He stole my heart
I stole his name
The name we shared
The love we cared
Made us  one
a lifetime connection
by a simple change in the name
Who is the better thief?
Me or him?

The blue water in the pool
Is it really blue?green?grey?
My eyes are deceiving me
The deceiving pool
Is mocking my courage as
I am standing here
Felling at the top of the world..
Brave myself for my first Olympic swim
At the corner of the poolside
Absolutely my beautiful, courageous,
and most of all, honest coach,
Who keeps  reminding  me of  this swim of a lifetime
Who consistently tells of my swimming legs, body, hands
An Olympic swimmer you are!!  
She says that all the time,
as if she is planting the words in my head
Fidgeting, I First test the water with my toes,
1, 2, 3... a silent prayer to Almighty..
Let’s take a shot!  
finally I take the plunge,
Completely submerging while holding my breath,
Eventually, we all fall or dive into the unknown,
Sometimes fully prepared,
sometimes unsure,
Always compelled...
Submerging for few seconds..
I have stopped to think..
Force myself to emerge
catching my breath again...
Heard a whistle and a clap
Bravo! You made it champion!
My coach smiled...
made her proud!
OLYMPIC  2016 Brazil here I come...

He brings you candy
Your heart is melt
He portrays all good
Your soul is deceived

Arent you all aware?
Whenever he is around
The devil inside him
Hidden in white silky suits
All Praises and false promises
A mask of love , hidden agenda

To deceive your very soul
He sits and he waits
To devour you whole
Till You sell your soul

A wolf in sheep's clothing
The purest and the white
Covering all the filth
And the evils underneath

He sweet talks and seek
Whom he may devour
Symphatize not, emphatic may be?
But mostly to realize
The blood and power

Dont you want to know
The truth of this mask?
A wolf in sheep's clothing
The father of all sin

God is always fair and he always listens
Sins will be exposed , now or in the future
Then you all will see
Who is the real wolf in sheep's clothing...

Mrs Sharma is looking busy
Walking back from her yoga class
In Her right hand a bag full of potatoes
In her left hand, 2 kilos of onions
Its a freaking hot day in Delhi,
She stopped a taxi and hurried home
Aloo paratha her family's menu for today.

At home she went straight to her kitchen
Peeled and boiled the Potatoes
finely chopped Onion, coriander, ginger and chillies
Now where is the garam masala?
Here you are Mrs Sharma,
Salt Red Chili powder, Garam masala and some butter
Aloo Paratha with lots of butter,YUM YUM
Lunching at Sharma's home is Splendid
better than Mahesh Lunch Home in Juhu, Andheri.

Let's get started says Mrs Sharma
Let's make the dough
Make two chapati
add the filling to one chapati
and cover it with the second one.
Now Mrs Sharma rolls it slightly and heats it in the oven...

Let's ask Mrs Sharma,
Is food the elixir of life?
Yes very much she said
She feels like she is living for it.
As she spreads butter over the paratha
She says her mantra twice,
Eat healthy but don’t over eat.

She serves aloo paratha hot to her smiling kids
adds yoghurt to Mr Sharma's plate
she is so proud when she says to her family
Eat in moderation and eat healthy..
Smile and let's eat Aloo paratha Mrs Sharma's way...

Love is a perfect gift
For pure and precious hearts
Delicate and tender love
To be cherished …to be cared for..
Now and forever….

Uncountable…. un measurable love is
How deep… how high.. How strong
Do you know?

Unexplainable love is sometimes
A mere thought of someone
brings tears to the eyes..
An image of your loved ones
Brightens up your day
Vivid moments together
Are reflected upon your smiles..

Endless love… endless smiles..
Endless agony…endless pain..
Love is bitter but same time its sweet…
Isn’t love is so queer?

How clever love conquers..
Your brain, your mind,
your body and soul…
Love is tireless, never ending…
Fantastic feelings...in love..
Sometimes You cry but in your heart you smiles..
So often you smiles..same time your heart cries...
See.. how wonderful yet manipulative love is?

Beautiful...
A thousand miles is shared…
By just one love… one desire…
My love may not be perfect dear...
But I have Tears in my eyes,
you on my mind,
love in my heart
ocean in between…. can it stop me?
Can it stop you?
from saying….I LOVE YOU?

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
You 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....

Since the day I was brought in  
to this Home Sweet Home
My mom adores me
My dad loves me
My sisters cuddle me
My brother plays with me
Teaches me new tricks each day
My life is complete
My house is a castle
Meals are superb
Everything is perfect
Should I complain?
But today as I am sitting by the window
Watching people crossing by
Unfamiliar faces I see,
unlike my mom, dad, sisters and brother
I can see vehicles moving fast and slow
From this bedroom window...
I see other kids playing and giggling
Oh this is so exciting, I thought.
I can see butterflies kissing the flowers
In my mother's garden...
I wonder what kind of life is out there?
I wonder I wonder I wonder
Is the world outside this window
more colorful than mine?
Is there any other species like me?
Is there any other cat in the window like me?

Chapati

Hot chapati,
Cold Chapati,
Soft Chapati
Hard Chapati,
Delicious Chapati
Bad chapati
Alia makes her own chapati.....
She burns it a little at the side
Never mind ... Chapati War ends here....
"MUJHE ROTI PASAND HAI"

Mummy what's for breakfast?
My tummy starts to ramble
Can you hear?
Hurry mom!! Soon I will have gas..
and gas is trouble... trouble...

Oh my poor child...
Come in the kitchen..
Pass me the Gardenia bread...
all i need is 8 slices of bread
a cup of low fat milk
one fresh egg
3 tablespoonful of brown sugar
and a pinch of salt..
Walla here's the mixer,
mix it well my child..

Now help me put the slices in a tin
A dash of cinnamon, in every slices
and here we are raisins on the top...
Help mummy with steamer now dear
everything is set....
In less than 20 minutes..
We will get your tummy settled....
Breakkfast! Rise and Shine!!!!

2 cups of atta flour
mix it with a cup of lukewarm water
add a pinch of salt
Ready to knead the dough
Knead it soft, knead it hard
Throw it on the air
Roll it on the table
Rest it for sometime
While you check on your curry
Perfect TENGGIRI fish curry
Put it in microwave, Nuke it
the aroma fills the air...
Smells good... salive drops oppss...
Heat the pan now dear
8 chapati all together fresh in a bowl
one by one roll it well
make it really round
a little bit of ghee, hmm... smells like heaven
my daughter waits with a plate in her hand
one chapati ready,
two chapati ready,
three chapati ready,
Mummy I leave the plate on the table now
I want to switch on the tv
My daughter comes back
all three chapati are stolen...
She screams out loud
WHO STOLE MY CHAPATI?????
And the chapati war begins.....

The fierce looking man entered my home
Taking my baba, my mama,
My life
Continuously kicking, spitting on us..
I hold my brother close,
Whispering God's words
As warplanes return above our heads,
Darkness, light, explosions, destruction, screams, sirens,
One more, ten more, hundred more
Souls taken,
I squeeze tighter,
Continue to whisper
Allah please save us...
with hardship comes ease ,
One day soon,
The new green, white, and black
Will show his face no more;
I will bring home my gold medal
To a Syria free, free, free

Hot chapati,
Cold Chapati,
Soft Chapati
Hard Chapati,
Delicious Chapati
Bad chapati
Rina is trying to learn to make her own chapati.....
She is a fast learner, perhaps she could beat all the women in Hoshiarpur India   ....
Let's find out in her new story...   Coming soon Chapati War in Hoshiarpur....
"MUJHE ROTI PASAND HAI"

An Arab Poet, Elya Abu Madhi (a born-Christian), not long ago expressed his uncertainty about the purpose of life in his Arabic poem Al-Talasim, He says in his poem:

I came not knowing from where, but I came.
And I saw a pathway in front of me, so I walked.
And I will remain walking, whether I want this or not.
How did I come? How did I see my pathway?
I do not know!
Am I new or am I old in this existence?
Am I free and unrestrained, or do I walk in chains?
Do I lead myself in my life, or am I being led?
I wish I know, but…
I do not know!
And my path, oh what is my path? Is it long or is it short?
Am I ascending in it, or am I going down and sinking?
Am I the one who is walking on the road,
or is it the road that is moving?
Or are we both standing, but it is the time that is running?
I do not know!
Before I became a full human, do you see
if I were nothing, impossible? Or do you see that I was something?
Is there an answer to this puzzle, or will it remain eternal?
I do not know ... and why do I not know??
I do not know!

I wanted to cry
But the tears wouldn’t come
I cant hold back any longer
for I have lived like hell and I suffer
You turned me into a phantom
Without, its opera…
You made me become a ghost..
A scared and lonely spirit..
My soul is searching for a true love..
My heart is wandering for a place called HOME SWEET HOME
Ohh I cant I cant hold it anymore..
I want to cry.. cry.. my whole heart out..
I wanted to let it go.. let it go…
But the tears wouldn’t come…
I am choking..
there is a blockage in my throat…
I am gasping for air..
There is no more air to breathe..
But before I said goodbye..
Please let me cry….
One last cry….

How could you not see me?
When i stand out in the crowd..

How could you not notice me?
When only your name i shout?

How could you avoid me?
When I am the one who made you proud?

How could you?

Its raining outside…
A heavy rain in a city called Mumbai…
As I am lying on my bed.. thinking of you…
In this strange land.. far from home…

My tears drop on the pillow..
In every tears … there is your face..
I cant help it.. I have to let it go..
It’s a heavy downpour too in my heart..
My tears keep falling..
Like the flowing water in the Ganges river…
I see you in the rain that fall…
you and the rains,
are one,
in a splash
of water coming through me,
I see your reflections,
in every rain that drops…

Am I dreaming? Am I in real?
Am I in a paradise?
Its so beautiful I cant imagine…
when you and me ..dancing in the rain…

Is this really happening?
The flowing waters, the chirping birds,
the beautiful landscape..
of sweet scented roses and orchids,

I adore the paradise in you, with you…
In a splash,
our shadows
In shower dance,
playing the rhythm
of the rains,
i see you in every rain,
that falls….

I wish the rain will not stop..
For I cant see you in each little drops.. no more
I will say good bye to Mumbai..
but I will cry not,
my heart is full of rains,
you and the rains,
We are one in the rains

When I close my eyes I dream of you.
Can't sleep at night 'cause I wanna be with you.
Don't want to live, don't want to cry
Without you by my side.

When I go to sleep at night
I ask God to make my days bright.
I know he will do it - I know it is true.
Because he knows I only want to be with you.

I hear your voice inside my head.
I can imagine us together again.
I know it will happen - I know it is true;
Because I asked God if I can be with you.

I see you and I together again;
Holding hands and feeling the pain.
What a beautiful feeling - I wish it were true.
But I am only dreaming
dreaming of you......

When you smile...
The sun starts to shine...so bright
The flowers start to bloom...
The birds sing the sweetest songs
The dolphins clap their hands..
The whole world cheer to the love
so honest so true and pure..
in your smile ... you speak the words of love.

If I ever had a chance
to meet you once again
I would really love to ask
Have you completely erased me from your memory?
every seconds, every minutes, every hours, every days that you used to think of me?
Have you forgotten the weeks, the months, the years, the seasons?
that we cherished our love together?
I would really really love to know?
Do you still remember the reasons that you loved me?

I would really love to know, I would love to know..
Have you found someone else?
Someone who could make you a lot happier than I ever did?
Someone who would give you what I could never give?
Have you found her? Have you?

I am neither jealous nor that I am planning a revenge..
I just wanted to say..
Thank you for not saying good bye..
You left me without a word..
It was hell I had to admit..
Without you I have lost all that I need…
You couldn’t imagine the turmoil I had been through…
It was like I died.. a hundred years..
I was alive but I was dead…

But today I just hope that I will see you again
Please remember me once more.
Come begging at my door…
Not that I am going to spit or curse on you..
I just wanted to gladly say..
Thank you for the pain…
I was dead before but I survived..
I am still alive and please listen here..
Thank you for remembering me once more
But I don’t need your false love anymore…
Thank you

“I am the right brain.
I am creativity.
A free spirit.
I am passion.
Yearning. Sensuality.
I am the sound of roaring laughter.
I am taste.
The feeling of sand beneath bare feat.
I am movement.
Vivid colors. I
am the urge to paint on an empty canvas.
I am boundless imagination.
Art. Poetry. I sense. I feel.
I am everything I wanted to be.”

I want to be a child again
Don’t care about politics or any stupid wars
I want to be a child again
I dont care who would first to walk on the moon
I want to be a child again
Neither Obama nor Osama would spoil my days
.. I want to be a child again
Don’t bother if my dad forgets to pay his  tax and bills
I want to be a child again
I dont have to know where Afghanistan or Syria is..
I want to be a child again..
Never need to worry about crude oil price
I want to be a child again..
No one except my mummy can enter my territory
I want to be a child again..
Could sit on daddy’s lap only wearing a *****
I want to be a child again…
I could play in the sun all day….
don't bother whether i get so *****
I want to be a child again
I could finish a bowl of ice-cream
without feeling so guilty..
and eat a big slice of chocolate cake
dont care whether i gain 2 kilos in a day...
i want to be a child again...
no matter how ugly or naughty
mom and dad would love me anyway.....

I am sensitive and you are too
try to understand but it leads to argue
I want to tell you something..
but you always misunderstand..
You want to explain everything.
but the words choice i cant stand..
Hey lover what do we do..
I said North and you said south..
What i mean is lets go to the west.
you misunderstood and led me to the east not west..
How can this love survive...
If all words and means are troubles
love and attention should never be deprived...
If lovers can win and fight all the troubles...

East or West?
North or South?

Sometimes I feel like running
How far could I run?
Sometimes I feel like chasing?
How fast could I be?
Sometimes I feel like hiding?
How small the world is?
To wish you could ever find me?

Sometimes I feel like disappearing?
How could I live without you beside me?
Sometimes my heart ponder
Do you sometimes feel the same way I do?
Sometimes my feeling shatters
Why are you keeping silent for days?

Sometimes when I miss you
are you missing me as much as I do you?
Sometimes I don’t trust myself when I am with you
Sometimes I hate to be alone without you
Sometimes I just want to vanish in the thin air with you..
Sometimes I wish what I wish is true….

TOH ZINDA ** TUM.....
I feel like falling in love once again...
When I listen to this song...
I feel like a teenager again..
When I read the lyrics line by line...


Dilon mein tum apni betabiyan leke chal rahe **.Toh zinda ** tum!


When you carry restlessness in your heart,
then you are ALIVE


Nazar mein khwaabon ki bijliyan leke chal rahe **
Toh zinda ** tum!

When you carry dreams in your sight,
then you are ALIVE


Hawa ke jhonkon ke jaise aazad rehna seekho
Tum ek dariya ke jaise, leharon mein behna seekho
Har ek lamhe se tum milo khole apni baahein
Har ek pal ek naya samaa dekhiye

Learn to be free like the swaying air around you
Learn to flow like the tide flows with the water
Meet every moment of your life with open arms
and experience newness every second you live

Jo apni aankhon mein hairaniyan leke chal rahe **
Toh zinda ** tum!
When you carry wonder in your eyes,
then you are ALIVE


Dilon mein tum apni betabiyan leke chal rahe **
Toh zinda ** tum!
When you carry anxiety in your heart,
then you are ALIVE

I wonder why…
I have this constant fear..
Am I losing you?
Have I lost you already?
Why am I feeling afraid?
This anxiety... I can't avoid..

That mysterious woman..
She exists I know..
She is the strongest wind..
She is Tsunami
She is hurricane
She blew our happiness… blew all the love away..
She drifted us all apart…
and Who does she think she is?
To rip off our joy and replaced it with pain?

A shadow of her still vivid in my memory..
Between us… she was there always.. all the time
Only that I was too blind to see…
How seductive she was...
and I was too naive..

How fake she is.. your secret love..
One stupid mistake and she was exposed....
What can you say now?
What can she say?
Another apology... not at all...

Why? Did you ever let her in?
Why? oh Why? you let her conquer your heart?
and your soul?
What is with that woman?
That dull woman of yours?

Darling you really ought to make up your mind..
I will never let you lose..
the love that we’ve built all these years…
But if that secret lover of yours..
Is the one you’d like to choose..
Don’t you ever regret if…
one day she will leave you…

I promise one day..
You'd Feel the hurt… and grief…
like I feel today .. when you left me…
How could you leave me…
For that woman?

Am not surprised
If you were to let me down
I am just a humble man
Seeking for a companion
To grow old together
A lifetime desire
I humbly ask you again to please reconsider
My small wish , only a small hope

In the meantime,
Lets be the best of friends
And understand each other
Lets god decides the truth
The real meaning of this friendship…
I hope we remain friends
whatever decides….

I know you are a busy bee
You are loyal to your hectic schedule
If I may interfere in between your busy day
May I ask ... you...
May I humbly say this....
I love to be around you
I love the way you tell me stories
I love the way you look at me
I love the way you smile...
your enchanted  smile is  heaven for me
I love the way you laugh..
a lullaby to my ears..
I am short of vocabulary here..
to express the way I feel
when I want to describe you..
to explain my inner feelings about you..
I am out of words..

For being a simple man..
I am gonna say only a few simple things
that I really adore you
and I am going to make you mine
will I take your hand in my hand
and make you mine?

I am thinking of you
In my sleepless solitude tonight

If it's wrong to love you
Then my heart just won't let me right

Cause I've drowned in you
And I won't pull through
Without you by my side

I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you


I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine

Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song
I'd give my all for your love tonight

Baby can you feel me
Imagining I'm looking in your eyes

I can see you clearly
Vividly emblazoned in my mind

And yet you're so far
Like a distant star
I'm wishing on tonight

I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you

I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine

Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song

I'd give my all for your love tonight
I'd give my all to have

Just one more night with you
I'd risk my life to feel

Your body next to mine
Cause I can't go on

Living in the memory of our song
I'd give my all for your love tonight

Give my all for your loveTonight

My beautiful little Princess
I wonder as I am...
Watching you sleep in the silent night
What travels in the mind of a sleeping child?

There’s a smile at the corner of your lips
Are you having a sweet dream?
Are you playing with angels in heaven?
Are you dancing barefooted in the garden of angels?

If I could I beat the time…
And travel back through the time tunnel
I wish to be born again
To be a sleeping child just like you

If I should trade my life
To be that sleeping child again
I would….
Sleep my little princess
Sleep peacefully through the night..

No Laughter, No Joy,
No Joy, No Love.
No Love, No Happiness,
No Happiness, No Memories,
No Memories, No Loss,
No Loss, No Win,
No Win, No Gain,
No Gain, No Ambition
No Ambition, No Goals,
No Goals, No Life,
No Life, No Point.

we dont know his name
we dont know his family
the only thing we know
another child in Syria is in heaven now
another mother somewhere is sleeping with tears
another father somewhere is with broken heart
Unknown child was killed today due to Assad thugs
random shelling on Damascus suburb
Al fatihah... Rest in peace.

Courtesy Is Contagious
Let us start by saying the magical word PLEASE.....
Remember nanny Mc Phee's wisdom?
Say THANKS, say SORRY, say PLEASE...
show them how courteous we are...
so PLEASE say PLEASE.....

You and me
We both love to see..
A Flower and a Tree ..
And have a Biscuit and some Tea ..
May be some fresh Honey from a flying Bee
We must be lucky .. for things both Agree..
We are holding the Life and the Key ..
We must be so Free ..
What more.. we both hope would be ..?

Sorry...
is a magical word
is a cliche
is a defense mechanism
is fake tears ,hypocrisy , insincere...
but say sorry for any single mistakes
cover your face with a steel mask and say sorry....

For I am a humble follower..
I am neither greater nor superior...

What you did last Ramadhan...
Really broke my heart
But I forgive you and I promise I will forget...

For Ramadhan we shall live in peace and harmony...
Salam Ramadhan Kareem to you.....

PRETTY MORNING,
EVERYBODY IS SMILING
LOOKING A LITTLE HUNGRY, Darling...
C'MON CHAPATI IS READY..
WHY WAIT? LETS HURRY...
DIP IT IN CHICKEN CURRY!!!
GO TO WORK AND BE MERRY!!!

Dinner ain't lunch,
But maybe the time
For roast chicken baked
With a bouquet of thyme.
For desert, key lime pie.
Calories be ******!
Dinner is weight...sigh.

Knock! Knock! There’s a knock on my door
Ohh who could that be?
Its noon... Its lunch time... I am starving!!
Come on in folks... yes what can I do for you?
Let us make the best of 15 minutes
Before i decided to eat all of you...
Yep tomorrow is exam and good luck to you..
Oppsss.. now don’t tell me I haven’t taught you...
Please don’t say you don’t know what to do...
Everything that i have taught you is in you...
Having cold feet? Sweating on the forehead?
Sleepless nights? Feverish? Vomitish? Giving up?
Hell no... come sit here on the couch
Inhale... exhale... and relax...
Let’s settle your panic attack...
then you’d know what else to do..
Take a deep breath... count 1, 2, 3
Close your eyes and say a prayer...
God is watching you... God is listening to you...
He knows how hard you’ve worked...
And I know it too, see your progress report here..
Who says you did so bad?
So don’t you worry about tomorrow..
Face it with confidence, be brave, be strong...
I know you can do it... and you know it too..
Go now to your table and continue to read
So strive for excellence until you succeed..
And dont Dont forget to Pray...
Pray... Pray... the best remedy is pray...

I promised my PATI.. a chapati for breakfast
A plain chapati I passionately learnt to make
Oh.. What an impression I will make...
A marvelous chapati and a glass of milk
I will prepare with all my heart..
A SUPERB Chapati from a BIWI to her PATI..

I am a BAHU.... an obedient BAHU...to my SASU MAA..
Ohh and she will brag ... I am the best BAHU...
The best in India if not in the world...
I am so proud... What a chapati maker I am..
A super BIWI.. an obedient BAHU...
I will make superbb.... chapati...
The whole India will dance with me...
Dance in my kitchen with me....

But my SASUR requested for a Masala Chapati
And he wanted it for lunch... today
for dinner tonight and for breakfast tomorrow..
An obedient Bahu... I am.... A super Biwi I am..
Ohhh ...I am no MASALA CHAPATI maker...
Plain chapati... plain chapati thats what i learnt...

I searched for a recipe... MASALA CHAPATi...
Butter,Chilli and coriander powder..
I cook them all together...
Cumin seeds, vegetablas and GARAM MASALA..
Ohh la la la.... here goes the chapati masala...

Oppss... when everything is set..
My SALI comes to check....
AMMI JI.... AMMI JI... she called..
My MASALA CHAPATI is about to ready...

My pati.. my sasu maa... my sasur and my Sali
We all sit together..
My cooking smells good..
When MASALA CHAPATI is served....
They all smile and look at me...
WHAT?? IS THIS MASALA CHAPATI????
And we all dance on the kitchen floor....

Pathetic life
Been used the entire life
Night and day
By old and young
Male or female
Servant to all
Even at the fanciest washroom
Seduced and Thrown away by all

And the award goes to....
Puzzled... unbelievable...
My name? me? really me?
Confused I walked to the stage
Overdressed for the occasion but never mind...
Overwhelmed! I won I won!
Walking on the moon
Just two minutes to fame
Stepped on my gown
I tripped and fell..
Embarrassing moment...
Fell to the stairs but felt like ground...
Just about to recover myself...
Cool! My award winning smile...
But.. Now..Oppss...
**** you announcer
Wrongly announced the name..
Just two minutes of fame
years and years of shame...

Money! The root of all evil they say
Yet money is the perfume
Money is the jewel
Money is the king of all kingdoms
Money is precious Taj Mahal
Money is ticket to stardom
key to power and freedom

Money is short term happiness
Money is greed, evil and hate
Lust for the money..
Fall to your feet..
Years to rise again...

I judge you not by what you wear,
Whether your garment is of rag or riches,
Or your skin is of a color white or black,
Whether you wear some gold or trinkets,
Or decorate yourself with fur and pearls..

I judge you not by your status,
Whether you are king or queen,
Or you live in some attractive castles
Whether you have fat wallets with arrogant circle of friends...
Or cold, heartless, lifeless looking stare as if you own the world..

Though we live in ruins, we have hearts of gold..
Your fancy swimming pool is surely expensive
Envy we do not we have the widest sea to swim..
Your tennis mate gave us that ***** looking glare..
Ohhh do we care?

For we have the whole lush green field for our kids to play...
We do not have a luxurious four wheels drive like yours..
No comfort of private treatment in hotel like hospitals..
But My circle of friends shall not see me die so easily..
or leave me to suffer in pain and sorrow...

I judge you not by your urban lifestyles
Contented I am in dilapidated flat I own for I dont sleep worry...
Whether your rich looking friends will share your troubles
Or one day you’d end up lonely and missing your family..
That should be your biggest fears and worries....
I dont judge you still...and dont you judge me..
Materials is comfort to your eyes...
Not to the eye of soul....

Been searching high… Been searching low..,
You were not here… Not even there
The place we used to meet…
When the moon was shining and we were smiling

Found your Farewell note
Nicely written and sealed
My body was shaking as I read
Those cruel words that ripped my heart in two
Words that turned my world around..
Spinning …spinning round and round
Words that tore my every happiness,
Words that shattered my dreams so true..
My life was tainted…altered.. instantly … completely..

Suddenly …
I was all alone… grieving in silent
So unfair it was …
I was two minutes too late..
Only too late.. the silvery night passed
and you were gone…

My love was torn… my heart broken..
Pieces of weeping heart of mine
like a broken glass …Scattered on the ground..
Oh my broken pieces of heart..
Could I mend it and put it back together again?

Love is blind but the feeling is real
I cannot have you but I love you still
From the moment I saw you my mind was made up
You are the one I cant live without

Why are you so blind
Decided to leave me behind
Blaming Love for being blind
Just your heart and mind...
Love,  is it too blind to bind?

Love is dumb... Just Cupid's disguise
Love is ******...it's a stupid's paradise..
Love is blind!

My tears are coming
trying hard to hide it away
pushing my feelings aside
swallowing my pride

my tears are brimming
a pool of hot tears
covering a pair of sad eyes
almost at the edge of my eyes..
Restless I feel, Cant breathe.. I am choking

Unexpected
My impossible dream is here...
Telling me ALL IS WELL...
Telling me life goes on remarkably good
on and on ..
telling me old sweet lies again..

Disbelief
His presence is felt...
Mixed feelings..
My tears drop at last

Foolish
I wipe the tears away

Melancholic
tears drop voluntarily
I smile in my heart..
my dream is here...

He is fine.. he is alive
He is fishing again..
Not a single fish he caught..
But he is around...
...he is here...
watch out.. he is here...

I saw him standing there
But I was too shy to speak
I saw him standing there
But I was pretending.... Ohh!! did I care?

I saw him standing there
My heart drummed.. tum di dum dum…
I saw him standing there..
But I couldn’t walk… my limb felt so weak…
I saw him standing there
But I was trembling shamelessly

I saw him standing there
Like a fool I was
I felt like running away…
But Why should I run? Why should I stay?
When I saw him standing there
Oh my .. Oh dear...
He was immersed with his latest gadget..
My envy to this so called technology
successfully captured his undivided attention.

When I saw him standing there
He wasn’t even looking my way….
I wonder.. I wonder...
What made this brand new I pad..
be an impact factor?
When I saw him standing there..
Did he know what he was about to miss?

When I saw him standing there..
God knows how i was tempted to break his neck!!!
When I saw him standing there..
Did he notice an angel was also there?????

Can you peer through those eyes?
The radiance must be blinding.

As I gaze into them I’ve come to understand
what the ancients must have felt,
looking up toward the shimmering night sky.

All the mysteries and wonders of life
are clearly reflected, as is the light.

And even if I’d never be sure
just what chemicals kindle a stars faithful burn.

I would still spend every night
dreaming up poems about your eyes.
Its not ordinary pair of eyes
Its Kate Middleton's eyes..

Computer love is what we all need
oh yes! it beats all communications indeed
Sit as you are for no one does care
Let your fingers do the talking if you dare

You will be excited and thrilled
when a message came from a stranger
Better eh? than to be alone like the 'Lone Ranger'

Let your fingers do the talking from your side
Typing all sweet words that traveled
to reach someone so far on the other side

We now have a computer
Upon a click you'd find your crush
ask for her e mail fast...dot dot dash
So why not use it before it does crash ?

It needs daily rhythm in keeping it alive
Friendly fingers can help inspiration to thrive
Let your fingers do the talking far and wide

Inviting HELLO POETRY Friends to come along for the ride
You'll be pleased with the results if you don't forget
To send words of cheer to someone you've never met!

How silent is the mountain
It Stood there then
It Stood there now
It Stood there still
unmoved.. undisturbed.. Undistracted
Frozen and Cold...
But its there..

Isolated and mysterious
A pin drop silent
surrounds the atmosphere
A roar I heard from nowhere
A ray of sunlight from between the trees
Am I imagining things..
At the peak of Mount Kinabalu i am now standing..
Breathless... I collapsed to the ground
But I am so so proud...

I wish to praise this mountain
For standing still and strong for hundred of years
Never has it changed or moved
Never has it left or dissappeared..

It stood as it is.. loyal as it is..
Attached.. intact To the earth and ground..
Never separated, never let you down..
It is there.. standing there
so strong.. so tough.. so tall..
It is freaking cold.. I am freezing to death..
Chills to the bone..

But i have been so bold..
I have conquered this mountain top
I am never gonna look back..
Its my mountain.. Its yours too..