thoughts!

these days I tend to walk away from people.
I mean I wanna be with Them.
but when I am with them, I feel alone and then again I feel myself drifting away.

I love to talk, every1 knows.
you all know,  but now I am afraid to talk
as to when ppl would become angry of me.
and then again I stop talking.

i loved to make friends,  yess...
I mean we were once great buddies,
what happened  to that friendship.
so I stopped making new ones,
knowing we would be strangers again.

I am afraid of getting forgotten
because I have been forgotten several times
people  said you should get used to
but who's there to explain, why should I?

i am afraid of getting heart broken again
because this is me, helping others, without any help
with expectations, but none provided.

and here I am
amidst these tears of others
searching for my own little pearl
just dropped from my eye.

drapped in a cloak of joy
wearing the skin of sadness underneath
shivering in the cold of oblivion
with bones of my will.

seems there is no end to it
living a life of exile
melancholic I may seem
yess.. melancholic for a while.

love, a mighty curse!

and then they said
love is a mighty curse

they chose to love
they made us cheer
they felt the glee
now they cannot bear.

and then they said
love is a mighty curse.

they perched of love
like a cuckoo on a tree
they searched for it
like honey to a bee.

they conjured to the god
to live till the last.
but they obliviated of the love
and kept it for the past.

and then they said
love is a mighty curse

they had for what they reaped
love to them was like a trap
so kept it deep down abyss
like a little innocent chap.

and then they said
love is a mighty curse...

love is a mighty curse.... 

hope against all odds

I hope,
the hope is still alive,
for my love, you still thrive.

cajoled by their words you did
never I thought that you would.
shaken all from within I am
carrying  the scar and the wound.

hope for me is still alive
I know you are not that naive.

my love for you is eternal,
till the doom it will last,
but when I think of you parting away
feel broken and aghast.


yet
hope for me is still alive
as I saw the love in your eyes.

I never know whether you would come
I pray to thy god to bless you always.
keep you away from all the troubles.
even if the trouble  is I.

should my hope be still Alive?
knowing that your  love has lost.
or
 should I hope against all odds?
coz its only you, I love the most.