Sorry for no posts

Sorry for being inactive for so many days....Actually got a bit busy in work and studies which will continue 

for yet some more days...But i promise to return with a lot more for all of you in the coming weeks..

Silver drops

Drops of silver

Dance at my window pane

The world seems

No more the same........

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Promises

Promises of unblemished moments
Promises of moments, moments of truthfulness,
Togetherness and trust...
Of times of sharing, bonding and reliving
Of days ,and nights...of twilights...

Mountains of promises still lie
Gathering dust
Of broken hopes,torn wishes
And all that's lost....

Promises of one who seemed like heaven
Like heavenly nectar, heavenly light

Promises are but promises
And as somebody said...
Promises are made only to be broken.
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....From my Friend

....and all of a sudden,
slipping out of my otherwise sticky hands
are grains of sands...
which are what , they all call words

so unfaithful they are....
grinning at me,
as i try to grab them by their tails
they unleash....despite my futility
to bask in their glory, in her eyes
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I Sit Beside A River

I sit beside the river

On a warm summer day

Staring at the water

Still and calm,

Asking, it would go which way?

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A Cup for You

A cup full of smiles

A cup full of laughter

For times of goodness

And times when you are near

A cup empty of sorrow

A cup empty of fear

For when i have you by my side

And moments when you are here

A cup full of hope

A cup empty of all

One for what i feel for you

And the other for what you feel

A cup full for you my dear

A cup empty for me

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I sat beside her on a chilly winter morning

I sat beside her on a chilly winter morning

On a stone in our backyard

Our hands enveloped around each other

My eyes rested upon hers and hers directed

Towards the vast expanse of land

That outstretched before us


She sat like a small child

Resting her head against my shoulder

I could feel that she needed me

More than anything else in the world perhaps.

I thought she liked me…my being with her..

Her pefume was mild

Unlike her age

Her sorrow was deadening

Unlike her self

I wanted to be her companion

...a part of her

Or to be something to her

...in the least

Trying to be so much more

And yet so much less...

Her loss was comprehensible

My feelings incomprehensible

That day i found

The man in me ...much unlike myself