Tuesday, 11 June 2013

Un-for-gettable




















Love, a collector’s item to those who can forget,
To those who've trialed many a time.
Unforgettable for those who can’t forget that once, with as many a time.
Love for her was Unforgettable till it lasts,
In her memories he fasts.
He danced till he was fired,
And in her memories another was hired,  
As she pronounced to him that of him she was tired.
For she would have his thoughts killed,
As its another with who's thoughts her mind’s filled.
She stole his heart, which wasn't even her part,
That love he carried in his heart,
And that he thought he had painted like an art,
Which he couldn't bear as things fell apart,
Was stolen, with him not even being a part.
As from her heart he’s asked to walk away,
And as he walks, she looks away.
The scent of a woman, unforgettable even when it doesn't last,
Though the incense will long be gone fast.
How he wished he had remained friends,
As he would've got a chance to run errands,
While he would have loved to admire her from afar,
Though it would've been as a friend when near,
For there would've been no reason to tear,
As she would've always been near.
He thought it was a meant to be a fairy tale,
Ended up drinking a beer of ginger ale.
That was the price he paid,
As poker of love, was the game he played,
As a loser he walked away, with his heart forever gambled away.
INSPIRED FROM THE PARADES END.
PIC COURTESY: MYSELF

Saturday, 1 June 2013

To Cinderella with Love from a Prince.


You're like a Cinderella in the modern world waiting for a gentleman of virtuous riches like me to feel you with the crystal shoes of the foretelling oracle and heal you of the abnormalities in your life caused by the poverty in thoughts of the society. Marry me and I'll make you live your dream of happiness and absolve you from the misery of impermanence that you deserve.

Saturday, 25 May 2013

The Chosen One

What if one among us is the chosen one?
Unwavering, when hard hit by obstacles that would've shaken,
He would walk on through the path that seems broken, unshaken.
What if one among us is the chosen one?
Unleashed, Unshackled and Unstoppable,
When he wills for the world to succeed.
What if one among us is the chosen one?
Beyond all doubts of impossibilities,
Working towards possibilities.
What if one among us is the chosen one?
The chosen one to lead,
And to sacrifice and bleed.
What if one among us is the chosen one?
Beyond all the greed, among ourselves while we breed,
He chose others, to feed, in the times of need.
What if one among us is the chosen one?
To raise from the ashes like a phoenix,
And raise other’s dying morale with positive antics.
What if one among us is the chosen one?
To cry his lungs out for the common loss,
As life chose him to toss.
What if one among us is the chosen one?
To let an opportunity pass,
For the downtrodden to get past.
What if he is God and god is great,
Will he stand here, born a human?
Witnessing the unbearable,
Observing people do the unthinkable,
And being a silent spectator while the good were wasted for light years,
As bad ransacked them to share the spoils with Satan.
Will he rise up and be the chosen one?
To become god, to pull strings to afford the poor a chance and
Correct the evil impoverished with poverty in thought,
And not leave the world in the hands of the good and bad to be fought.
I am a theist waiting for a god among humans with faith,
Waiting like a human, for one among us to be superhuman,
Waiting for the one and only one, The Chosen One.
Pic Courtesy:http://theworkingcaregiver.files.wordpress.com/2013/02/the_chosen_one_845.jpg