Monthly Archives: June 2010

All I can Do

If there is one line to describe my current state, it is this:

‘All I can do, is Think about You’

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How Long?

Is it really so difficult ?
What’s with all that nervousness?
That pounding heart, that heavy breath,
That feeling of a chill running down the spine?

Is it really so difficult to concentrate?
To write a MSG, to write a mail;
To say what you mean,
Without restrain!

And is it really so difficult,
To act ur age?
One moment-smile at everyone,
The next – sway with rage!

Oh why so difficult to control
The ecstasy from her single word?
Or the feeling of despair and sorrow
When it comes but comes a little late!

Who will help you? Who will understand?
Who will decipher the meaning of ur state?
My friend , how
Long will you suffer alone,
Till your Longingness for her abate?

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TGIF

Ouch! Painful.. Wasn’t it?
Nevertheless I tried!
N now it’s time not to think
And start the Absinthian Weekend
With a trip to Brotzeit, perhaps
Then a night of hallucinations
While the Green angel guides me
On my Romantic quest!

Oh wait, did I forget
Lightyear is waiting to delight me,
9:40 sharp. Tonight !
Too much to do. Too much to drink
And it’s just 1 Friday night!

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Weird Stuff Cont.

Here as I Stand in this train, I look around the compartment and my eyes rest on a variety of emotions and faces. But what I am looking for is a face of love.

The face of love is defined not by composure, calmness and happiness. It’s the face of the lone person looking around for a mate, a face of anguish of longingness, with lines of boredome crisscrossing it. The eyes with a hopeful look, yet immersed in an ocean of loneliness. And yet to the bystander. a look of casual indifference.

The face is not to be found as far a I can see. Station in and station out, new faces pour in, but rarely do I find one that carries the look I am curious about.

I sigh deeply, and walk towards the door. And in that moment, my eyes glance upon something that I had been looking for all along. I find a face so filled with the aura of carelessness that one would mistake it for indifference to the world. The forehead lies calm as if in eternal peace. Yet the eyes sing a different tune altogether. There is so much pain hidden there, that given a chance they would rain down tears endlessly. There is a permanent search for someone, as there is a frustration with solitude. There is a thirst in them that can be satisfied by only another person that it is seeking. Without doubt , it is the look of love.

They who seek others, find it was their self that they were looking for!

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Pangs of Love

The pangs of love,
The pain of their strikes
The feeling of discontent
The endless desires

Painful it is
And is addictive
For the pleasure of the pain
Is sweeter than anything

The feeling of when
The heart feels alive
When u hear another voice in urself
Relentless until She is found!

Ah the sweet pain
And how I fail to notice
When it overtakes my senses
And makes me helpless

Oh! The Pangs of love!

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