Looking back at those glory days,
I feel as if my mind was in a daze.
20 months have passed in the blink of an eye,
it makes my eyes misty, almost makes me cry.
Life will never be the same again,
it will feel like a parched land waiting for rain.
Memories will replace people and conversation,
what i will lose is better left to imagination.
All the chatter and noise I will surely miss,
oh god now is the time to grant me a wish.
These memories are the oasis in the desert,
makes life worth living, makes it pleasant.
All of a sudden I am out in this world all alone, single,
gives me a sense of foreboding, makes my senses tingle.
I have thought about this for some time,
makes me feel nostalgic, even makes me rhyme!!
I just hope that these memories in my mind will always lie,
they say memories are forever, thoughts never die.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Shaken
Where has the boy in me gone,
between 2 world's I am torn.
One half tells me go have fun,
the other says, be careful son.
Now is the time for You to run,
you will have your moments in the sun.
They say you find love if you see,
the real side of person and be,
what you are and not what they want you to be.
In some days I will be far away,
the time I spent here will everyday,
serve like the tonic to drive me,
its like every memory stays beside me.
As they say when a new day breaks,
some other place in shadows it drapes,
so will my life also be,
sunny with shadows for my friends to see.
between 2 world's I am torn.
One half tells me go have fun,
the other says, be careful son.
Now is the time for You to run,
you will have your moments in the sun.
They say you find love if you see,
the real side of person and be,
what you are and not what they want you to be.
In some days I will be far away,
the time I spent here will everyday,
serve like the tonic to drive me,
its like every memory stays beside me.
As they say when a new day breaks,
some other place in shadows it drapes,
so will my life also be,
sunny with shadows for my friends to see.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Silence!
What is the sound that I strain to hear?
Is it my imagination or have I closed my ears?
A heavy curtain of stillness is in the air,
my god, its so very silent, a pin drop I can hear.
A man's silence is wonderful to listen to,
makes you wonder, what did he do?
The serenity of the silence hits you in the face,
the whole situation has an amazing grace.
Difficult it is to master the art of silence,
Its even more difficult than practicing non-violence.
Silence is the most beautiful sound,
it goes away easily, never hangs around.
Silence envelopes me as it nears,
Is it my imagination or have I closed my ears??
Is it my imagination or have I closed my ears?
A heavy curtain of stillness is in the air,
my god, its so very silent, a pin drop I can hear.
A man's silence is wonderful to listen to,
makes you wonder, what did he do?
The serenity of the silence hits you in the face,
the whole situation has an amazing grace.
Difficult it is to master the art of silence,
Its even more difficult than practicing non-violence.
Silence is the most beautiful sound,
it goes away easily, never hangs around.
Silence envelopes me as it nears,
Is it my imagination or have I closed my ears??
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