i love that arrogance which erupt like volcano
unknowingly she does this to make me fall in lines she thinks so.
she keeps on changing themes till she does not know.
she is no more the same but she thinks to remain so.
change the look ,learning to live life on it's own
words change, attitude change, but she thinks to remain so.
she want's every thing but wants to come on there own.
change is the course of life she knows but pretend not to deviate.
forgetting all her pain, inflicting as much as she can create.
waiting for the rose, mesmerize by it's beauty, knowing it cannot talk.
budging not an inch, dreaming rose has kiss her lips, didn't allow the rose to walk

Her majesty decides every thing without a foot out of palace.
Those iron gates are not meant to be broken.
She never lived for smell and taste but needed her belongings at their place.
Eyes dried lips frozen but beauty was that face.
Life was ticks of clock till he arrived in the time between two heart beats.
She needed him with unlimited surprise at what you are and what is his lead.
He made no mistakes and replied those iron gates are not meant to be broken.

Not an inch was allowed to me.
Horizons of sight was all that to see.
The earth was endless accommodation for distant object and only resting space for me.
Questions were thrown answers remain silent go and ask thee.
Sentence was announce witness box was yet to build.
My weight was less than sun moon or stars i was a no match for thought that were build.

They like the flowers more then the tree.
Honey is sweeter but the bite of bees.
Flowing water is good but not the flood.
Red is the colour of choice but not the blood.
Beauty of nature is accepted but the thunder and the storm.
Blowing wind is welcome but not the blowing homes.
We search the stars and reject the surrounding black sky.
If all are nature's beauty then this selection why.
If we accept it as they are then the heart says nature's beauty is just short of women of my thoughts.

sky was pouring and i remember my beloved's tears
storm was guiding the rain she never knew dear.
if you become a broken leaf emotion of wind will guide you
she thinks she float with the wind but the wind knew too.
when confidence become support it is one way to the end
life cannot be lived on dotted lines you receive what you send.
if you think that you are sleeping when you close your eyes
dreams will never oblize . life is not poem on lips of poet.

why everybody wants to be treated like child all his age
why they want freedom in a cage
there is fear of growing because of conflict of interest
is maturity knowing your interest and protect it best
but in love you have to let go your interest for someone
yet people say in love i am interested in someone
it is very difficult to forget your identity and difficult to fall in love
BECAUSE LOVE STARTS WHEN TWO OF YOU ARE ONE

in silence i knew what people call love
it seems care for some one is what they call love
it is thought at a distance and care for ours belonging
then why care for some one is she one of my belongings
we all want to share and care with some one we call love
do we want companion or partner to carry the weight
i don't care for anybody but i love you is it not straight
the day you stop caring for some one you love
you can say you are in love.