Wednesday, March 17, 2010

75. ### Some thing I don't Like ###




The volume of our distance is increasing day to day
There is no sound, no light and empty all the way.

I have been seeing you from the last of the horizon
You are looking like a designed light of a colorful bride
Each moment with changed behavior at my lawn
..and drawing new chart of life in my every story side.

I had a real, what is an imagination for others
Fruitful what have I touched, and slogan that I spoken
Like a setting sun you jumped in the river
Harassed… still in search, become a factor of creators’ fun.

You gone away and the sky were jumped down.
A star has crossed his patience on earth’s lap.
Moon had a smile… but your return is sure, said the breeze goon.
Stars were staring at the missing gap.

Darkness is ruling over the day and light
Like a bear from the mountain but I am steady
Relation is not for a moment and I continuing fight.
Never keep you away or gone for a distance, still…
Oops! The distance… is not right.

Word is about to finish from the lexicon
Dream of night is on high, censor is making fun
My promise is to see you one day.
I may not die in meeting to the dawn.

74. How are you ma'am!



Worried nerves became silent. Hysterical steps are gone violent.
Eyes speak for lips… Nervous heart and offer a hiccups for rent.

Utterance is a mile away from me and you
And my loneliness is retiring from nerve in due.
I was and am lonely but don’t know what my heart wants…
You won me and I feel you in my every blood queue.

Nothing is there to loss, I have.
But suffering from an unknown fear, I feel.
With a desire I may vanish, under unknown pave.
Want to control my steps but dicey, I feel.
I do dare with hesitation to ask you, how are you?
Is there someone? But a knock, I feel.
To play the harmony for you, with a flavor new.
You are my deity and I am your monk, I feel.

I realized for my mistake and stepped back
With a desire for your call in any of the day
My heart jumped in such that I feel shy.
When I manage some, I worried for the lay.
You call me or you don’t, I will be waiting
And sitting at the window for the grace of ray
Don’t know why I being chanting
Your name time to time with no matter of pay

With control on emotion, been taken new hymn
Came to ask you from a distance, how are you ma’am?