“It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in a language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs.”
Monday, August 11, 2008
Happy Birthday
Burning one candle on cake,
i let the darkness go away!
i smile on this scene,
remembering the way he made my life.
Making me forget my fears
and making me smile in tears.
I promise myself that
on this special day i wont cry.
Standing in front of window,
i feel the world so happy
'coz someone is celebrating his day.
I whisper in wind's ear,
"Happy birthday pagal"
with few kisses i sent.
Knowing that his window will be open,
this wish will wake him up
and I'll be the first one to wish.
If i was near,
he would surely jump from bed,
Before i could hug him
He's going to gaze.
And from his beautiful eyes,
I will know.
Touching his lips with mine,
i feel his another print on me.
When i will look at him again,
he's going to make me blush.
With a smile on face,
i came back to the reality.
I cit the cake,
feeling his presence near
and sing song for him
"Happy birthday to you,
May you have many more"
Claps echoes in my ears
and i sit on the floor
with gift in hand.
Starring the candle
and waiting to hear him once again!
P.s:This is my really personal poem and is dedicated to someone really special:) and dont comment on it badly:D
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(Faded Memories)
Wherever I go,
Whomever I meet,
Your faded memories...
Stay with those beats
Of that broken heart,
Which you had someday,
Today that is mine
With loneliness, I tread...
Shall I let you know?
Or will then you read?
What is in my heart...
My face shoed, indeed!
Like a lover, face I covered,
Every time when you departed
Oh I loved you, still I do, so...
What makes you broken hearted?
All I have are memories...
Your faded memories...
Rest, I lost, yeah, I’ve lost...
Oh creator, I agreed!
Some live alone, still happy
How calm is bliss, no clashes...
Some die in crowd, unworthy
They cry with wet eyelashes...
Some live to fly, they’re famous
They keep no words of sorrow
Some God-blessed fools do not know...
What will happen tomorrow?
Like a lover, face I covered,
Every time when you departed
Oh I loved you, still I do, so...
What makes you broken hearted?
All I have are memories...
Your faded memories...
Rest, I lost, yeah, I’ve lost...
Oh creator, I agreed!
(Cyrus_92onwards)
What I liked about this poem is its depth within simple words.....its such a nice attempt!
thanks marvi!
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