Tuesday, November 04, 2008

As I See

Some one asked me what love is to me.


I said it is like trying to fly a kite in vacuum.


Then someone asked me how different are boys and girls and I came up with below composition.


Guys



We have crushes and flings
We love all grand things.



We love to talk about girls
More than that we love to talk to girls.



We make a friend
And tell all that she is my girlfriend.



We love your hairs
Even if u r bald who cares.



When we mean ‘yes’ u will never hear a ‘no’.



We are straight from heart
Never know how to play games.



Ohh! girls without u life is down the drain
Girl’s o girls why do u give us so much pain.




Gals



Crushes and Flings r bad things
Love and marriage is what we think



Guys talk dirty
Where as we r saints



Ahh! why does this guy talk to me
Does he want something?



When I say ‘yes’ actually it might be ‘no’
My ‘no’ might also be ‘yes’



Do I have to speak what I mean?
Can’t u understand my subtle hints?



Guys’ r like dogs they always cheat
Never trust them they have cold feet’s.

Friday, September 12, 2008

I

I live my life the way it comes to me

I don’t think twice before I do anything

I have no direction, I have no where to go

My life is a journey without any destiny

I know nothing is forever

That is why I never hold on to anything or anyone

I am just like everyone else.

Sometimes happy sometimes sad.

I also have unreachable dreams and hopeless hope.

I have seen more failures than success.

I have more tears than smiles to remember.

I regret my past and fear my future.

Sitting lonely in a room and talking to mirror for hours.

Drinking glass after glass.

Thinking it will help you forget your past.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

YaaR

For some a friend is a companion

While for some a friend is an ever passing thing

Some treasure it

Will some simply don’t care

For me it’s a way of life

Without friends there is simply no way.

You fight and then makeup

That is why friends are there.

The darkest secret, the silliest things.

That first crush are some things you share.