The Cry of the Untold

Pains, cries, moans and defeats is all that has been me all this while
I have gone through so many thinks, walked many a mile
But all over this globe I have seen none who has even swept me
Maybe it is because no one in this world can ever be you

I truly wish that I kneel in front of you burning all my negatives
And that you bring out the love that is hidden inside you dear olives
You can run but you cannot hide, I ran but love found me
You never ran but so beautifully you disguised the love for me

But love is no stream my dear, it is an ocean and you like a kid
Just ignore the fact that it oozes out of you every second you bid
You cannot love anyone the way you are in love with me
Nor can you recreate the moments you are and will share with me

The closeness? The fondling? The cajoling? Is that all a lie
Do you need more concrete evidence to say you can’t create a lie
I know I am not worth you cause I am no prince or handsome
But I know beyond doubt that I can keep you happier than anyone

Love finds you and no one can deny that cause it is written
And it is indeed written for us which is why we bond my kitten
You can be stupid and avoid me for reasons that are not true
But nothing will ever stop me from continuing my love

And if you think time will divert me or that another man will
You truly know nothing about my iron clad strong will
I will not leave you for any reason because you have my heart
And you cannot give it back to me because it will kill us both

I will wait for you my darling till ‘death do us apart’
Or rather till death does me away rather than being with you

Open your eyes my darling
Q

The Pleasure of Craziness

Craziness is not eccentricity, in my world, it is bliss
Sometimes craziness is in fact sweeter than a mother’s kiss
People are crazy in one way or the other and no one is an exception
Well if you think the world’s most difficult thing is inception,
Think again, cause tougher still is its creator – perception

Among all of the world’s craziness, beyond all the weird ones
The premier one that takes the crown are the love based ones
There is nothing more blissful than being crazy for someone
But even more blissful is if you are craved for by someone
And if that someone is from your dream, that is true paradise

But just like all that in nature which is desired is difficult to obtain
This is one dream, dreamt by all but difficult to sustain
The peak of this craziness is the pursuit of your soul’s dreams
And working for that – the sweat takes you to peace’s realms
If one day the dream my life finds me, I will embrace it


And I will make my life but colorful and beautiful like the sunset
And it will make sure on its own that you are never again upset
There is nothing more pleasant than living for your loved ones
From your parents to siblings to your wife, they are precious ones
And you will not share that happiness unless you get your dreams

The thing with reaching your dream is that it is not easy
But the sweat and the blood shed for it makes your life breezy
Do not stop for the people born just to deter you
But just make sure you never loose what is written for you
And here I end my waffle hoping to get crazy and dream

Go Crazy – for your passion
Q

The Warrior who failed to mesmerize

He was not one of those things that swipes you off your feet
Nor is he something of super-cool nature which you really wanna meet
He lay in seclusion for quite a long time but he’d not mind
Cause he was a pure oddity, one of a kind

He never cried nor did he mourn but sadness surrounded him
Like battle field and smoke, it was inseparable from him
But he survived the hardships and learnt how to avoid new obstacles
He became a warrior who could face even death and return victorious

He waded through the sea of life like a dolphin, absolutely calm
Within a very short time, he found the world within his palm
One day, like the bolt from the blue came a flower to him
It was not his but he wanted it to be and thus he found a partner

The flower gave him the one thing which he had never seen,
And he became addicted to that gift and he cared for nothing but her
Happiness was that gift which he got only from her,
And he knew that all his life, he must be a slave to her

The warrior loved the flower and he cared for nothing but her,
And the flower loved him too, but would never admit it
For the warrior was inferior to her in all walks of life
She could not leave him nor could she be with him

Scarred, he was as he had been in battles all his life
Beyond everything, he wanted some happiness in his life
Due to his experience, he read through the flower’s mind
And decided that he had to do something for her to be happy

Should he stay with her and make her realize her love?
Or should he leave her in hope that she finds solace elsewhere?
He knew so much of life but he could not answer this
Such is the power of love, it makes you know that you have a heart

To be or not to be?
Q

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