TIMES

No smiles
What is written would happen
A lone wish this Christmas
A complete change of heart
No tears
What is written would happen
A dream to last a life time
A home beautiful
No fear
What is written would happen
A time with you
A beginning with no end

Thirty Four

34, life slows
On the edge, of this ledge
Party grows, twitching shows
Scotch flows, no one knows
Dream dies, friends fly
That Bitch, found a nitch

Morning blues, alarm Snooze
Work kills, weekend thrills
Six pack, not a fact
Late nights, facebook plight
Small tits, girls hit
Porn Porn, come on
Breaking Bad, who said
CK 1, lots of fun
Mall runs, give me a gun
Broken me, no one sees
Thirty four,  I miss you more

Hold me, Love me

 

Hello... do you care to listen
I am not alone, don't be mistaken
You looked at me with care
And then put on those big glares
This world is not going to end
And neither I am going to blend

You would see me everywhere
I might be your sweetest nightmare
How did I rise to be a great pain?
Don't wonder. I am a big Shame.
You can't keep me out of your hair
Try, your favourite prayer

The subtle bruises on your neck
Would tell my story of trek
Ah! now this is getting exciting
That's what they call bad writing
There is a lot left in me
Passion for the night, you would agree

My radio plays the song, "hold me,love me"
And, I finish my last smoke with glee
I can't find the right word to rhyme
To tell this feeling sublime
Look back, I am still there
Burning for you, holding the last tear

SMILE

This pain is going to kill me

If it doesn't, I am not getting any stronger

I maybe forgetting the small details

But, your touch still lingers

The picture of the dream with you

Hangs on my unfinished wish wall

A word is all I wait for

And your tight lipped smile to die for

All in all I am alone

And without you so lonely

A bullet through my head

May quieten me this autumn

Beautiful Without You

It's beautiful without you

I found this tonight

This smile is real

The words are true

A year gone by

A year off my mind

The bad poetry of mourning is dead

The whiff of new flowers, hits me hard

Making reasons to live

This new me is better than the one you loved

How should I say it again?

It's beautiful without you

Little Feet

Little feet, little feet
Wants to run in the back street
Mommy says not till you eat
Oh! how do the baby cheat
Mom is so sweet
But she is tough to beat
The baby sneaks into the main street
Mom runs and pulls him off his feet
Scold him good and puts him in hot seat
Little feet, little feet
Is sad and frowns in his bucket seat

Save Me

A drop, a plop

Nightmare on

Slow breathe, fast heart

The chase, the run

Filthy streets

The cries, save me

The hand, the grab

Free me, reach me

The crowd, the noise

No one sees

No one stops

 

Memories

I want a basket to store these memories
To keep them close and safe and hidden
I would open it when I grow old
I want the roses in there too
To keep them smelling good
They fragile, let me wrap them in silk

And preserve them
Or, I could just let them go
And travel the world
Fly with the northern cold wind
Sit on the sand

Dance with the storm
Run with the kings
Hunt with the beasts
And soar high like a bird

My Name Is

She changes her name often to run and hide

But is still found and is beautiful to me

Someone tell her she is missed

The seasons change and so does she

This is that time when the flowers blossom

And spread the scent and feeds the bee

Unfortunate my hope is alone

Can't get to write a happy tune

The rainbow and the wooly cloud brings some relief

But who would clean up this gloom

A bird perches on the cloth line; she is singing a fine tune

Does she have a message?

Or is she too happy to care for me

How does one punish oneself and atone?

Years of sins to clean

Should I change my name

But would she look for me

You're Breaking Up

This gradual decay of the memories
Is making a space in my chaotic mind
Giving me freedom from your thoughts
A sense of stillness settles

The myriad hues of the setting sun
Becons me to ready for a new day
Nothing binds me to you anymore
Nor the tears neither the smiles

Can't beguile my solvent self
Hope you find someone new
I got to live this life beautiful
Better it woud be without you

The weather has changed
I have to step out
Each step in a direction
Away from you

Made Me Think of You

I found the box of happiness

My name with the wishes and your signature on it

Dust licked me and that memory rush

The phone, the gift, the birthday

The cold nights are over

I smell spring, the character of my nature is changing

A good laugh and that beautiful time

Made me think of you

Valentine Sorrow

This cold winter and longing
Another day without you

I drown in wine
To save the self from you

Another day flies

Without sign of you 

Why do I wait?

You took a lot from you

The Old Story

I saw my boy, sad and in pain

Tried to cheer him but in vain

The tears rolled on to his wounds raw

“She”, he said tore his heart and no one saw

I smiled, told you boy she would break your heart

But not much is lost if you forget past

Take a walk with me

Let me show you life and its beautiful colours, forget “She”

Fall in love with life; the essence is in letting go

He looked at me and said, “one reaps what one sows"