Juliet looks at her watch
feeling bored,  Mrs Saad please stop blabbering
Juliet glances at her friends
ah cmon, stop pretending writing notes
Juliet stares at the whiteboard
The alphabets are dancing
The sentences jumbled up
Juliet looks again at her watch
convinced Mrs Saad would never stop
Juliet peeps between Steve and Chris
there is Romeo looking so serious
concentrating in Literature class
Romeo is the most outstanding
His art is most envied
Now Juliet feels ashamed
To win Romeo, she should at least
try to write a stanza of poem
role play a scene from Shakespeare
and write a script for a play...
who would notice her enchanting beauty
In Mrs Saad's  literature class
unless she proves the beauty of her brain
in a form of literary texts that convince
and win....

What a stupid game
Kicking one small ball
from one corner of the wide field
to another...
Think rationally...
Buy your own football..
Kick it as much..
don't need to kick share it..

Just laugh it off
Pscychologically....
...  much healthier in the inside
Just laugh it off
No one can hurt you
Unless you allow them to...

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~

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….

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..

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..

I saw a glimpse of her the other day…
A woman,
Soft and gentle, elegant and radiant..
A beautiful woman is like a flower
Scented flowers, blooming in the garden of Eden..
A woman is a beautiful gift
Created by god who has his nature

A beautiful soul I see in human beings…
A beautiful nature I see in the surroundings..
Beautiful you see the world around you..
Beautiful you witness the living nature..
What a charming beauty… is god’s creations…

A birds song fluting through the air
A young child with sunlight in her hair
A tiny flower hidden in the weeds
All can be beautiful should you choose them to be

Storm clouds over mountain peaks or a cruel forbidding sea
They have their own stark beauty, it is there to see
A piece of rough stone buried in the sand
A simple thing of beauty from our creator’s hand

look at the bee
******* honey from a flower
the honey will never ends
Just like what passionate kiss is like
endless nectar...

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....

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…

Knock! Knock!
Anybody home?
Knock! Knock!
Hey I am home
A silent whisper
of the wind...
A grave silent from within...
Knock! Knock! again
No answer
Knock! Knock!  a hundred times
Just a long complete silence...
A second later...
A hand written note
Pushed under the door
An unsigned warning letter
Please walk away
Please do not stay
How could you leave us
just like that
How could you show up
and dare knock on that door again
Do not Knock Knock anymore
Just leave us alone
We wont be missing
that knock knock
on that very door ever again!

Late night
My brain is the most fluid
Sorry darling,
I don't hate the bed
I am in love with poetry
and poetry is loving me
my fingers keep pressing the alphabets
on the computer keyboard
to form magical words, phrases, sentences
till magic is created
another poetry is done....

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.

Sweetheart I'm leaving
The waiting for the destiny thing!
No I'm not longer believing
So tired from being alone
Need someone here by my own
You know The earth stayed the same
While people changed
I have changed...
I no longer willing to be
a slave in love...
Funny the sound of the word love..
To relate it to me and you...
But never mind,
I'm leaving
Not because I have found a better one
But because I want to be me
I would like to be only me...

freezing cold
in a selfless hug
wide awake
recollecting memories
dried tears
dying in between
frozen sheets
memories never fade
let me die a thousand times...
I'm breaking free
from these haunting memories
Lemme go...
Gotta let it go...

Missing the hands I used to hold
Your hands in mine, very tight hold,
never letting go of the hands I hold
Then I realized the hands I hold
is not mine to hold...
I let go your hands
It breaks my heart, it feels too cold
My hands too old
My heart too cold
Not again I hold....
Your hands not mine to hold

At the end of the day...
Always...
I will hide in my nest...
Lying on my bed...
and let go...
Why?
There is a little pang of sadness...
each day
Why must I drown
in the stream of  tears
after each laughter ends...
Tears brimming in my eyes...
waiting to fall...
The tiny drop falls
each drops of tears
symbolize my feelings...
Some happiness
Some sadness
Some confusion
I do not really know what it is...
I do not know how to comprehend it..
The tears.. let me go..
Just let it go...

I wanted to cry
But the tears wouldn’t come
I cant hold back any longer

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 say goodnight
and put myself to sleep
Please let me cry….
One last cry….

The tears I cry are bitter and warm
Silent tears that fall from my sad sad eyes
My heart is torn, my life is twisted
You are 6 feet underground and I am so helpless...
I just stand there at your grave and weep
I do not know when i am going to sleep....

A thousand winds that blow today
Cant take away my feelings so deep
Seems that i can never stop to weep...
From autumn rains till the summers day..
Days, weeks, months and years go by..
But its hard for me to say GOOD BYE...

There I stand at your grave and cry..
My love for you will never die..
You told me not to stand and cry...
I tried to think You did not die ..
Ohh!! I did try...and try...

They said my hero died today
Its hard to believe, they told me lies
But you are gone, you are no longer here,
here on earth withdrawn.
I cry.. I cry... I am all alone now..
I cant let you go .. I wanna hug your soul
Dont go my love... let me love your soul...

I smelled honey and goat cheese
Been kneading the dough
in Mom's traditional bakery
Met one gorgeous crazy guy in the 60's
Over the french breads and ovens
he fished me out
with a twist and turn
all through the night..
We did the twist and shout
The crowd applauded
on this dance floor..
we did the twist and shout

Went to my ancestor's home on a Spring season that year..
On a Holi day in the land of Chanchadari
A peaceful morning in Hoshiarpur, the doors to Himalaya
Happy Holli day!! The kids shout with cheer
Holi Hai! Holi Hai! Lets play Holi!!!

He woke up early morning that day..
With a bucket of colored water waiting for me
I stepped outside my grandpa's door
In a split second I was soaked in a coloured water…
From head to toes… red, orange, yellow, purple… the colors of Holi…
Ohh It's a Hoi Hai day alright…
Lets play Holi … Lets play Holi..

Hails spring with ecstasy and joy!
The trees smile with their sprout
of tender leaves and blooming flowers,
The land of beauty and greatness,
India, witnessing color of happiness and peace.
Nation come alive to enjoy the spirit
A celebration of color- Holi!
An experience of content, harmony and delight.

Holi colors of red, green, yellow and countless.
A day's canvas - a riot of colors.
Lively crowd running, dancing, playing
Rainbow of colors, Lets play Holi and splish and splash!!
Lets play with the frenzy colors .. play on Holi Hai day….

I am dreaming of playing with colors with you
It is the Holi celebration after all.
I can't play inside my home, the carpets will get tainted,
I cant' play it in the yard, the grass and outer walls will get painted.
I thought I would go to the secret garden of ours,
and play with you Holi hai day …
It's a colourful day just you and me..
In love on Holi Hai day…. Lets play Holi..

You are a girl and I'm a boy and springs not so far away
What do you think your mum will say if I ask you out to play
I will promise her that I'll be good and will never misbehave
maybe just a little naughty but I promise I will be English gentleman..
who brings you safely home again to your door step..
..... at the end of the day

If you trust me girl, let's go out do not delay
Its a sunny day today let not waste time on a precious day..
Don't think twice..dont think thrice just come out to play
come out at once.. let me make you laugh again..
laugh again.. laugh again … when we play again and again….

Heard you were scolded by your mummy today
at school your teacher made you stand outside all day..
forget all that now my sweet girl, let us play
adults don't understand that we kids need to play.. need to play..

On a summers day and spring days.. everyday
Lets play hide and seek, do you still remember the old old days?
We used to hide in auntie Rose's huge garden to play?
hope you'd remember the roses I'd pick for you?
I saw a sweet sweet rose just perfect for your hair...
Come lets play on a Spring day today....

I used to cheat when we were playing hide and seek those days
lets play again this time I'd try to let you win all the way

There your pretty looking mum is coming…
Hope she'd noticed me, a good boy next door..
I'd pray she'd let you out to play this evening..
I wish she doesnt mind to let your beautiful gown gets *****
I hope... i pray... I wish.... we can play..
if she doesn't let you still
ohh pity me... my spring days will be such a bore….

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.

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......

When your love is a lie
I sigh..
When you sing a lullaby
You lie
When you said good bye
I fly.. so high
When I fly
You die
Bury your lies
and die..

Life is a continuous journey
A little test along the way...
Big and small challenges...
Sometimes we pass with flying colors
Sometimes we fail, do we regret?
No.. we rise again instead..
Till we succeed.... A glory of life..
Then all of a sudden, we grow too old
our body too weak,
we become too sickly,
friends come to visit ,
family gives their hands,
we try to fight
but we get weaker everyday
one day we have difficulty to breathe
on other days we have other complications
and we are tired of hoping
and we are dying...
come closer everyday to our expiry date
I pray god will ease our ways...
and guide us in our journey of life..
To him we shall return...
and the journey of life ends...

Life is like a colorful rainbow,
starts from ground ends in ground.
We are here to learn,
experience and grow,
not to get bound.
Climb the mountain and then being scared to take steps further,
Not even daring this much,
what can we expect from our future.
I would recommend to every beautiful soul,
do yourself a big favor,
With faith, hope, belief, love, Imaan –
Mix your life’s own flavor.
Live this tough battle of life
with strong clear conscious,
Keep in mind the day of judgment,
and it’s powerful justice.

The jigsaw puzzle of life
Deciding on the answers to fit
Should we let it resolve as naturally...?
Should we force the solutions we need?

Life is like cupcakes and pizza,
sometimes even when you think
you've done it correctly
with perfect measurement,
accurate technique...
Still sometimes it turns out to be hard and bad..
Then you'd realize
its not about the perfect ingredients
or the correct methods after all...
its all coming from your heart...
Your sincerity in doing things
and making and living your life..
So that it'll be as soft and sweet
as your cupcakes
and as delicious as your mouth waterin pepperoni pizza..

Its your smile...
That tickles my heart
and makes me smile too
Its your eyes..
That gazes too long
and makes me blush
my cheeks pink and red
Its your stare
That kills me
my heart stops to breathe
for a moment or two
Its your voice
That whispers I hear
Every waking hour
Your voice sounds so near
Its your jokes
That I remember most
Every time I remember us..
spending time together
Its your touch
That lingers too long
The fingerprints I can't erase
Its your lies..
That sweet lies I couldn't bear
Your disguises and your lies
Tore my heart in two...
Its the memories
That sweetest moments
That bitterness and pain
The knowledge that life has to go on...
Its the strength... I need
to move on....

Life is a journey,
and we are all travelers
looking to make that great trip
with someone....who deserves..
to be our trusted companion
and we travel along the winding road
and sometimes we stop awhile to breathe
at each great destination we reached
till...
we come to the final destination...
HEAVEN...

Past Mistakes are the best teachers
Repeated mistakes are sheer stupidity
Surrender to what is
Let go of what was
Have faith of what will be...
Life is a lesson everyday...

If you could tell a story about your life
What kind of story would it be?
Would it be an autobiography?
Would it be a novel of a life journey?
Would it be the best tale in history?
Let’s figure, perhaps it might be a bestselling movie?

Life has many different chapters of story
Some chapters are sad, some are full of joy and glory
Some are advanterous, the peak of your journey
A chapter after another will complete a manuscript of your story
One bad chapter doesn't mean its the end of the story..

So lets write the first chapter about your life history..
What happened in 1969 the 1st of January?
You told me your daddy had died in a tragedy.
Look.. you have everybody else who have loved you so dearly
Remember your sweetest dream and memory,
Visualize the days when you were in total pain and misery
All these life experiences, aren't they the essence of your story?
Just write a page, you’d complete the chapters, don't you worry...

LIFE IS A CHAPTER IN A BOOK...
Write your chapters, complete your book..
Let the readers read and get hooked...
And you’d be thrilled when they’d start to ask .. who’s the author of the book?

9 to 5
Meetings
Lectures
Writings
Reports
Briefings
Presentations
Even­ts
Functions
Exams
Evaluations
Reports again...
Lost my laughing lines
Poetries my escapism...

Have you ever given this a thought?
Who will mourn your death?
Your better half?
Your loved ones?
Your friends?
Sad to say...
Life doesn't come to an end when you die
The moment your breathing stops
The clock ticks still
The wind blows as usual
The sun still shines
Life continues
Never stopping
Never ending
At the funeral
Your closed friends cry
Your family breaks down
Temporarily grieving
They wear black
They visit your grave
Your name may linger in their hearts
But as they start to laugh again
You became a memory
The world continues
Life moves on....

Life was simple back then
When you helped your neighbors and loved your friends..
Not a chance to feel so down, lonely and blue..
For people around you would always love you….

Life was simple back then..
There weren’t any I pad or I phone
Still conversations ran good and smooth
Arguments were handled and solved
Successful negotiations were realized..
Neither via SKYPES nor CALLS ,
face to face , human to human, gentleman to gentleman….

Life was simple back then…
No envy, no hatred no jealousy
Mutual respect, co workers were family
When you were out of work, everybody missed everybody entirely….
Workplaces are second homes, wasn’t that lovely?

Life was simple back then..
Kids walked miles to school without worry
Rivers were swimming pool, the fields were free
Not a single parent was too busy…
Childhood was so carefree, healthy and happy…

Life was simple back then…
Its how life should also be in the present…
What about our future generation?
Have you ever thought about them?
Sadly... Instead we did nothing but sheer ignorance?

Listen
Don't say a thing
don't even whisper
can you listen to
What my heart says.  
Everytime it beats...
listen...
Don't you move
Don't even try to run
Can you be responsible
With what my heart says
just listen... Listen... Listen...

Listen
Don't say a thing
don't even whisper
can you listen to
What my heart says.  
Everytime it beats...
listen...
Don't you move
Don't even try to run
Can you be responsible
With what my heart says
just listen... Listen... Listen...

Little Red Riding Hood
a name given to thee
loved helping her mom with chores
and one day  to run  an errand for her
Put on her red hood ,
a basket in her hand
and off she went into the  familiar woods
while Picking up berries she heard a roar
Quickly she ran to her granny's door
Poor granny was on her bed
Amused...  Red Riding Hood quickly came closer and said
Suspiciously....
"What a big pair of eyes you have grandma"
"What a big nose you have grandma"
"What a big pair of ears you have grandma"
"What a furry big thing you are grandma"
But grandma was too sick to answer...
Her suspicion  grew stronger
It wasn't her grandma lying on the bed
Pretended to be sick but salivating for her crazily
Her breathing was heavy,
her howling could almost be heard
What a tricky big beast!
Carefully she took her bow and arrow from her basket
and shot her cunning wolf granny in the heart
Hurriedly she  opened the closet
Granny was safe , granny was still alive
Little Red Riding Hood hugged and kissed her
and thanked her real granny
for the archery lessons she gave her...
sharpened her mind
shooting her target
saving a life
saved her granny's life

To chase after someone
Who doesn't chase you back...
You will die early
To love someone
Who doesn't love you back
You will die daily
To marry someone
Who neither respect
nor appreciate you..
Your heart suffers silently..
You will soon die painfully

Let's Live healthily...
Let's Love mutually...
Let's Grow old gracefully..
Live, love and die naturally...
painlessly...

I have finally drawn the line
between my many roles
under different scenario,
under what circumstances
the best character that suits
only to decide...for the best of me
for the best of you,
everybody of interest

Been in this lonely journey
for far too long...
fought for myself...
struggling inside,
sometimes I am dead for days, months
sometimes I hybernate and hide myself
same time I am  trying to balance
between life, career, family etc etc...

Can you understand this lonely journey
I cant bring anybody in...
cant also depend on someone else
on my own journey all the way
Sail my own boat,
I decide to fall, to survive or to drown...
It is the most lonely journey when you're totally
dependent... ON YOUR OWN

But today I have decided
This line I have drawn...
My journey doesn't have to be so lonely...
So I joined this supportive group
Poetess from all over the world...
Sharing a little bit of this,
and a little bit of that
From agony to ecstasy...
I have found Hello Poetry....

A loser wishes...
The earth would swallow him up..
As he falls flat to the ground...
When he has Nothing else to hold on to...
Except to surrender... GIVING UP!!
A loser wishes..
To bury his head down to the ground..
Losing is the most painful defeat
Broken pieces of heart...
Self-esteem is thrown to the drain...
Chaotic emotion, endless worries..
Hot Tears that bleed...
Take him Years to recover
To be the same person again..
To mend his wounded soul...
If only he could cling on his faith..
That no sweet success will come so easily..
  To accept failures is easy said than done...
To gain that trust again... To trust your bleeding soul..
And to tell it to move on... to go on with life...
Failures will not make you a loser..
Failures are the blessings in disguise..
If you were brave enough to endure defeats
Then you are already a winner...

In a state of grief
my depression accumulates
the emptiness inside
A pang of sadness
Almost unbearable
For a mother to endure
the years that passed
Your childhood was happy
The moment
they placed you into my arms
you slipped into my hearts...
You grew before my eyes..
weren't those days meaningful at all?
My beautiful son..
I mourn over the son I have lost
You did not say goodbye
You did not hug me
or wipe my tears
You were gone...
Lost into your very own world
Your internet world
Your virtual Life
Your childish decision
So you are adult
and I am stranger..

Been searching high
Been searching low
Where is the light?
Will there be an end ?
Been crawling in sheer darkness
an agony... bleeding hard in every steps
an endless journey
of a painful life struggle...
yesterdays... today... tomorrows..
Does it really matter anymore?
You lost yourself in the middle
You lost yourself in between..
You are lost...

Losing hopes is easy...
Giving up... bury yourself ... disappear at once..
but... have you forgotten his existence?
HE... who is the most kind...
HE who listens to all your grievances
and HE sees... your pain
even when you are not thinking of him...
even when you are no longer believing...

and HE gives his hands...
and HE gives you the light..
and ends your misery...
SMILE...
there is the brightest light after all...
at the end of this painful crawls
in a complete darkness of this tunnel...
You've finally found yourself...

by Rina...

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

I love you but...
Ohh i hate obstacles in love

But    i love you
Isnt that more promising?

Love ... When its true...
Is against all odds ..
Is nothing but the feelings...
Is always you
Is always me
Together...

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 ..?