,for what aint asked,i shall tell you indeed.
my silence is not the end,im rehearsing for the offense.
in fear my dreams are not broken,its my love that has made them soften
my love is not free here,the more i say the more i hold
i make it in the ray of hope what shall would and be ,
i may see forth from dusk to dawn.......

Thoughts Encircling

Silent is my soul,stunted is the growth,
stopped are the winds,the mercy is mean,
the need is glean,the waves are low
and the hole seems to grow.....

i see it as it happens not helpless but am wothout a reason
i wish for no more,ita ll seems so stable
desires see no more,the thirst hurts no more
i feel complete to say, i dont know
where i am headed for this world is silent and the nights seem long
the Ruth is fulfilled,i see to beg them no more

teacher

i watch him walk by,as he speaks to all,forth or not he just moves his walk
knowledge and wit he shares with no bares
all to him,they see equal and at par
what goes on when his heart is sad,what shares forth till the dusk has set
we never know what goes in him outside that class
he seems all worked out here,waht does he feel when he looks at us,when he looks at me
what goes on in him,what does he feel,is he human,who is he,what is he.....

studies to me is just another book being read,all they need us to know is what they have learnt
all this seems so low , for my flight seems too high
i wanna see more than just the light in his eye......

my love

her truth is so bright,i cannot stand the glare
her faith is so deep,i fear the shade
her touch is so pure,i was born in filth
her voice is so true,i have never stood it
her love is so clean ,i can never fulfill it....

In me...

Of what my heart says,my eyes disbelieve...
of what my thoughts need,my dreams complete...

i make my thoughts bound to what is right and just,unable to decide if i must...
im not for what is mine,my thoughts need free...
from the jail to which this world has confined me...

yet for the against gets forcefully for-ed because of know...
not all i feel is true to the core...

this neture of half baked lies and silf-imposed truths...
why isnt there just a simple false and true...

i seem to cut short on those long desries,for new have brought forth sweetness never desired...

i care to see,i want to be,i need that all but the limits need
be for the duration be see,for i cant care for the unsaid need...

i forsee whats there,i think im there but whatever ive felt
there has been more that has been delt...

the moves,the touch,the smell,the love all too strong
grasp me from my sole...

i wish that be for all the time...
i wish i see no more in life...
i wish for what is mine,yet scared if it werent mine...
i fall weak at times i need to shine...
i feel im alive for none to reason why...

my worth is lost in that moment of lame...
still my love stands strong in that moment of lies...