Sunday, December 12, 2010

Sunday Night

It was a Sunday Night
when the lights came on
when you said hi
and i drew a smile

it was a Sunday Night
when my world changed
and never again
stayed the same

it was a Sunday Night
like tonight
We are in the middle of a fight

Friday, December 10, 2010

Third Poem

I didn’t know you’d last

until I write my third poem

I thought you we re feather like





In my silence you’d come


Shaking my skin and beneath

Leaving me




And when my gongs sound

Neon and orange lights dancing

And colored gumballs raining

On my usually cluttered life

You remain






Guess you are more like the moon

Constantly changing your face




Then waning

Yet ever so uniquely

Illumines my night

This is one of my favorite poems from my 'vault'. I thought it would be nice to dig some pieces from there as my present situation doesnt allow me to produce some pieces. Its been a struggle writing these days.

I am finally ok. I thank God for the 'mind'. It helps us make sensible decisions. I thank God that after everything that has happened, I have only good things to remember. Well, its more of a choice to remember only the good things. What's the use of hoarding things that wont make you smile, right?

Well, here's me wishing everyone a wonderful Christmas. I'd be back for that well flavored Christmas post.And hoping I could write again with more depth. hehe. I kinda am embarassed at how shallow I have been writing.

thanks fro dropping by! Ciao!

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Today, A Sunday

I saw you today
over at Uncle Ray's
I heard you tellin'
about how you wooed them
and how you are takin'
this world for some spinnin'

I must say, Baby
this made me happy
watching from where i was sittin'
with the smoothies i was sippin'
i giggled for each of your laughter
i doodled my heart on a tissue paper

so here i am writing you a poem
could have been better if i can sing you a song
i just want to say baby,
i am happy
to see you happy

I saw you today
over at Uncle Ray's
I usually don't go there on Sundays

Friday, December 3, 2010

i think

the clouds are clearing
i think i am hearing
the sunshine singing
and the daisies dancing

i think i have finally
let go of you