When

When did you say
I love you
last time?
When did you miss
someone
last time?

When did you laugh
with your baby
last time?
When did you ask
how is she doing?
last time?

When did you see
a sun rise
last time?
When did you be
in the mountains
last time?

When did you get
a peace of mind
last time?
When did you want
to be free
last time?

When did you smile
at some jokes
last time?
When did you live
just for it
last time?

When did you be
yourself
last time?

You

Every moment
that passes thru
makes me feel
You are missing me
across the bars.

Every second
that passes thru
makes me believe
You are watching me
from the stars.

Not in sight
but I feel you
all around;
Your following
sparkling eyes,
swishing breath and
heart beats.
I can hear you;
The music
of foot steps.
You are every where...

Like a pearl
of droplets,
flower scent
or fresh air.
Like dreams,
a pleasant thought
or a puzzle;
Something which
can only be felt
But can't be touched.

Like ripples
in the silent water;
Like sun rays
in the dawn.
Like tears of joy,
Like long quite nights
Like chilling mornings
of January.
I find you everywhere
in everything.

Can you?

I love you

How can you be
Like this?
I love you
Without limits.

You break my heart
Every chance you get
Snub my feelings
Every chance you get

How can one be
Like this?
I love you
Without limits.

I can die for you
Will you bet
Can be slave for you
Will you bet

How can I do
Like this?
I love you
Without limits.

Dont give up

It's not easy
But can make it
You can make it.
Dont give up.

Into pieces
Many pieces
You break it
Dont give up.

Is that why
you are man?

Dont give up
Dont give up.

Bleak or bright
Day or night
Keep on trying
To bring out the light

You can't catch
every train.

Dont give up
Dont give up

At the end of the road.

One day
When I began to understand
The things
I remember
Somebody put me on
The middle of the road
Road that never stops.
And asked me to run.

Since then
I have been running
And I never thought
I never knew or tried
Why have I been running?

Touched the water
Smelt the flower
Felt the winter
And the summer
Found some friends & foes
Learned the mirth & woes.

Saw everything
But saw nothing
Thought it was the way
Wondered what was the other way?
Seemed everything was changing
Still nothing was changing
Nothing was new
Nothing was happening
My 'Companion'
Laughed at me
Called me- a total failure
But I smiled because
Had to endure.

Unknowingly I thought
Mistakenly I tried
Miserably I learned
It was aimless
And worthless
I was no where.

I am not sure
If they abondoned me
Or I left them
But I am alone
At the end of the road.

Road that never stops.

That's the beauty of life.

Standing in a long queue
All for a bus.
Waiting at the tap
To have few drops
of water.

That's the beauty of life.

Facing the scorching sun
Peasants whole day
Begging at the station
Those hapless children
for breads

That's the beauty of life.

A crying widow of husband
Who just died.
Sleeing under the sky
The homeless ones
on the pavement.

I know
you are not one of them.


.

My own world.

I live in
two different worlds
at the same time.

One, where
people value money
more than themselves,
Run after something
not theirs.
Dont follow their heart
while doing affairs.
Dont show pity
or compassion.
Sacrifice everything
for their bloody ambition.

I rather die twice a day
When I see my dreams
getting crashed everyday.

In other world.
Life is living for
yourself,
in moments
in nano seconds.
For, you do what you
like the most.
While doing it
you enjoy it.

You are free to wander
here and there.
You need not to think
What to eat and drink.
You unleash your mind
from your mean & greedy needs.
And you think about others.
Where you can dream
without worrying about trifle things.

Where you are
your own master.
Where time is not bound by
any time table.
Where nobody asks you
what you have to do, today
And most importantly
when you return to your home
at the end of the day
You have not to deal with
someone reminding you
'you are good for nothing'.
Just because
You did not serve your masters
to earn some pennies.
You just dont give a damn.

But
why am I writing
what am I writing
I dont know.
I will not read it again.
Nobody will either.

I guess,
If someone touches
these worthless words,
They would
moisten those fingures.