Wednesday, November 28, 2007

A fresh burdon

A new day now bothers me a lot,
For it means a new 24 hours,
That I don’t know how to spend.

I just have to pass by those
Hours minutes and seconds
Whoever passes by, just say hi,
Don’t talk just keep him out of my pain.

Those uninteresting moments
Of life to move on just to live
For living the next day, a fresh Burdon
That I don’t want to carry.

Full of noise the world goes,
Around me with an unattractive look,
A great sadness fills me within,
When I see the new desires in its eyes.

The great agony

A beautiful morning always I believed,
Still occurs after each night,
But the day is becoming unbearable,
And the night with a ruthless pain.

Day becomes heavier now a days
As it progresses into evening,
A hard unbearable agony gradually grabs
The heart with great force.

Feel like I never desired anything,
Now nothing remains to be desired,
And I never awoke to this world,
Now I never need to sleep.

As a never ending sorrow
gets into Veins of the body,
The grief engulfs over the
Soft layers of sensitive mind.

Gone are the days

Just they were such a beautiful days.
Like a new bud still to open into early sun.
An unlimited dream that I could see,
A happy mind with a more happy soul.

Gone are the days with a minute of word,
Gone are the dreams and gone everything.
I could just be happy those days,
And I can’t be anything but sorry now.

As if I failed in the realization way,
Got captured into a mirage and lost,
Now please awake me everyday my God,
For a realization, not ever into a fallacy.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

A silent agony

Even can’t express what is going on.
A regular cry from bottom of heart
Pervasive into this whole sky
A vacant look, I can’t tolerate.
And an eternal sense of disaster that passed by.

I just collapsed into myself.
A black hole, Even not emitting the rays,
So powerful. I just cant escape.
A black hole of undesired truth.
A paused and broken passion and interest.

Just keep my silence to insulate others
From the ill effects, of it
I, I am the cause of it and it is my misery.
And I will tolerate the unbearable,
A silent agony amid the clueless noise.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Good night

Today God scattered those stars into another combination,
like a musician puts beats and tunes in a new way for a new song,
like a painter brushes colours in different ways in a new painting,
this beautiful sky is a treasure for your patience all through the day.

Another sunny day

Another sunny day fallows.
To add to whatever we had been
preparing for a long time.
A pace ahead in achieving the cocluded.

Good morning

That gentle movement of flower under morning wind,
That slowly pervasive illuminating sun-shine,
That beautifully petalled multicolour floral gardon,
Let all of them wake you up for a far beautiful morning.

welcome to new day

A raising sun from the east,
a chilly gust from the west,
and a thin layer of mist,
make up a perfect welcome for you into a new day.

Good morning

Light beaming through foggy vacant space,
between the pine leaves make me happier,
while I hold my eyes captured into the sceen,
to imbibe the essence of nature into me.

Good morning

Tender rays of the king of east,
smoothly land on sweet cheeks of,
beautiful facial of the baby,
making it a splendid combination of,
innocence and enlightenment.

Good morning

Far in the sky I can see your rays,
And your shine penetrating thru tree leaves,
Why are you hiding oh eastward sun,
Come out and brighten the day for us.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Good morning

Even today's sunshine is as sweet as every day,
To fill the morning in its own special way,
I always wait for you oh dear beam,
And wish all things get real from my dream.