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LOVE “My Short Love Story- THE LONELY GIRL”

The Martyr

The velvety strips
of those precious tears
sings away the song
f love and fear
forever is the word 
i wanna hear from you
u dont even reply
i love you too

might have been good
might have been bad
seems alright
when u act like dad
scold me and hold me
teach me and care
why don’t u let out
ur feelings and share

no more anger
and no more hatred
remember those purple night
was so afraid
u might wanna leave
right after this
i might fall asleep
and miss my last kiss

good bye my king
good bye my dream
sleep tight ur night
dont hear my scream
u left long ago
when that letter came
ur husband died a martyr
no one to blame
he died like hero they said
he fought with vailor 
who will hug me now
who will love forever?
Good bye my hero
son of ur country
u saved many tears
making my eyes empty.

 

 

 

Dear Old Friends

 

Good Old Days
those plenty of times
i miss those years
and my partners of crime
school was my sanctuary
school was my home
now i’m so grown
now i’m alone

they were the buddy
to hold on for life
they grew apart
got kids and wife
got plenty of cash
and a nice car
but no one to share
their success by far

so much stories left
stashed untold
trashy old place
and tree house so cold
our box of little secret
got all our colectibles
had flash back of the place
where our name was scribbled

tome,harry,lucy,james
so much stories
and jokes so lame
the harder was time
that stronger it became
but we ran out of time
and chose different ways

all we can do
is take a wild guess
does tom look funny
and cry baby james
sensual lucy
how does she look
finally harry
must have learnt to cook

faceboo,twitter,G+
it all exisist
we never searched them
never bothered a least
are we afraid of
those good old days?
people might think
we stupid old aged
i dont give a dam
i’ll search them right away
when i finally did
mane passed away

what was i doing
and think so many dyas
how can i be so far
from my child hood friends
i was too busy
chasing my dream
racing the way
the whole world scream
all i saw was money
and a bright shiney car
now what to do
with this uncureable scar
once more i went
to the scribbled place far
the tree has been cut
and a family recide over

all i have memories
inside my head
tears fall down
down skin dreaded
old i am now
not to forget
i’m ready now
to take a holiday
have a reunion to join
heaven’s in my way
hell or heaven
makes no difference
my heaven was there
where i have my friends.

Dedicated to all my old friends. Miss them so bad…….

MY SOLDIER

how do you explain those tears
when you see a soldier come home
how do you express those times
when you hope your soldier be back
how do you feel when he does
and stand right there knocking on your door

how do you explain those moments
to your missed soldier
how hard it was for you
to live life with a border
mind some where
but you gotta do some thing else
you just wish in your mind
wish your soldier was closer

how do you sleep those nights
when your mind ask those question
what’s my soldier doing
what’s my soldier’s condition?
dont write to me ma the soldier said
it becomes hard for me to stay
when you keep saying
come back to me home
at least on this holiday

How do you explain your feelings
to be some one of a soldier
incredible pride and joy
mind filled with pain and fear
the only best friend you have
are the memories and tear
but when some one ask you
what does your(son/father/daughter/wife/husband…) do
you say with pride
he’s a soldier with no fear…..

To all the soldiers posted abroad
may you saty safe and all your family be
in happiness and kind ness…

Me and my life.

When i tried to walk
They all said run
When i tried to run
They all said drive
When i tried to drive
They all said,what’s the rush
Take it slow,progress and thrive

They all give lectures,argument
Debate,compete and advice
But we are the one
Who live life like non
So i said,
Why run? When i can walk?
Why drive when i run?
Why run when i need to drive?
Hod gave me my life
To struggle and survive.

You dont baby sit me
Coz i dont wear no diper
I know shen to be cool
And when to get hiper
I protect my self
And thrive all the way
Life is not to survive
But to live my way

How can you teach me
How to eat
When i’m the one in hunger
Ain’t got no money to treat?
How can you teach me
How to be famous?
When i’m the one hated
And your the one in ghetto
It dose’nt really matter if you were close
To be some one the chances are narrow

God gave me eye
God gave me brain
To watch and learn
So that i can gain
From all the shit i see
To become some one
Who we wanna be
But as this life is mine
I just wanna be me……….

My Dear Girl

My dear girl
If you could see thru my eyes
You could see evening
With goden sun
Winter noon near window lonesome
Summer breeze passing by
Making me feel you hugged tight
Crossing all the limit you came close
And the breeze told me
For you to leave a rose
If you could look thru my eyes
You would see all the night
That i woke just fot you
You thoughts were pritty
But the special one was you
As the morning sun rises
It made me remember
Theres a grave near by
Where we could be together
As the koyel bird sing
Made me remember
Every little thing.
My girl if you could look thru my eyyou watch what i’v been passing by
How heavy my eyes get
For not sleeping and getting wet
I decided never to sleep
So thru my eyes you could see
Every place where u wanted to be
If u could see thru my eye
You would watch
All the bottle of wine that i clutch
To get my self weak
And not to hurt my self when i’m freak.
I promise not to close my eye
And let you see what i see
Unless you take birth again
And reach where you wanted to be

Good morning every one.