Sunday, December 26, 2010

Unfulfilled..

A train missed.. Or boarded at a time when the heart pinned for exactly the opposite..

When they couldn't meet at times when they should have..

She didn't get.. the flower he had with him, was for her..

During the cold lone nights.. It was her warmth that he pinned for..

For in all moods of life.. His fingers dialed her number to hear the voice that comforts.. But the calls went unanswered..

In his few words, gestures.. He sketched his love

He had the camera.. But he didnt have her to capture..
the girl was right there.. with her mind he couldnt stir..

Why wont he just move his hands-in-hands of life..
Cuz..she wont get it.

His love.. Unfulfilled.

Yes; its the love unfulfilled that can be romantic..forever !

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Unlit..

I envy a bird soaring above into sky

i leave a robe while in air
and turn to see the robe thats gone
but it aint circus
now m falling

shoulders are booked
so dont you crave young heart

The new sun fills some hope
into fake 'cheers'. Their reasons...my chances.

But..the dependency on sapiens decreases
recorded voices balm it up.

So locked and such a waste
is desire to fly !