Will you hold my hand
And stay true to me ?

Will you still talk to me..
When words I utter….
no longer make sense….

To say I love you is a painful effort
I am tired, this disease is killing me softly
I will not live long in this world..
Will you extent your hands to me?

What if I am no longer the queen whom you worship?
Will you still hold my hand?
Will you walk with me along the road of life..
When I am no longer able to stand tall
Will you hold my hands for me?

Will I still be your princess?
If the gowns can’t fit no longer…
The mirror wont reflect me no more..
Not a beautiful string of hairs to comb…
Will you still keep your castle for me?

Will you whisper sweet words to my ears…
When my ears can no longer hear?

Will you still embrace me.. want me..
When I can no longer feel…

Can you stand my numbness?
My dullness? My clumsiness?

Will you still look at me..
If what you see is a piece of worn out artwork….
Which is no longer precious…

Do you still need me.
If the kisses are tasteless..
If the hugs are cold..
If the future is bleak….

Do you still need me..
when my visions are blurry…
… and you need to see for me?

Will you still hold my hand..
To walk to the beaches..
To the romantic theatres…
To all the places in the world….
Will you carry me..
When my feet are too weak to walk?

Will you?

when I cant hardly breathe my last breath….
Will you still hold my hand?

Will you hold my hands?

Do you remember the day we met?
On a crazy rainy day back in 1989?
Ohh.. The rainiest season of the year …
You walked so fast but you were soaking wet
I bumped into you in the middle of the street

We almost kissed but did we try to avoid?
What a lovely kissing in the rain..
It would be..
In the middle of a busy Chulia street?

There was a pang of sensation deep inside me..
When our eyes locked and I couldn’t shy away..
We both were speechless
and my hearts skipped a beat
It was like we were lovers from the past years….
United once again on this rainy day…

Come on …
Kiss me in the rain… my heart kept telling me
Ohh…
Kiss me in the rain… my heart screamed inside..
If he’d kissed me… I would not give him up
If he’d kissed me.. I would be his forever
I was so sure I would.

But then…
How foolish I thought I was..
Wanting a stranger to kiss me in the heavy rain..
Hoping that handsome tall man
Would fulfill my crazy dream?

But I was lost for a while
When he pulled me in his arms..
and he did kiss me in the POURING rain..
Ohhh!! He kissed me in the rain…
And I fell in love with him forever on that craziest rainy day…

Kiss me in the rain..
I would fall in love with you once again…

Step sister 1:
Cinderella! Cinderella!
Have you seen my Blackberry?
Prince Charming is having a grand party
Texted everybody in this country

Step sister 2 :
Cinderella! Cinderella!
Don't tell sis, I received a message too
Iron my dress, polish my shoes
Will not let her dance and step on my shoes
Prince Charming is mine, I am not gonna lose

Cinderella :
My sister 1 , my sister 2
Please do whatever you told yourselves
after cooking, I'd be busy myself
fairy godmother will come at my side
to offer a dress and a carriage to ride.
Prince Charming didn't text or call me
I do not own a Blackberry
but he had come here in person yesterday
Funny, He didn't ask me to try on a shoe
instead he had asked me to recite a poetry
He said he was head over hills in love with poetry
and found Cinderella a poet he wanted to marry

Sister 1 and Sister 2 :
Shut up Cinderella !
You are filthy little liar!
Liar Liar Liar

While the step sisters were getting mad
A golden carriage came for rescue
Cinderella stepped in a carriage
Held her poetry books tightly in her hands
and Fairy godmother sat very cool on her side

Stepsisters were in state of shock
Busy texting their mother and friends
and complaining, and crying, and shouting, and cursing
as Cinderella Went straight to the castle to marry her Prince Charming.

Papa bear whistles
Mama bear sings
Baby bear jumps
and he yells out loud!
Papa look what I have found!
a yellow hibiscus for mama!
Papa bear grins
Mama bear smiles
Baby bear struts with pride!
Mama bear, Papa bear and baby bear
are enjoying their walk in the woods.

gimme a hug,
the only antidote to my lonely heart
gimme a hug
the true and effervescent manner of cometh see
gimme a hug
the way to everlasting love
gimme a hug
the fervent route to unblemish happiness
gimme a hug
and i'll forever engrave you on my mind

Oh! What a freezing cold winter morning
Everything is white.. everything looks frozen
I find myself in the state of mourning...
Not a single soul, complete silent.. unspoken..

The grave silent winter’s day today
On this chilly winter morning...
The memory of you is within me everyday...
This frosty winter morning.. its you, whom I am longing...

The winter skies are clear and bright...
The chilly breeze touches my skin..
Your handsome grin will be such a delight..
If you shall lay next to me skin to skin....

The Last winter we were together
In front of that fire place.. We cuddled each other
Throwing snow ***** like we were teenager
In this world only you and me lived together....

How i wish on this winter’s day..
That your love for me will never die...
I have faced the sun on the summer’s day
The emptiness on this winter ?i can never lie..

Something so hard
goes straight to the soul;
it seems impossible to get over
and my heart is left with a big hole.

I’m trying to be happy, wearing a smile;
but I’m dying inside.
The world seems to be fading,
and I just want to run and hide.

Everywhere I go I see your face,
and realize how much I miss you;
and on the day you died
a piece of me died too.

Woh dil nawaz ha lekin nazar shanas nahi,
Mera ilaaj meray charahgar kay paas nahi,

Tarap rahay hain zabaan per kai sawal magar,
Meray liay koi shayaan-e-iltamaas nahi,

tere ujalon main bhi dil kanp kanp uthta hai
mere mizaj ko aasudagi bhi ras nahi

kabhi kabhi jo tere qurb main guzre the
ab un dinon ka tasawwur bhi mere pas nahi

guzar rahe hain ajab marhalon se dida-o-dil
sahar ki as to hai zindagi ki aas nahi

mujhay ye dar hai k teri arzu na mit jaye
bahut dinon se tabiyat meri udaas nahi,

It has been raining all night long..
As I was singing sad love songs..
Look at the sky so dark and gloomy..
The air is damp and raw and lazy..

Looking out from my window..
The streets were wet and sloppy
and the rain came slowly and doggedly down,
as if it had not even the spirit to pour.
That exactly how i feel tonight..
Sad, emotionless, empty and lonely..

I pray for a little bit of sunshine...
Will there be a little light at the end?
Will warmth once more fill my heart
Banish sadness from my soul
Bring new joy after long wet days
A new life, new start for what has yet to come

Begone dark clouds of sadness
Begone wet cold begone
Welcome to this brand new life
Welcome a new beginning
Although the rain has played it part
The sun will warm the living

The storm has left my aching heart
No more sorrow no more pain
Dark clouds have been lifted from my mind
By sunshine after rain

my heart still aches...
of the sad sad past..
when will this pain..
stop to endure?
when will your image
stop to haunt?

how can i last ?
how can i live ?
the pain wont go away...
as long as i live....

LOVE IS PAIN .. LOVE IS SORROW..
BUT I STILL LIVE TODAY AND TOMORROW..

I killed myself but I am still alive…
Thank God you've made me survive…
I thank you god for saving my life..
I now realized only your love will last…

Your eyes aren’t eyes.
They’re bees.
I can find no cure for their sting.

Your eyes aren't eyes
They're telescopes
The deepest layer of my heart  I cannot hide

Your eyes aren't eyes
They're knives
I cry when it pierces my heart open

Your eyes aren't eyes
They are bows and arrows
I can be an archer's fan in archery sport

Your eyes aren't eyes
They're home
I can see how wonderful my life  in there

Your eyes aren't eyes
They are magic potion
I melt I die upon a gaze of your eyes..

A Poet Fell in the Forest

When walking in the woods,
you learn to pick up your feet.
Because today, a poet fell in the forest.
He tripped on a root of a tree.
Reaching to recover a few of his ink pens.
Here's wear the adventure begins.
Luck was with him at that moment,
a grizzly bear came foraging through the forest.
Fortunately for him too,
poets, are not on the bear's menu.
Like most bears in the wild,
wanting nothing to do with man.
Started moving away like it was
a part of mother nature's plan.

Getting up off the forest floor,
continuing on his way through the woods.
The poet pulled out a pad from his backpack,
and scribbled a poem about facing your fears.
How his heart raced as he knew not to look
mother nature in the face.
The poem spoke of knowing
when to stand your ground.
He didn't forget to mention
how he tripped and fell down.
Meeting a hungry grizzly bear,
happy he's alive to tell the tale.
He titled the poem,
“A poet fell in the forest”.

I chose to hide,
Behind my veil.
In my safe home,
My existence frail.
My identity and my honour,
My own choice to preserve.
Hiding within my soul,
Modesty that i reserve.
Eyeing this dusty world,
Lost treasures of faith
seven virtues for world,
Veil for me is eighth.
Proud of my identity,
happy on my choice.
This is what i am,
Hijab is my voice.

As I softly put on

My beautiful veil

I think of how sadly

People seem to fail

To see its beauty

See why we do

Wear it daily

If only they knew

This veil to me

Is so extremely priceless

Its not the beauty of the veil

It is not the beauty of the person

Its the beauty of the faith

a strong religious belief

Hidden in this beautiful veil...

I am writing a letter for you..
I am stuck in the middle i cant continue
Even the finest vocabularies fail to describe how I feel
for you
what is the most appropriate diction to encapsulate
this tangle heart of mine..
Funny sometimes when we lost all kind of words from our heart.
Only to convey some simple feelings
or state of minds
and....
The search for words will continue...

What is the best description of you?
I have lost the words to describe
What is the best way to thank you?
I have lost the right words to say.

What is the best description of me?
You say you've lost the words to describe
What is the best way to thank me?
You say you've lost the right words to use

What is the best description of me?
You will  search the words to describe
What is the best way to thank me?
Well just use the words in your heart

Let's reminisce our sweet childhood
Caught you red-handed one spring day
You were stealing roses for a girl unknown
My uncle got mad and chased you away...
So fast you ran and never looked back...

The very next day you shyly came to his door..
SORRY You said , and so swiftly you went away...
So innocent boy and so awfully sweet..
But You vanished for years
neither heard nor seen you again for so many years..

sitting down on a wooden bench under an apple tree
saw a young gentleman came to my uncle’s door
puzzled I started to wonder who he might be...
was he the one who stole the roses on that spring day?

but he  has completely changed for the better now
and finally caught my gaze
today he brought me flowers from a garden of his own.

On a beautiful spring day right under that apple tree....
when I caught you stealing the roses... 20 years ago
stealing the roses for me...
I had no slightest idea that  it was my heart
you stole with you too.

The many rhythms of musical plays
The various unique musical genres
The beautiful vocabulary in lyrics of songs
The melodious voice of charming singers
The melodies of love
is beauty beyond words
your heart drums
when your eyes meet hers
the sounds in your head
keeping you sane
your speech is melodious
as you charm her and let her fall
again you play with the melody of love
your hands clap as she finishes her song
you both treasure the beautiful love song
her whispers to your ears
singing sweet love songs
making heartfelt promises
now she plays her melodious love mantra
and hypnotizes you to this beautiful melody
of love...

Have you ever think
With the most possible and impossible tasks assigned to her
Why god created women so wonderfully
and only given them two hands?
the simple answer being...
women make magic!
with two magical hands
brilliantly creative brain...
they turn everything to magic!

When I was a kid
Mom combed my hair
and we sang Que sera sera
This was what she always said to me:
"Sharina Sharina what ever will be will be
The future you dont see..
but you are my pretty girl
please let me see..."
and she turned my head around
kissed my forehead and smiled...

When I was a teenager
I combed my hair every night
missing my mom's beautiful hands
as she brushed my hair gently
and softly said good night

When I turned to adulthood
I combed my hair daily still
making sure its healthy and perfect
and put a head scarf and covered it
My religion says beauty is not to reveal
My crowning glory is not a display
In this way I protected my dignity...

When I got married
The night my love uncovered my veil
Thanking me for saving my modesty
This crowning glory, this body and this soul
is made for him in the most sacred way...

Years have passed...
and now I am getting old...
still combing my hair before i turn in to bed...
my love is snoring on the bed
no longer eagerly waits...
and the hair brush is getting too hard
hurts the skin on my head
painfully brushing my crowning glory
in between the thinning curls
look what I've just found
Grey hair... ochh!!!

Haqiqat hai yaqeen karlo,
Men usko bhool kar khush ***….

“Muhabbat marr chuki hai ab,
Men usko bhool kar khush ***….

“Badalti rut ki waja se tabyat,
Kuch hai bojhal see….

“Yun mera haal na pocho,
Men usko bhool kar khush ***….

“Tumhen kia weham hai kyn,
Raat bhar milne nahi aaty.???

“Aye mere nennd ki paryon
Men usko bhool kar khush ***….

“Udasi sary ghar men,
Pheeli jati hai ghum bankar….

“Tum har dewaar par likhdo,
Men usko bhool kar khush ***…!!

Translation to Malay Language

Aku gembira untuk melupakanya

Amanah ku ini adalah realitinya
Dan aku gembira untuk melupakannya

Cinta yang telah meningal dunia
Dan aku gembira untuk melupakanya

Translation to English:

I am happy I am not sad to forget
He is mine, that's reality
and I am glad to forget it all
The love has died
and I am happy to forget it all

Gazing at your tiny innocent face....
Holding your hands so gently..
I know my angel is strong and brave
As I put you to bed so delicately...

I will always be around no matter where you go...
I will be there even if you dont know..
I will be healthy and strong just for you
Forever I will belong to you..

As long as I breathe I will protect you..
I survive in this world just to be with you..
No matter what you say
No matter what you do
Angel there I’ll be for you..

You open your sleepy eyes..
There is sweetness in your face..
A spontaneous hug and kiss so passionately..
My Tears drop on the pillow voluntarily
I have been kissed by an angel who loves me tenderly....

I listen to the sound of the wind that blows
The soft breeze touching gently on my cheeks
As I am sitting on a rock near a sea
the sounds of the breaking waves
fantastic rhythm of music ever
sitting here away from the hustle and bustle
of the city life,
no alarm clock is needed here
no urgency to rush for chores
quiet evening... soon will be sunset
watching the birds flying home
the ships are sailing far away
The fishermen  are coming home
The dolphins are waving GOOD BYE
and the trees are swaying to the left and right
and bowing to say thank you
for the appreciation of a tranquility day.

The gloomy clouds on a monsoon night…
The sky seems so far in the darkest blue..
Neither glittering stars nor the shining full moon…
The clouds is crying and hiding the moon

Dark night… My heart is heavy as the rain in the clouds…
Lightning flashes and the thunder blooms
Tonight, rain is all that I need
Heavy falling water ,falling to ease my pain…

I need a break from all these troubles…
Let us dance in the rain and get us soaked..
Even for a minute, an hour or perhaps a year…
This sway in the rain as we whisper sweet words..
Blow away all the darkest tales in the lovers hearts..

Hand in hand we sway in this rain
Let the sound of the rain be the music of love..
Barefooted we dance in each other’s arms
Let the rain fall forever and the world not to end
Glued in the rain, never shall we depart

Never will I dance alone in the rain
I will dream that I am dancing with you..
My hair is soaked… my eyes are red…
In every raindrop … there is a tear of sorrow
Might weep a little tonight…
But I am happy I am dancing with you..
Tonight in the rain I dance with you…

words are to be shared not kept
words of beauty, words of love
words of  nature are not just words
Unless its spoken or written down...
some talks words of romance and love
some talks on the god's creation and beauty of the sea
some words praise the winter, spring and summer..
words.. words of praise.. words of appreciations
words of beauty and words of heartfelt love...
we all depend on words no matter how we feel...
words only words that reflects our thoughts...
words only words that shares whats in the mind
some words are not easy..
some words are so simple..
some words are just sweet words...
Sweet words of love, devotion, words just meant for you
Words that remain unspoken but the message still gets through
Words to make you happy words to make you sad
Words that say I love you and words to make you glad
some words are from the deepest core of heart
some words are merely hearsay...
some words are too good to be true..
words too can pierce a heart
But the words don't come easy
They're hung on frozen
lips standing there
While the world's anticipating love
And the words don't come easy
Lady laughs a laughing tear and says
All we really need today are sweet words
but true...
buts words don't come that easy in this cold cold freezing night...
                        ~ sharina~

In the crowded streets of the city
Everybody walks with their heads held high..
No one bothers to show a pity..
When an old grandma collapses on the road nearby..

She is neither looking nor asking for a sympathy
She is just someone feeling so lonely
Like a dried petal of rose.. torn and ugly
Unwanted.. untouched and unloved by many..

Shun by her uncaring loved ones..
Avoided even by the stingy bees...
***** and old wanted by no one..
Wrinkled and weak ..
Hungry and thirsty..
Whos’s gonna care for an old dumb grandma?

Slowly she wakes up one more time
To embrace the endless cruel fate of life
she picks up her heart heavily from the floor,
as it lay in pieces, like broken glasses..

She dissappears in the spooky darkness
walks to nowhere ..her weak limbs takes her
All alone no one cares her sorrows or tears..
Have anyone bothers to kiss or hug her?

One freezing morning people found her lay
lying next to where she was left in pieces,
She cant move, she can’t scream,
She has only silence for company
The screams of silence is all that remains,

Alone she died buried with her troubled memories..

lost in the shadows of life.. All alone...

What kind of life?
Sweet and brutal lies,
What kind of happiness?
Being swayed in deceit..
Manipulations, deceptions..
She was betrayed, lied and deceived..

She was in a cocoon surrounded by lies..
she was too blind she couldn’t spot a trace
It all started with a bunch of sweet lies
Tormented heart, scarred emotions, what a disgrace?

You'd let her heart ruled her head
You'd played selfishly with her gullible heart
You'd cheated her mind till she couldn’t think ahead..
You'd stolen her soul and broken her heart..

Deceit and Deception, over and over
The chances of happiness, hopes is always there
Wise thinking will determine your fate
making choices for the best, better soon than late

Driving at the highway
all the way up
Sending A child away
To pursue her dream
A daughter at a university
A Parent’s dream half fulfilled
Sleepless nights
Worrying for her safety
Sleep talking starts
The house seems so empty
Nightmares begin..
Waiting for a call..
She misses me?
Or my money more?
~ Sharina~

Brown girl in the rain tra la la la la
Brown girl in the rain tra la la la la
Singing Boney M while putting on my shoes
A sudden heavy downpour from the sky
Its raining! Raining!
A heavy rain in the morning!
No brown girl should be out..
and fight this rain...
No Brown girl should wet her dress
and spoil her make up
early in the morning
before she starts to work
please sit down..
let us sip another cup of coffee
while we listen to the song of the rain....

I went away but I never left you
I was absent but I was always there
My body was a thousand miles away
Distance divided us in two
Though far a part
My heart was always there
Reluctant to make an absence
Refused to leave the trails of love
The paths that we both took
If you leave my thoughts will be with you
Out hearts will always be joined
In mind, in souls we are always one
The thoughts in our heads will still mingle
I am yours,
and you will always be mine

Heart is connected with the universal energy
Head is logical
Heart goes with synchronous vibrations
Head will analyse everything
LOVE is Lactation of Vitall energy
When focussed it can mean "I love u"
So dil tho pagal hai
when two hearts interact in LOVE
the Spiritual Energy Xchange happen
Dil tho pagal hai

love is crazy...
for,
some they  just go mad
some cry out of pain
some cry out of joy

others make promises
others break promises
others cheat and lie

some say i will bring you the stars
some say i will bring you the moon

for others they say they will be heros
for others they say they will do anything
all becouse of love

for some it's a sweet memory
for some it's pain that has been
for their loved ones left without a reason

love is crazy
it appears from nowhere
it never ask you why
it does not have a direction
love never explain

love can whisper from a distance
love can sharpen your senses
or sometimes make them numb
love is uncontrollable
love is contagious

love speaks from the heart the loudest
love dis functions the brain
no one in love has the time to think
rationally
because
love is simply crazy
love is pagal

What kind of games are you playing?
Hide and seek? Win Lose or Draw?
I am sick of these games of yours
Not a slot machine in a video games center...
Not also your fancy new games in a computer..

Am I not worth?
Am I just the games you used to play?
Am I your latest collections of Barbie doll ?
Felt used and manipulated
Treated me like a toy...

Where have you been?
Unanswered messages, 101 missed calls
So... this is what your true love is...
You told me to find someone else..
And You told me to move on...
It really is not fair..
Cause you told me to always play fair..

Promises made are promises kept..
When you cant be here..
Just tell me where you are?
You cant be trusted anymore..
Tell me where have you been to?
Tell me how many hearts have you broken?
Where have you been...
Where have you been.

In times of sadnss
In times of pain and hurt
With loses and wins
You stand by me
Holding my hand through it all
With gratitude our love stays
Amazingly strong...
Even when in doubt
When hateful words and emotions
get the best of us and...
Take the unfriendly toll on our minds
You stand by me
By my side you stay
You never leave my sight
You won't ever let me go
Oh say you won't...
Our love is strong
Always in our hearts...
And in our souls
We love
We laugh
We live and cry
You stand by me.
Forever...

Remember when the sun would slip behind the trees
Sewing fancy shadows made from dancing leaves
Our first balloon ride in the midday breeze
We always understood there were no guarantees

'♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦

I came to you unfinished with my childish ways
You were all panache with your silken bouquets
A beautiful stream of sunsets under autumn's gaze
It was you and I , creating our own maze

♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦'

The cabin still stands out by Cemetery Hill
You carved a window box for the windowsill
Our ceiling of memories will minify the chill
On the mantle of tomorrow where time stands still

'♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦

I've carefully placed you on the dashboard of time
Where onward and upward is the only way to climb
We'll draw the blueprints for pipe dreams sublime
While humming our song, about rosemary and thyme

♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦'

It's time to go now; won't you take my hand
Across salt-misted orchards toward the hinterland
We'll fly to Easter Island where giant statues stand

In our vortex of infinity; one woman -- one man ♦

You said it has never happened before
Not here, not anywhere,
Nobody has ever done it
I said, let's make a history
So no one can tell...
See, history repeats itself
Let's do it,
Crazy ? perhaps
Insane? Not quite
let's create our own history
Make it known to the world
This mystery is a great history
Your history and mine..
Us...

She met a stranger
Took the offer for a ride
Stopped for a couple of drinks
at a really cheap bar
over a plate of a free meal
her modesty was stripped,
didn't  seem to care
too much alcohol
drugs overdosed
stranger upon stranger
cut her open
her dignity on her feet
life is too cheap
for a lady like her
who just wanted to be called
nothing but  a "CHICK".

In a dreamy state of mind I am today
Remembering you and all the good times
How could I relive those days all over again..
My feet are too numb… my body is too weak
To walk, to dance with you in the misty rain once again…
Who will amuse me with the red and pink roses again?
Today.. I revisited the garden once again..
Everything still look the same..
Except for you aren’t here to hold my hand…
You wouldn’t be here, never will be…
Twenty years ago I had loved you…
In October rain you were taken away…
I am left alone to reminisce the days…
Come summer, winter, autumn and spring days…
A hundred or a thousand more years..
I promise you that my love will remain… unchanged…
Look honey! It’s the misty rain again…

I can touch the sky ..
Without wings to fly ..
Just with a feeling that you are near by..
I can reach the top of the mountains when your shadow pass by
I can reach the deepest seas without blinking my tiny eyes …
Thinking of you .. as the only breath supply ..!!

When I was annoyed I called you TOM
and you were very mad you yelled….
HEY YOU JERRY…
aren’t we? really like Tom and Jerry?

You always broke my heart..
and I hurt you back…..
You tore my soul apart….
and I hated you…..
you said you loved me…. and I hated you left…
I hate despite of the pain… I care…
I hate despite of the hurt…. I love…

You annoyed me so much….
and I despised you…..
Never we had… to come to a compromise…..
Never we had… to come to an understanding….
but I hate most…..
how…… I cant hate you…

But Tom…. you have captured my heart…
I cant escape you anymore….
If this love and hate relationship of us……
Is a sign of LOVE…
Lets sail on a Journey called Life.. love….
Come on dear Tom…..
Jerry cant live without…….you…..

I smile again at the mirror
It doesn't smile back as usual
Hate my reflection today
Something is really wrong
What's with my face?
My eyes?
The same eyes I have
My nose?
Exactly the same
My cheeks?
Hmm... smooth
My lips?
Sweet still
So why didn't you smile back?
Mirror.. mirror... do tell...
Tell me the truth..
It hurts if you lie..
oh what? my forehead?
Oh no...two ugly lines
Thank you... reality hurts
I swear not to smile again....

Make sure there is a pencil in your bag
A small notebook in your pocket
Ideas are sometimes spontaneous
And inspiration does not come everyday
Look everywhere, listen, and smell,
And don't forget to write things down.
Even if you see and listen well,
What you have seen, might not come back around.
That's where your pencil plays it's part.
And with your pencil, there's no regrets.
Especially when pertaining to the heart,
The pencil remembers, what the mind forgets.

I die a thousand deaths,

Day by day, everyday.

Moving along the way, somehow.



No motherly shade to hide me,

No fatherly words to guide me.

Living side by side, somehow.



Temples flow with milk and sweet,

While, my tongue lurks for a single pea.

Staying under, somehow.



What do you know about water, wind or air?

I have felt all the glare, everything here.

Fighting strong, somehow.



Pet of a rich is worthy than me.

Has all the food and wishful glee.

I am alive, somehow.



When will lord do justice?

Death seems the only solution to me,

For I die a thousand deaths day by day, everyday.

Through years of my prime
I walked with a heart
crazy about love.

I wanted my heart to bloom
and shelter a shadow of love.
when the heart was soaked in passion
and was wet,
I wanted to wrench it dry
on love itself.
I wanted to paint a picture,
in indelible print, across
the canvass of my heart.

I stand today
in front of the Taj Mahal.
I watch the marble smiling
as the sunlight gives it a touch.
I feel gusts of wind
gone mad
as they come across
the heights of love here.
I listen to the music, waking in
the dream-eyed visitors' quiet hearts.

I am tipsy after my
own feelings
themselves have become wine.
I forget myself, world and all.

I don't know
whether I'm thinking of Shah Jahan,
Mumtaj or myself.
I'm quite disillusioned, stupefied,
enveloped under an expanding heart.

Shah Jahan who proved
an emperor to be shorter than a lover,
who turned a grave into a temple
who gave his beloved a place of God
and converted love into a prayer.

there exists one difference between
us two.
he was all in all, and if
I'd ever grown prosperous like he was,
I'd not have waited for my beloved's death
before I erected a Taj Mahal.

(Translated from Nepali by Manu Manjil)

I said he's just somebody that I used to know.
You asked me to explain it and you wouldn't stop.
I said well he's just somebody that I used to know.
You asked me once again and wouldn't let it drop.

I said it's an old story from an older time.
But then you found his name engraved upon my heart.
The main character  in a  tale of my life
been keeping it as a secret till...
I find myself and yourself standing far apart.
I tried to make it better but it didn't work,
and promises once broken can't be made again.
The end of our relationship came with a ****.
The end of something special brings a special pain.
And still the worst part of this sorry tale of woe -
is that he's just somebody that I used to know.
meet and met
like and  liked
know and knew
love and  loved
He ain't somebody you know
He is just somebody that I used to know...

She is the lady I met yesterday
Wearing embroidered black abaaya made in Dubai
A black veil covers most of her face...
but a pair of her mysterious looking eyes..
Has Captured my interest eversince that day

She was sitting in a a cafe all alone one fine day
Sipping black arabic coffee looking so lonely...
I stole a glance and observed her closely..
She is somewhat a mesmerizing beauty...

When she walked out that door,
she held her head down..
Not a chance for me to meet her in the eyes
But her inner beauty shines in her hidden body
A Respectable lady is a true beauty...

A pair of her eyes tells a lot of stories...
Her stories of happiness and her hidden struggles
Her eyes that smile shows a lot of love..
Her affection and her true devotion...

Her eyes reflects her tales of happiness and sorrow..
They also tell how strong she is inside
Her eyes tell how much is her fear...
To live for today and tomorrow...
Is she feeling afraid and very insecure?
That... I am not so sure...

But her gaze tells.... how brave she is..
Being a woman in abaaya in a strange town elsewhere
I know nothing of this one special lady...
But her beauty is her pair of eyes..
Her eyes that tell.....

Quiet campus
Lazy day
Bored to death
Tired evening
Moody moment
Undecided
Go to lecture
Skip the lecture
Too many tasks
lazy to think
Postpone the class
When to replace?
If i skip
they'd notice my absence
What would I do now?
My feet too heavy
Too weak to drag them
my laziest day ever...
skipping just a two hour session
would not make them idiots
ahh... stay.. its hot outside
ok, cancel the lecture..
call the class REP
OH! no, proceed please Madam...
Students are waiting..
eagerly for you...
pathetic madam..
running late...
ahh... where's the car key?
ohh... the class too far...
4.00pm sharp and here is madam...
giving a lecture at last....

SMILING!!!

Being nice
is not always wise
Being mean
is not the last resort
Plenty of options in life
Creativity adds essence to life
Innovate, create, prosper....

A heart that loves greatly and nurtures,
weeps for others and prays.
All the while celebrates life  with joy
and dances before God who knows her,
loves this woman with a passion so GREAT,
not one tear shed went unnoticed.
Ever.

Black is your coffee
Toasted and buttered your bread
Half past seven,
A quick peck on the cheek
off you go to the bank
one solid day you spend at the bank
a loyal servant of the bank of commerce
Your lover number one,
the bank..always the bank...

you'd be at the bank till all workers gone home
you'd be at your desk checking the accounts
making it balance , counting the profits
recovering the loss...
If there is an award for the banker of the year
The outstanding achievement
and the bla... bla... bla...
The winner is you, without a doubt...

While you're making your accounts pretty
Perfecting your financial reports
The dinner is getting too cold
The kids are growing up so fast  
Your cat is getting too old
Your wife is sulking too long
Your house is getting too far
Your family is slowly vanishing...
not physically of course...
the souls of love and life
is  disappearing little by little...

Dear banker,
If you happen to listen to this
banker's wife blues...today
Hope you'd throw the balance sheets in the basket
and sit with your wife and kids
in a garden,
drinking a cup of English tea  
Eating some home made biscuits...
How much bonus is more worthwhile
than watching your kids growing up
before your eyes...
kissing your wife good night
tasting the love doses...
Tell me, after listening to all these?
Will you still worry about your imbalance bank accounts?