Beautiful pair of dove
Veiling their head in neck
Avoiding the hearty gaze
Love That's beyond love
With the twit in the beak
They twitch, Twirl and toss
From Rome, Italy to Paris
In the sky of Candy floss
Like a snow covered dame
And the snowman in the veldt
Forms the heart of snow
In which the atmosphere melts
Windy air and ****
Cooing voice and bliss
Beautiful pair of dove
Veiling their head in neck
Avoiding the hearty gaze
Love that 's beyond the love

Hairless Bared meet This demonic figure
With slouched back and walk so vigour
He will cut you Pierce you and laugh with your
screams
Leave you a ****** message to prove he is supreme
Blood dripping from your cuts you will stare
helplessly
You will cry out loud and beg him for mercy
He loves to hear you scream you better not stop
Or he will bash you with his axe and keep you as a
prop
He will keep you as a trophy . He will laugh at you
everyday
So better stay awake and scream and weakly there
you lay
Till you give up the ghost he will sharp his knife And
drag you up to his palace
And let you rot there for the rest of your life
His name is Mickey Malice

Words pop up from my mind
Like a pop corn from a dish
Till I smear them on the paper
& Forming the queue to bind
Lightly, Slowly, Swaying in the air
They fall on the plain of your heart
Like the feather of a bird
It tickles your soul
and let it slowly depart

Those beautiful leaves that shine green in yellow
vibrant sunlight
And the change in the colour of shade , That Greenish
black view
That's what strikes my thought about life , Scatters my
nightmare of life being all blue
For you see the dew drop that shakes the leaf from
up to down
Also helps it to refresh its restless soul
The dew drop that shines in the woods alone
Falls lifelessly in the heart of earth
Leaving the leaf all wet with tears of remnants and
remembrance

Wanted a warm hug oh these harsh cool wind
WINTER IS STRIKING THE DOOR
The hot cup of coffee with blanket warped over me
OH ! NO WINTER IS STRIKING THE DOOR
Reading near the fireplace lost in the rhythm of
rocking
chair
Ah! Gotcha said winter coming close to me
Restless on the chair I made my way to run
But soon winter holds me tight , I am caught he said
with a
grin
I am so freezed and squirmed a lot
Living with winter , like in prison
BUT HAPPY TO KNOW SUMMER WOULD BE SOON
STRIKING
OUR DOOR

Mist over high , In the mysterious way
Lying like a grass in the bright hot day
When I was walking with my Allies
And My pals or my Buddies
Nothing was clear and difficult to see
So cloudy so disturbing it seemed to me
Sun rays breaking the chain of cloud
Which increased the difficulty for the crowd
When I was walking in the peaceful routes
Falling Leaves like Beautiful parachutes
When I Woke up and saw that I had dreamt ,
looked up and down Then Right and left
Stood frozen for second till I was on track
till their was a glass of water and a splash !

My friend is so upset , I don 't know why
I can make her happy , At least I should try
Maybe a tickle would work or it will make her angry
I think she is bored or else she is hungry
Maybe I should try to wipe away her stress
Engage her in some game or do some crazy stuff
UGH! I am so bored , You know what I tried ?
Brought a cake for her the flavour she liked
I think she didn 't like that creamy strawberry cake
Or the cream that was , Perfectly spread on her face

Sip of a liquor we felt on our lips ,
Erased our memory of all kiths and kins
All we can see is the crowd around us
Same are the faces all circled in rush
Darkness all around , We want to go back home
But don 't have the strength to stand on our own
We felt deep pain our eyes could not hold
Pain in our chest, tears from our soul
We stood up , Walked and tried our best
Tried, Tried and tried until our life came to rest
Now we are cured from the disease called life
And deep in the eternal world we have to dive
*** , ***** , Tequila shots shot us dead
Never let it happen to you , Never get trapped in this
suffocating net

With the smile on her face she came close to
me , Handed me a letter hiding all her misery . . . . . . . . .
So busy I was didn 't lend her an ear , And this is the
thing I always regret. . . . . . . . .
I imagine the day that has passed so far , The day
when my mommy brought me a toy car . . . . . . . . . .
In the journey from a toy car to my brand new
wheels , I never asked her choice or even what she
feels. . . . . . . .
The first day of my school was such an ace, But what
strikes my soul is my mum 's blissful face . . . . . . .
The spark and the glory she had in her eyes , Her
smile was known; I know it never lies. . . . . .
She was **** happy for me I noticed it in her
eye , The tears of happiness which I could never
deny . . . . . . . . .
When I was a teen I got my phone and cool stuff , I
never thanked her though it was all because of
her . . . . . . .
In my dreams every night that 's all I see, My
mommy, My mum lying besides me . . . . . . .
The letter was expressing her feelings and love for
me , The pain and agony she felt was now set
free. . . . . . . .
Emotions and love for me were just silly things , as i
was being selfish and crazy over small blings . . . . .
My taunts and words of hatred creep and crawl
slowly up my mind , whispered the things I did to her
for sure were not kind. . . . . .
I was always tugged in fight with you , I know I was
never right , But mom my arms are waiting for
you , Please come back and hug me tight . . . . . . . .

The scene of the class what can I explain
The boredom, The teacher all are the same
She yells at us her name is Mrs Jude
Her big framed glasses Oh ! She is so rude
Show pity our cries came straight from our heart
But she wasn ' t paying attention , Yeah ! She was
playing smart
Suddenly she turned and gave us a deadly gaze
We were scared like hell couldn 't look at her face
But the moment she smiled and called me , Hey Bud
I was about to trip the floor with the loud thud
But soon that she turned and left the class in rage
To the world of my dreams from where she came

A desert traveller in his way
Comes up with hurdles all the day
Like a seeker of knowledge drowned in its sea
With a sack to collect and destroy pearl and weeds
He has to survive in this evil life desert
With snakes,tarantula and poisonous lizard
All are waiting to tear him apart
To show splendor and might on their part
What a Pity! they whisper in his ear
With the ruffling wind that he could hear
The Storm of protest rebelling inside him
To let it out, Prove himself on whim
With the sword of his knowledge he killed them all
Close to prosperity and success  waterfall
Cupping the water close to his lips
Pages of his past one by one he flips
The tear in his eye and smile on his face
He creates the history and leaves his trace