Feeble DreaM

My dreams get suffocated...
Why are you going far.......?
Dont you feel my pain in your heart.?
Y do you make hurt yourself.?

If being so good is too bad.
If taking too much freedom is forbidden..
If you hate my love now...
I will stop, everything,  But...
Its our love is crying loud.......

I know you well my better half...
From this too far land away.....
How can i hug you close that much.....
If you can't feel me in your corner of heart..
Then my blood is still..


You know how crazy I am..
And this patience is your gift..
This peaceful sea around me,
May go violent like hell......

There I will be a monster..
A monster everyone hate..
I may run so fast,so that..
I will neglect everything..
At the end of the race, I will win but,
My tears will kill myself...


I am so tired my love...
I can't speak a word...
But i wont cry untill. Bcoz..
I have to win the race..
And I am born for that..

Yes you may hate me like hell...
You may insult our dreams..
You may care me like kid..
But in life if we are not together...
Then my life is incomplete...

I may never ask you anything..
I don't need anything from you..
I will never come infront..
I will try hard to forget..
But I cant lie to you..
I love you that much my love......

I am so sorry this is what now I feel........
And you made  to post me this...
Why are you so pessimistic??
From what are you trying to get rid..
If my love is what irritates you.. 
I would say, I will stop loving you..
But I can't leave you alone..
I wonna be with you, till the last breath leaves me......

…......A LESSER DREAMER…….

…......A  LESSER DREAMER…….

LIFE IS GETTING A BIT CHAOS, THESE DAYS.

I AM NO LONGER A DREAMER NOW.

WHY DO I THINK ABOUT MYSELF ALWAYS???

MY EXISTENCE HAS GOT NO RELEVANCE UNLESS I DREAM.

GOD EXISTS AND HE IS SO KIND ALWAYS AS USUAL.

HIDING FROM RESPONSIBILITIES MAKES ME SICK.

GETTING LAZY IS NOW A HABBIT.

I WONT LOSE THE GOLDEN COINS GOD GAVE ME.

AS THEY ARE THE PORT OF HOPE.

HUMANS I HAVE AROUND ARE MYSTIC.

THEY CONSIDER, CARE, LOVE AND SOMETIMES FIGHT AND HATE.

BUT THE DEVIL WHOM I LOVE IS STILL FAR.

AND THUS HAPPINES NEVER COME IN DREAMS.

I DO MISS THE STATE OF LONELY THESE DAYS.

ALWAYS BUSY WITH TRIFFLES.

EMOTIONS FOUGHT WITH MY ATTITUDE FOR DAYS.

BUT THOSE DAYS ARE PAST, DNT KNW WHO WON.

AIN’T WISH TO REMEMBER THOSE DREADFUL TIME.

I KNOW IT FALLS AND FADE WITHOUT A NOTICE.

SECRETS MAKES MUCH MORE EGOISTIC.

THE WORDS GET FABRICATED FROM EAR TO EAR.

SILENCE HAS GOT SPEECH, ONLY HEART KNOWS.

AND I WONT STOP BLAMING THE CAUSE.

AND I WISH TO ESCAPE OUT OF MY DREAMS.

LUCK IS LIKE A TRAGEDY, AS GODS ARE CRAZY.

SHOULD RUN HARDER TO EXCEL THE LUCK.

HOPE HARD TIMES ARE AHEAD ALWAYS.

BEING A LESSER DREAMER IS WORTHFULL.

PAIN SHOULD WHIRL IN HEART AS A MONUMENT.

My friend for lifetime!

" Oh God! I am very thankful to you……….

You have gifted me the most special gift in my life…."

Well his script work is fine and perfect...

He transformed the world within me..  

He gifted me a friend for lifetime, as I do wish to call …..

A better half of mine; as I feel she is……

He took us into life like a poem, with a blended mist of emotions…

We talked, fought, cried, shared, dreamt and loved…….

He put us to stick together, when the wind within us was so terrible…

It’s a special canvas; which he portrayed with his every fine colour……

This is what love is... And I would say it’s pretty beautiful...

Like the wind frost she came down at the edge of my heart...  

I hold her within my arms, close to my heart...

And i feel her warmth within me...

It will keep me alive even after my heart beat fades…

My dreams can shape a song, when it gets filled with her and often rules me.

With her lips on my forehead, my mind gets pacific and often guides me.

The isle of love which we created within our souls often protects me.

Melting down like a snow hill, her kind heart often forgives me.

Like a little kid she cares me, I feel the presence of my mom often.

Yes she loves me like anything……

Words are less strong to convey her strong affection towards me…

And I should be much stronger enough to deserve her love……

Let the sail get set against the stream, I will hold her within my arms……

The voyage never ends and the wind will spread love…..

dREAms tRAil bEHid mE......

dREAms are like someone’s prayer.

Sometimes morning colors will take them all away from us.

It won’t leave any mark behind.

And we can’t chase down it ever.

 

Nothing exists!

Until we probe and realize.

Like an apartment Lift I go up and down.

Opting the floor, where I wonna shed my dREAMS…

But for today and ever, I leave at the same floor.

In need of you!

The rain got thundered on me,

As my Heart got wet with your tear dROPS.

I stepped into the dARK as a vampire.

Blood!!..  I can smell only mine..

I care none.. but still you do..

I cant change myself, neither will I do..

 

 

The  window pane got dirty with smoke.

Burnt coal ashes hinder my view.

May be I am blind.

But I can still see you within me.

 

Violin plays the song of desperation.

So as your fingers  wonna play it.

To get filled with inner peace.

 And play the silence of lOvE.

Blue is symbol of desperation..

Vast like a mighty ocean..

Seamless like the sky.

It ain’t begins, never ends.

Let it carry my heart along its reach.

 

My hand writing go bad often..

But the paper is Still white and clear..

As I do leak ink out of my pen;

The  dREAms may get stained.

 

I do define everything in the very first start.

May be a bit prejudiced I am.

And now you taught me not be.

I should quit defining things in the very first start.

 

Let mY dREAms fly with lOVe....

I do like to go into the wild......
I do like to be the murderer of today's truth...
But what about tomorrow???
It Haunts me every moment..

Tomorrow has got left nothing for me, even then as a human, 
who has been Ordained to live his life, need to think about tomorrow....
As you wish, since today has gifted nothing to me,
then the thoughts about tomorrow is obviously gonna be in vain....
I know that this Journey that you like, hasn't got an end ever...
But rather vomiting the pain of yesterday is to cherish what tomorrow has gonna gift me...


Longer the waves are, as longer my dreams are....always under load....
Let me blame my Memories...,why the god has given, as I can't forget you dEAR...
If my dREAms look back at me and smile ever, then that's enough for my life...
If it was a Lust, then I would have been Quenched in a brothel, but my desire is what outreaches Lust...
Let the cannon be loaded, let it may fire a round at me, and the bullets breakdown my heart into pieces, so that no space for a Woman....

How should I touch your Heart???

Even all the doors are shut, I do wait for a miracle to dig a hole on the walls...

And I will keep Hope on myself.....

My DreaMs gO BaD sOmEtIMEs........

There is a bad world outside..........
Even my dreams cant reach..
One day it was totally accidental......
That I saw the gate into that Bad World.
The gate ain't look bad.
And thats why I took that path........
I just meant to have a walk in the woods.
To feel the hills and the Dark...............

Yes Now Im totally inside this Bad World.
Which I havent dreamt about either...
Iam walking and keep walking.
To find the gate at the other end for exit.....


During my journey I often find Ghosts.
Ghosts do question my faith on God.
We do chat for hours.....
And finally I found the presence of God in Ghost..



Iam not a warrior boy, for which I do regret.
And even I fought against some ghosts.
Blood was shed from my body.
But my heart kept beating all the way.
And I aint let the ghost to drink my blood.......



Now people from the Good World have a doubt.........???
A dilemma more than a doubt.
That I have become a Ghost or not...
A real tough question . isn't it?



Anyways now I love Ghost and this Bad World.
Like a hobbit I do adventure.
Bcoz One day I do have lots to tell my son.
And thats why Iam here as a Ghost.



"" ANSWER TO ALL THE DOUBTS FROM THE GOOD WORLD;
LIKE A HOBBIT I DO ADVENTURE"

Be sincere to your Dreams!... But not to your life!...

 From my childhood to this " NOW"....
I was sincere to my life... But
not always to mY dREAMS.....

That's the difference between my dreams and my life....
The scene has got changed but NOW....
I pursue mY dREAMS now, and I am totally ignorant about my life....
 From nowhere to nowhere as I wander...
In the midst of all my emotional tragedies....
I celebrate every moment when iam alone....
Going to my shadowed past, I find a beating locker....
With a rock or high carbon steel it was made....
However, molten red fluid flow inside it....
Half of that was sent to purify at the holy temple....
The temple already carved with MALBORO and KENT..
Yeah you are right....
My blood is still haunted by the gift of guilty.....
Sometimes even that felt cool.....


Let's open the neck of Champagne bottle....
And feel the vigorous white sparkling wine inside you.....
I still remember those days....
After every party, I had in my life....
As the guests leaves the hall of fame....
I probe into the hollowness of the Champagne bottle.....
When the poison spreads through my blood... I am set free....
Free from all the burden that I bore till that "NOW" ....
Where the hell she has gone from my life... My pretty Girl....
Who refilled the golden glass with wine....
Who prompted every single dialogue of my Drama....
Hiding behind the Mask , she ran off with her Dreams....

This is all that I learnt from my f**king past....
When we start living our life, we may forget to pursue our dREAMS...
Remember dREAMS are beautiful than our Life .,..
So be sincere to your dREAMS.... But not to your life......