Wednesday, 24 April 2013

Noona.....

This looks crazy
and
little bit hurting too,
When you ask me -
"What's wrong with You?"
Though you knew , why i'm doing all these!

"I'm just trying everyway out there,
to make you realize that,
I just want you to
speak with me,
smile with me,
and
be with me
like all old days.

But then, you noticing all these stupid stuffs of me,
That i do with all hopes and smiles
and deep enchanting love of soul,
and still you keep silence with a cold stare,
that tests my patience and protrudes my heart!
And every second passes on with the feel of
stinging bees all over me.

Still , there is no sign of You,
Though you know
Your smiles will
make me smile
and
relieves me from all the guilts
and
all things can turn around. 

But U do all things other than speaking with me ,
and still asking for a gap .

I'm not a Musician.
Else i would have played
The best music ever
"than that of Debussy's" (~remember Debussy?)
With the feel i dwell with !

I'm not an Artist.
Else i would have drew
The best picture ever
"that even Picaso would have wondered"
With the feel i drown with !

I'm not a Play Writer.
else i would have written
The best play ever
"that Shakespeare never had"
With the feel i stumble with !

I'm not a Poet too .
Else i would have written
The best Poem ever
"that would surpass Shelley's "
With the feel i live with !

But,

I'm just Your Soul Moon Cat,
that expects U all time around.
that expects Ur fingers over its fur,
that expects Ur touch over its head,
that expects Ur smiles over its heart,
that expects Ur warmth over its Soul !

Hence,

Come back to me !
Even if U have all hurt and anger,
Show it on me ~ Please
Cos' I cant hold with Ur Silence - anymore.
That is driving me more
helpless, hopeless and even more Sentimental !

---Mission Accomplished.

Tuesday, 9 April 2013

Come back... My Shooting Star




So deep, that i got strangled beneath the bushes of dark shadows ,
Watching at the distant lights brightening and glistering far away from me,
Wishing to be a part of it, under the brightness,
To feel the warmth of the lights in me.

And then you came to me, into me as a Shooting star!
Brightened the things around me and in me ,
Made me feel the light in me , feel the warmth in me
And thus I became the light myself !

Striding around and across and everywhere with Pride.
So enchanting , it was ! ,
That I forgot – What a Shooting Star is ,
That , which keeps on moving .

And now You are gone, far away from me - Across the galaxy,
My lights , though got shimmered without You,
Still twinkling at its best and seeking
You (my) “The Shooting Star’s” re-approach into my atmosphere .

-----dedicated to my beloved Shooting star
(come back already my Star)