If only I could forget
all the things that have hurt me
erase from my mind
the harsh words spoken —
the ones that made my heart bleed.

They linger on,
repeating in my mind,
hurting over and over again,
never letting peace settle in.

Nothing I do makes life easier
everything feels lost
In the darkness
light fades away.

I want to break
all the shackles
that bind my heart
to you.
I want to break free.

Take away all the hurt.  
Take away all the pain.
I want to breathe.
I  want to break free.

Love will not survive
if not accompanied by trust.

One can only give
what one has

Be it love
or
Be it hate.

Darkness has taken over the mind
Not a glimmer of light to be found
Smile has faded away
Giving way to the teary eyes
Life has lost its purpose now.

Let us let go of the past .
Let us make a fresh start .
Let the first step be trust .
Let us be friends one more time .
Let us be friends for life.

All the grief,
all the pain –
I accept it
with both hands,
for it was given
to me
by the one
I love

What makes life meaningful?

Understanding another's

pain and suffering–perhaps.

When truth and lie collide

only truth survives.

Billions of stars in the sky

only one close enough

is all it takes

to light up the earth.

Billions of people in the world,

only one special enough

is all it takes

to light up a heart.

If I love you enough ,
my love will find a way
to your heart .

No,I don't believe in miracles -
it is my love
that I trust.

As I was falling into the darkness

a helping hand reached out

to pull me out of the dark

and bring me back to light.

Afraid of dragging a friend down

I pulled my hands back,

let it go.

Broke the last

thread of light.

Loving you was my crime.

You punished me for life.

You left,

but love stayed,

and so did pain.

Like a bus stop,
my heart was
to you.

You came,
stayed briefly,
then left -

like it was nothing,
as if it were
made of concrete.

The pen was always mightier than the sword.
        
                            what if

                            we could

make our keypads mightier than the bullets ?

If love is a game to you,

I choose not to play.

Once I stumbled upon
a stream of love,
wondering where it was coming from
I  went searching.

There it was,
lying around...
a broken heart.

A man, dejected
with a broken heart,
snapped all the ties
from his world,
roamed about places
one to the next
in search of peace.

One day he found himself
in a distant Fairy Land.
The fairies were surprised
to find him amongst them.
One fairy asked him
what he wanted.
Taken aback by the question
he said ,"A new heart."
The fairy said,"Don't worry, we do have a heart shop."
She took him there.
There he saw all kinds of hearts-
Some made of gold, some of silver,
and some normal too.

In another corner he saw
a collection of broken hearts
beautifully kept.
Out of curiosity he asked the fairy
why they kept those broken hearts.
She smiled and said,
"They are the epic story tellers."
Amazed by her words,
he left with his broken heart
back to his world.

Sorry doesn't change a thing

what's broken
remains broken.

She said, "I am afraid ."
He said, "Why? I am here."
She said, "That is why."

The mirror never
saw me cry.
All my tears are hidden
deep within
the vaults of my heart.

Only happy tears
rest in my eyes
and fall down
when my lips smile.

What will people say
is all that matters.
What the heart says
does not matter.
The heart speaks in silence
no one can hear.
It is the people
who says it out loud.

In a unique galaxy
somewhere in the universe,
special stars lived there,
big and small alike.

One day, a lost asteroid
found itself among those stars.
The stars were kind;
they let it stay there,
and one fine night
turned it into a star.

Now it is shining bright.

Little by little ,
I fell in love .
A gentle smile,
every once in a while.
I fell in love .
A few words of wisdom,
Whenever I felt lost.
I fell in love .
A  little help ,
Every time I needed.
I fell in love with you.
With each passing day,
I love you a little more...

After breaking everything,
all one can do
is rebuild-
brick by brick.

Forgive me if you can

or see me die in pain.

A dying heart

drenched by a shower of love

came back to life.

If you ever fall down,

think of yourself

as a waterfall.

I never needed you.  

I only wanted you.

Silence speaks...



Just listen.

For the one you love

no matter how much you do

it never feels enough.

You said I had
a diamond heart.

Is that why
you crushed it –
thought it wouldn't hurt?

Beauty without kindness


is no beauty at all.

Silence,
Quiet,
Abandonment.

Some people know
the art of hurting so well
that they hurt you
where it hurts the most.

She was told:
"You are sold
    to an old
for some gold."

A Starfish lying dead
on the beach
when touched by waves
begins to breathe.

I have no riches
to win your heart,
No power
to make you mine.

All I have
are my words .
With them, I will build
a love bridge .

There,
one day,
someday,
our hearts will meet.


Hopefully.

Love is not a poem
written on paper
that someone can tear
and throw away.

It is a spark that
once it touches
the heart,

it keeps burning
in the heart
for the entire lifetime.

Sometimes it appears
on the lips
as a smile

and

sometimes it appears
from the eyes
as tears.

I said , "I  love you. "

He looked at me for a moment
and then with his gentle soft voice
he said,  " I  love  too....

      
           but not you. "

Poetry and love

both came uninvited.

Poetry stayed,

love went away .

Her love was like a river,
  
flowing freely in the wild,

till one day she found

a cold heart.

As her love touched his cold heart,

her love turned into ice.

She tried hard to warm his heart

and melt her love back,

but his anger was so fierce

it evaporated her love —

turned it into nothing.

Mysterious are the ways
how the universe works.
People we see everyday
remains strangers all through our lives.
And yet someone living in a distant land
touches our heart in such a way,
It turns our whole life upside down.
They don't belong to us
still becomes a part of us.

Once there was a lonely girl,
dejected by the people she loved,
began to live in isolation.
Made friends with birds and bees.

One day she found a human friend,
who brought her back to the real world.
There,she found a treasure -
It made her happy again.

She was living joyfully once more,
with her new found treasure.  
But her happiness was short- lived.
In her solitude she refused
to take care of herself.

Now her body has turned fragile.
She knows her heart could stop anytime.
All she could think of now
was about her new found treasure.

What will happen to it after she was gone ?
So she asked her friend
the only person she trusted.

She offered him her treasure
hoping he would keep it safe
but her offer was turned down
for it was not his to keep.

With a broken heart
she went back to her old friends
stayed there till her final breath.

And the treasure she once held so dear
turned to dust in time.

I often wonder,
what happens when all the lovers die ?
Do they really turn into stars,
to shine bright in the night sky ,
far away from each other -forever.

Or do they turn into stardust, become one,
comes down to the earth
to be reborn,
to fall in love again ?

We break a piece of glass....unintentionally.
We break a loving heart....intentionally.

When a glass breaks,
it makes a sound.
When a heart breaks,
it cries in silence.

The storm has passed.  
Now there is silence.
Pain is silently sitting
in some corners of my heart,
waiting to drift into a deep slumber,  
never to be awakened again.

Loving you

was not my fault –

telling you was.

It was my love
that gave you
the power to
hurt me.

If you were to ask
why I write
so much about love

Well, what can I say -

The Taj Mahal is my inspiration.