Thursday, October 11, 2012

My Sister

The night was lonely
I missed my friend

I looked around
But no one was found...

I looked at the photo frame
I saw her smiling face :)

I remembered the li’l hands
when I held them...

The feeling of being elder
To responsibilities to cater

And all the giggles we shared
And the rhymes we hummed together
And the shrilled screams of winning pillow fights
And the secrets of our childhood times!!!

The sharing of cupboards to games of boards
Having same crushes to topping the Classes in Boards!!!

Running and dancing
Throwing away time...

I miss the the days with you, O sister of mine!
For, you are my first Friend and a person so fine!

The conspiracies and plans and dreams that we shared like wine
Some of which have been coloured so bright, we see them shine :)

I thank My God for giving me a gift so beautiful
I pray you be blessed always for you are the angel of mine!

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Mood Swings

Swinging left...
Swinging right...

Swinging far right...
then Swinging far left...

O! This mood swing of mine!

Confusing my head like
Riding high on some extremely fast ride!

I am trying to hold myself tight
but to-and-fro gushing thoughts don’t let me stabilize

I then suddenly come to a halt
but the inertia doesn't let me stop at all!

“Yes this is right, but Why is this right?
It ought to be definitely wrong!!
If it is wrong and I know it is wrong then who is right?
Yes, I am right!”

Someone Stop!
Stop these thoughts with a big sized full-stop!

Burdening my head, my soul and my goal
These doubts and undue swings of mood!

I don’t require a ride, Thank you!
Try someone weak oh you creepy swings of mood.

You make me mad and sad and act so retarded
Half the people I know then treat me in ways alienated!

The Latin you teach me, O! churlish mood swing
Is something I fail to recall when I am the normal angel with naive wings!

You are so weird, I feel awful after you stabilize
You are like a rhyme which some witches use to mesmerise!

You are black and dark and take my glow
Mood swings! I hate you!

Next time when you try to see me
let me tell you, right in your face

I am not a kid anymore
to ride on your witches’ swings and rides that give me wounds so sore

I know you are sickening, so dare not bother me any time
O you dirty Mood swing..
I hope my words are well defined… :)

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