The thought of you was a dream
A life with you was a fantasy
Still thinking of you is insanity
Forgetting you will be an impossibility
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
The day...
Hell will break loose,
The heavens will fall,
The day I won't think of you,
will never come at all.
The heavens will fall,
The day I won't think of you,
will never come at all.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
I dream...
I dream of the bright stars
I dream of silver moon
I dream of the snow fall
I dream of sand dunes
I dream of the deep oceans
I dream of blue skies
I dream of the frothing waves
I dream of serene valleys
I dream of the huge mountains
I dream of beautiful islands
I dream of the wonderful castles
I dream of green lands
I dream of the rain
I dream of cool breeze
I dream of the universe
and the world within me.
I dream of silver moon
I dream of the snow fall
I dream of sand dunes
I dream of the deep oceans
I dream of blue skies
I dream of the frothing waves
I dream of serene valleys
I dream of the huge mountains
I dream of beautiful islands
I dream of the wonderful castles
I dream of green lands
I dream of the rain
I dream of cool breeze
I dream of the universe
and the world within me.
My Morning Song...
Sleeping in the room,
lost in the dreams.
Was it chirping of the birds
or blaring screams?
Oh God! It's 10
The alarm did not ring
Damn, the alarm
it never rings
But when I check it,
it always sings
Oh God! The time's running
I'm gonna be late
Morning rituals, bath,
5 missed calls!!!
My hair's a mess
The cab driver's waiting down the hall.
Why do people come on time?
Why are they never late?
Breakfast is served
I'm dressed
The cab driver's sleeping
on the car seat mattress.
Don't think 15 mins delay is too long
This is my morning song.
lost in the dreams.
Was it chirping of the birds
or blaring screams?
Oh God! It's 10
The alarm did not ring
Damn, the alarm
it never rings
But when I check it,
it always sings
Oh God! The time's running
I'm gonna be late
Morning rituals, bath,
5 missed calls!!!
My hair's a mess
The cab driver's waiting down the hall.
Why do people come on time?
Why are they never late?
Breakfast is served
I'm dressed
The cab driver's sleeping
on the car seat mattress.
Don't think 15 mins delay is too long
This is my morning song.
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