My Grandmother?s Hands they are very nice The hands which spank my butt only twice Those hands that are so simple Those hands which made my tears trickle Hands which are powerful and strong Those hands which have taught me right from wrong Hands like I hadn?t seen before Hands which are not needed anymore Her voice is all that now needs to be heard Because I have come to trust Grandmother?s word!!!

When You fall in Love with someone, Don’t think just start enjoying it. Because after some time. You will not be in position to enjoy anything.

Love can be, found in the wormth of a kiss,in a touch or a lingering embrace?. Love can be found in a sweet,tender glance or a smile that laughts up the face? Love can be found in words softly spoken,in comfertable silence too?. Love can be found in any number of ways? And I FOUND LOVE when?.. ?I FOUND YOU?

My dear father, I too would like to give you praise, Though a day of celebration, Is never enough to compensate, Is never enough to appreciate, Is never enough to congratulate, The man who?s life to me still dedicate.

it hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, But what is more painful is to never have the courage to let that person know how you feel. Don’t go for looks; they can deceive. Don’t go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone,an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone-but it takes a lifetime to forget someone..

u tuk d hammer 2 d walls.. dragged d memories down de hall.. packed ur bag n walk away.. thr ws nth i cud say.. n wen u closed d front door shut.. alot ov odaz opened up.. so my eyes n i cud c.. u were neva d best 4 me..

A state of limbo The calm before the storm Eyes dry still Expecting the worst The forever leaping heart The battle of wills No looking back?.. Nostalgia- what?s that? Just boredom that kills The endless waiting The relief of a goodbye Regrets??

When you take me in your arms, The world pauses it?s senseless spin, The skies no longer seem too far away, I float on a cloud, and swim about In the most vast sea of joy? You fill me so with love within, No dream?s too far away? When I can feel the warmth of your breath, When I can lay my head on your chest, All I know of is us, and of our love, All the rest creeps into oblivion. Drowned I remain in an unruffled ocean, Protected like a pearl in its shell.

?I WISH TO BE? I wish to be that friend of yours. to whom you can turn whenever you are cross. I wish to stand like a tree and bear all the pain, to give you shade and to prevent you from rain. I wish to be the wood and to be burnt into flame, to give you light and to spread your fame. I wish to be shoulder and to be on your side, to prevent you from stumbling and to help you to guide. I wish to be with you on every turn of your life, and i hope to hear you say that you want me throughout your life.

Spread you arms. Like the scarlet that spreads through the dark sky; Like the trembling notes that spread through the hall; Like the shinning pebbles that spread through the depth of the mighty river, wet. Like the angry voice that spreads And the famished hearts quicken, Spread your arms. And when you touch the flame Grimace, but do not fold them back over you breasts. Between you and the earth beneath your feet The trampled grass knows – When there is nothing left to burn, You set fire to yourself.

Seasons In The Sun Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall?. Surprises and joys?hidden in All?. A strange warmth, within the winter chills.. Oh, the bewitching pictures?of snow-clad hills ! A burst of colours?as the Spring flowers appear, Like rainbows on petals…here,there? and everywhere ! Energy and sunshine..?the Summer brings, A long vacation !.?among other things.! Autumn arrives..with its quiet charm? Leaves jump for joy?..and lie arm in arm.. Seasons come..and Seasons leave?. New visions to see?new dreams to weave !!

In your arms Let me be held, Held captive by your charms, And let the world behold How two souls meld, How they come true ~ The fairytales oft told? In the way the moon Disappears in the clouds, And reappears with a blush, Let?s disappear in a mist, Away from the crowds, In a secretive hush, And let me return? kissed! Is this my reality, is this a dream? I may keep asking myself this. And pinch my cheeks, softly, And hold me, and hug me, and kiss. And I shall know that there is YOU? And I shall know that dreams come true?

That was a noiseless, sorrowful night, Filled with fear & feeling of fright. Heart was isolated & I was alone, With no one there ho was known. To accompany me in this lonely night, Just silent darkness & nothing bright. No one was there with me to ask, Or to remove my cheerful mask. Tired of drowning in my own tears, fighting against my loneliness & fears. I missed you so much day & night, & just thought I treated you right. Just want you to return, help my spirit fly, Your face being the last, I see before I die.

Driven by constant hope We live each moment of our life We are taught to dig out the scope And never to let ourselves down with strife. We believe it going to get better We feel that fate can nvr be that cruel But then at the end of the day?s clutter We realise it was nothing but a cold, messy gruel Like the generations before us We were deceived It was like a bus we never caught Something denied after an ever-lasting wait When u turn to the last page of likfe You realise there was nothing miraculous in there It was a long drama of misery With intermissions of happiness? -a dejected soul pls pen down ur comments guys

the other day, while fencing my heart, i chanced upon an impossible dream, it rose, in beauty, on feet of hope and embraced a teardrop out of me? with hurried steps i rushed away, to find my mask, my book of sense. to invalidate my yesterday. then turned to build my trusted fence. there it lies unto this day, un-nurtured, neglected, growing still, i hoped it gone, wished it away, but there it stays against my will. i leave it at the gallows, pronounce it dead, but come event of tender mind, i look back and find it there. only a few steps behind? beguilingly tangible? agonizingly beautiful? mercilessly invisible to all but me.