it is the pain when you heart but it pains when i am bleeding too
don't look at me like that as if you are measuring my pain too.
you analyze my scream if it had a touch of cry
oh god you have gone all through this so your eyes are dry.
yes you are judgmental between mercy and truth
you gave what you receive and that is your truth.
i wish i was not searching for love in a heart gone through it
where is that waiting if you have read last page of it.
you can change everything but not your experience
yet i will never forget that face.

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.

i could not fall from my mind because it is uppermost
thought act as spine erecting me comes from innermost
i can see what is good or bad but when i see what i want to see
you can't call me judgmental because i know what is good for me
i can be swayed by my feelings but then i have a mind to decide
it can be coincidence of emotions and mind ultimately who knows who decides
yet i can think i am right and feel bad when told i am not right
it is me who is judgmental or they who say i am not right.

if things kept calling me what if i don't want anything.
why do things attract me when they don't reciprocate with me.
why do i say anything when nothing means for me.
don't come to me please live me alone everything.
how can i break this gravity and become free.
things are taking me away helpless i see.
let me breath out this attraction is it not the will
this nothing is not complete till i am still

every destination look a new beginning the walk never ends.
all seeking are done but newer one are send
the desire are getting tired and the achievements are fading away.
if today is fulfilled tomorrow starts with new fight and new day.
nothing is ending but the wait for nothing to happen is getting long.
let the end come before melody search the words for song

They say don't promise when you are happy
Don't reply when you are angry
Don't decide when you are sad
But what if one is sad and another is angry
If one is good and another is bad
I say never enjoy pain and let other feel pity.

Is it an attitude that lips spoke of silence.
Mind heart soul gave them rock hardness.
Eyes forehead cheeks all supported them.
All that was surprise was voice that came.
Even blessings were given with perfect measurement.
Assurances were gospel truth which is your arrangement.
Confused I ask to kiss my flowers.
They became white from red.
Softness of flower spoke out lips of iron and I am dead.

can some one tell that flowing river we are by her side.
we all can see her and didn't allow others we kept her hide.
we thought her as our aspiration but she always moved fast.
the surrounding made her beauty for her banks were last.
the force' the pride' the courage she shows didn't match clam around.
incomplete was her beauty without us still she resisted silence with sound.
we thought we were same landscape she adamantly said wait till i overflow.
oh god are we beggar because we live on her we accept we are slaves.
we loved her so much that we cannot remind her in summer you will slow.
let us all sing the chorus of pain and undermine her by making caves.

i don't want you if i know you remember me
you need not be by my side if you remember me.
the very thought of you is enough for me.
my heart beats at a distance then that is me.
for me some one is there is enough i need not know.
i don't want to hear from you if you say no
let me live my life with this beautiful thought
i can give you nothing but to you peace i bought

it was a walk i didn't knew how silent it could be.
the vision got tired searching noise if it could see.
so lonely was journey i wish something move with it.
even blowing wind got my attention tree without words
speechless grass lips close sky not a word indeed.
how can i **** this mourning death give me a sword.
i lost words then thoughts and even imaginations.
if now i am spoken to i doubt i have recognition.

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.

Entering dark was nothing at site.
For once very existense needed light.
With passing moments visibility was right.
Nothing glared as in light but visibility was right.
Now existense had sense but fear grip again.
Before collied the thought of injury was there.
Search for light took steps somewhere.
Without knowing I entered the light.
Every thing was bright with glaze and shine.
I search behind defeat of mine.
I took care of match and candle even in light because defeat was there in mind.
I waited long to defeat dark candle was courage in sight.
Wait was endless till that dark spoke to my ears.
He said he was fighting for all this years and the result noway near.
It was decided by dark and light lets coexist dear.

My eyes were on flowers and trees.
Mountain,thick forest,water flowing,green grass moving with the breeze.
Felt something wet i look at my own a ***** dark patch of mud on my cloths.
I couldn't decide what to concentrate on the beauty the dirt or both.
The dirt took me to water cleaning was all in mind.
Water wash mud but left a big dark patch behind.
Where did I get it how bad it looks now .
Guilty took the place of beauty I was left with only one thought to clean that patch now.

is it the earth beneath the earth

or the sky above the sky
the eyes don't see it, no mystery
nobody knows why women is shy
she gets all without asking for it
god knows the ways but she gets all
the heart seems still on that face
absorbing every things eyes don't give a call
the patience make impatience
her silence only talk
you can wait for seasons to learn that emotions
you can put eternity at her feet but don't expect her to walk

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.

i could not fall from my mind because it is uppermost
thought act as spine erecting me comes from innermost
i can see what is good or bad but when i see what i want to see
you can't call me judgmental because i know what is good for me
i can be swayed by my feelings but then i have a mind to decide
it can be coincidence of emotions and mind ultimately who knows who decides
yet i can think i am right and feel bad when told i am not right
it is me who is judgmental or they who say i am not right.

Co-exist
Entering dark was nothing at site.
For once very existense needed light.
With passing moments visibility was right.
Nothing glared as in light but visibility was right.
Now existense had sense but fear grip again.
Before collied the thought of injury was there.
Search for light took steps somewhere.
Without knowing I entered the light.
Every thing was bright with glaze and shine.
I search behind defeat of mine.
I took care of match and candle even in light because defeat was there in mind.
I waited long to defeat dark candle was courage in sight.
Wait was endless till that dark spoke to my ears.
He said he was fighting for all this years and the result noway near.
It was decided by dark and light lets coexist dear.

those iron gates are not meant to be broken
at a distance a knock is there for my heart to be woken
she rules the rule to make this world perfect
trying to keep what she thinks more perfect
has anybody tried to be what he is not
people try life long to be what they are not
the day people try to be what they are
everybody's search will end all will be woken.

at- will
I can be one at a time.
They say you can't change at will.
Whose will theirs or mine.
They said stop confusing peoples with your stand.
Ok I will not change if influence remain constant.
Fed up they say just follow the rules when you change.
Then make the rules that will will manage.
It is majorities will that make the rule.
But majorities of rules doesn't make the will.

that was notorious when you hide while looking at yourself in mirror
you wish like fantasy you could cut your age with mind of scissors
there was disappointment for that few white hairs which could not hide
cleverly mind said maturity is by my side and now vision is wide
skin getting lose but rigidness and flexibility getting tight
i am not bored from getting pump up ideas my experience are right
how long can i sustain new ideas decision making must come to rest
who knows better than me what is good and what is best.