Thursday 28 January 2010

Paper


I am your friend as you start with your day
Check the newspaper awaiting at your doorstep today

I am the currency,
that you earn and spend without care.

I am piles and piles of knowledge
that you love and you hate,
But still read it anyways

I am the carefree boat that you floated in the rain…
I am the colorful kite that gave you wings and new friends...
I am a message from loved ones
that brings smiles and tears to your face.

I am plain,
Yet I decorate your life.
I am the art, the music, the dance, the picture…
All starts with me,
still I am naïve.

I am the fan,
when power fails you on a sunny day.
I am hidden at every corner of your archway…

I laugh with you
I rub the tears from your eyes.
I am the power of your emotions.
With me, you have broken rules, boycotted dynasties.
for I am your loud voice…

You burn me for pleasure.
You burn me to die.

Still,
I am with you.
I am your friend.


.SAVE PAPER.

Thursday 21 January 2010

Truth of You and Me

Am sorry for I made you cry
But am not so sorry, for I did it again…
So that’s how it goes…
It is truth of you… and me…

I followed you many times around
I crossed the streets fearing you’ll be gone
Assumed the worst and lashed at you
Don’t you know,
It were my own insecurities…
Am sorry for I made you cry
But am not so sorry, for I did it again…
So that’s how it goes…
It is truth of you… and me…

Indifference was the mask I wore
Subtle killing was the only goal
Flirted around to see the hurt on your face
Don’t you know,
This love was too much for me!
And I made you cry
But am not sorry, for I did it again…
So that’s how it goes…
It is truth of you… and me…

Now that I’m on my own
Admitting to the emptiness you left behind
With all that’s been said and done…
Don’t you know,
It is the end.

Your smell still lingers in the bed…
Oh baby!
What we’ve done…
You make me cry