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sneha mundari Apr 2012
Many things to say,
Many to pray…
But some forces are there
That stops me whenever I dare…

Many things I feel,
But could’nt able to reveal,
Coz… some forces are there
that stops me whenever I dare…

That’s why am not able to express
And I therefore suppress
Due to which I remain depress
**** am so helpless!!!

There’s so many things to say,to ask,to answer,
But why this **** brain dunno able to transfer
Coz… some forces are there
That stops me whenever I dare…

Al I wish is you to understand
The circumstance
Coz… some forces are there
That stops me whenever I dare…

I have no words to express how much
I need you, love you , all these remains as such,
Coz… some forces are there
That stops me whenever I dare…

There’s nothing as happy love I know
But one thing you dunno,
M not waiting to catch you
But always there to watch you…
© 2012 by Sneha Mundari. All rights reserved.
sneha mundari Apr 2012
JUST SAY YOU LOVE!!!

Love is a feeling,
that excites your heart,
With no tension,
fear all that you have.

You fall in love with someone whose
inner soul is pure,
Without actually looking its external appearance
That’s for sure.

Attraction is not love
but a crush,
Which everyone feels more than once
Which ends like a bubbles burst.

Somewhere someone is made for you,
Only time is required for you to move.

Love is a special spice and colour of life,
That takes you to ninth cloud of height.

True love, only once you find,
So, love who ids sweet, gentle and kind.

Love never hurts you nor betrays you,
But always remain in bad & happy moments beside you.

Whom you love more, your expectation rises from them,
But never forget that they do wish the same.

For some…
Love is pain,
Love is Cain.

Love is respect
Love is suspect.

Love is devotion,
Love is possession.

Love is deep affection,
Or just a ****** relation.

Never regret falling in love,

Because you never choose love,
Love chooses you…

Just flow with the tune of love,
Just say you love…
© 2012 by Sneha Mundari. All rights reserved.
Daylight 4U2C Apr 2014
I'm an *** of a friend, and I sowwy.
Waking you up for my problems, I know.
Always bugging you about my insecurities.
I swear, wrecking you life's not my goal.
I get mad at you when I have dog days.
And I'm too shy, to pummel those who talk ****.
But I swear to you, this is not what I'm trying to do.
This is not what you deserve.
This is not what you should get.

You never whine to me.
I don't know how you keep things confined,
but ya know, maybe im wrong.
Maybe there is no sorrow inside.

What I'm trying to say is..
thank you for being there.
For holding me up ALLL the time.
Thank you and you're the best,
I would always offer up,
and break you out,
if you committed crime
^^ to all those besties who get treated like crap, but still care about someone.
I am too tired
To say something worthwhile
So let me not speak.
Daylight 4U2C Apr 2014
I drank the alcohol, expecting something.
boy was I let down, when I got nothing.
No silly laughter, or grand horror story.
No youtube video, or easy talk for me.
Just a headache or two and a feeling of suffocation.
Just a scolding from people, and a dizzy sensation.
The bottle looked nice, and tv shows made it seem fun,
but after 3 gulps, I just felt like a street ***.
So I said goodbye to armpit beer,
and I assure no rose wine here.
*** is for pirates,
much too complicated for me.
I'm done with heartache alcohol,
as you can plainly see.
How do people even get addicted to that nasty stuff?
Daylight 4U2C Apr 2014
He bit the curb.
Does that make you disturbed?
She laughed at tears.
Does that deepen your fears?
They don't know when to stop.
There's no stop signs in this town.
If it's you, life's sad.
But if it's them they shouldn't make a sound.
Some don't fit in,
and they just can't help it,
no matter where they been.
I guess no one really developed it.

Whom I kiddin?
Some people are fake,
on the outside their only,
the character they make.

"Who wants to run like me?
Who wants to get away?
I look around,
but they all seem A-okay."
Well if he judged you,
He'd seem to be just fine.
But you'd never guess,
He's scared of being left behind.
If she beat you and spit in your face,
you'd figure she was spoiled,
but her life was just so misplaced.

Why do they have to smile?
Why do they have to drown?
Why do they have to go away,
after smashing into cold, hard ground?

I'd say you need a lesson,
but you've probably had one too.
Stop being arrogant,
if there's one thing that you do.

They've seen the grey clouds,
and you've seen the rain.
And surprisingly we've all gone insane.
So why drive us mad?
Why call us bad?
Make us sad?
What have I done?
Nothing,
but yet I'm being pushed.
Off my feet, off the swings, off the air, off the edge.
By you, by them, by me, by life?
I'm going to stand here,
and proclaim to the skies.
"For once, let this life be mine!"
"And please vanish the outer lies!"
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Daylight 4U2C Jan 2014
If you give a wishing stone,
she'll travel out all on her own.
She'll  leave behind the fear and pain,
and keep herself from going insane.
While her friends are getting diagnosed,
she'll be somewhere in her boat.
Maybe she'll have tea for two,
but at least she'll know what to do.
And they may ask, and plead, and beg to be in her world,
but she'll certainly say,
"Be gone, be gone, or off with your head."
Which should be said, since they cursed her be dead.
If you give a girl a wishing stone,
she'll truly feel all alone,
and for those who never cared "be gone!"
The queen has finally sang her song.
She was never a fool, just a withered small bud,
and those pigs would throw her around in the mud.
So sure she dreams and dazes off,
but she can do whatever she wants.
She earned a bit of recognition,
for all antagonize and inhibition.
Give that girl some cheer,
she fought a war for all those years.
Stop the hate for her being crushed,
unlike some, she had no love!
The glass shattered hard,
it's no surprised it became shards.
Giving time and yells,
doesn't heal, it kills.
If you give a girl a wishing stone,
you've given her one happiness finally of her own.
Daylight 4U2C Apr 2014
This is not the person you once knew,
my face is dried and thin.
I haven't got the faintest clue,
how the picture remains,
nor who,
why,
or when.
I only recall some old 'honey' song
And how every line would begin,
"I love, love, love you."
As if to not speak of love was a sin.
I no longer know what to say or do,
struggling to remorse here once again.
It hasn't been very long,
but I feel I have forgotten the feel of your skin.
HelloMollymoll Apr 2014
Mushy, mushy brains and *****,
Mushy mind, lets go have sushi
Mushy words that dont mean ****
Mushy gush and saggy ****
Mushy NEEDLE collapsing veins
And  acinar cells that stopped working
Your mushy, mushy gushy crap
And please shut up you're whacky whack
Rotting from the inside out
Just sat No... with your mushy mouth
That ***** looks like toxic shock syndrome
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