The Priceless

Dedicated to a very sweet friend, who has seen me at my worst and more importantly at my chirpy best. :)

Things have changed from the past,
Things have changed very fast,
Friends, that I thought would forever last,
Left me stranded at the mast,
And then when I look back in time,
I sit and wonder - "What am I still doing at the starting line ?"
I sit and wonder - "When will I ever make the walk ? "
To let go of people who merely talk,
Of never letting you go..

Things I thought would  never change,
People I though would never unchain,
From the love and brotherhood that we shared,
From the love and the friends we were,
In the name of the time when we never spared,
To swear, we'd always be there,
But ALAS !
Things have changed from the past,
And things have changed very fast..

The dark eyed girl who said I could make her smile,
The long haired girl I thought I could never befriend,
The dimpled cheeks of my college crush,
Or the nerdy office girl always in the rush,
They all said they'd make it last,
Our friendship would but make it past,
The tides of time.
But the tides of time have torn them all,
But the tides of time have worn them all,
And its people I never thought would stay,
From lands far far away,
They have stayed, they have made it past,
Even though things have changed very fast,
Some things in life never change,
And that is what makes them priceless again..

Looking for an end

It took him a little while before he inked the pen,
It took a little longer to put the words together again,
It had been lights out for longer than he thought,
The darkness that descended had made him wrought.

It took him a little while before he could stand up again,
It took a little longer to rid the pain,
It stung so hard, he thought every breath was his last,
It took him too long to forget the past.

The nights were long, they dawn didn't break,
Every moment he dreaded to wake,
The words they echoed in his ears,
The writer, he just drowned in his tears.

The glass grew misty and the water trickled down,
The eyes opened, after a long time without a frown,
The wind blew past and the sun shone with glory,
The phantasma was over, it was nothing short of gore.

The leaves in the trees shivered with the wind,
Its all over, the new day did but begin,
He walked with a spring in his stride,
He remembered, he thought, why was it so long before he tried,
And before he got out of his drive,
He read a message - " Wake up like its the first day of your life ! ",
And before he knew what fate had planned,
On his shoulders the birds did land,
And as they playfully flew around his head,
He realised he had been all but dead,
He looked at the skies,
A message that Gods did Send,
He looked again, looking for an end, looking for an end...

Come what may..

some stay
some frey
some fly away..
some cry
some try
some decay
....
there is always a choice,
whether we die, or we pray..
there is always a choice,
when we say what we choose to say..
with every passing second and every passing day,
something will always stay,
how much you choose to care,
how much you choose to be there,
how much you want to fly away,
when the nights are dark and the days are grey,
there is always a choice,
how much you choose to try,
how much you choose to cry,
whether you choose to fall, or you choose to fly,
there is always a choice,
you just have to make it count,
when you are surrounded by shadows and you  are surrounded with doubt,
when the past is inglorious and the future is bleak,
when everything in the present wants to make you weak,
look into the eyes, of someone who is there,
you have to allow him to fix you and let him repair,
for there always will be people..its just that..
some stay
some frey
some fly away,
some cry,
some try,
and some decay..

I wish

I wish I could sing, I would sing a song for you;
I wish I could the play the guitar, I would play it for you;
I wish I was a joker, I would never let you frown;
I wish I could fly, I would never let you down;
I wish I was rich, I would get gifts for you;
I wish you would allow me, I would lift all your troubles for you;
I wish my tears would fall, I would cry for you;
I wish you wanted me dead, I would die for you;
I wish I could read your mind, I would read it out to you;
I wish I could steal you heart, I would protect it for you;
I wish you would look into my eyes, all you would find is you;
I wish you you would hear me talk, I would talk only for you;
I wish I was your heart, I would beat beyond death;
I wish I was the air, I'd live to be your breath;
I wish I knew how to write, I would write a letter to you;
I wish I knew how to tell, I would spill my love to you;
For all I can and all I know, is that I just wish for you,
Never do you frown, nothing ever troubles you,
And I wish my wishes do come true;
As true my love is for you..

Words

Words are my friends,
Words are all I know,
Yet, words are not enough,
To let me tell you,
What words don't have :
Is what I feel for you,
What words cannot spell :
Is my love for you,
Words are in my head
And words are in my heart,
Words are everywhere,
But words just aren't,
Not enough to make you smile,
Not enough to make you trust,
Words are just weak letters to you,
And my love nothing but rust,
Words are my only friends then,
They're are I'll ever have,
For you will never have them yours,
Words of belief you think I've never had..

Beast

When I was a little kid, my mom told me a story,
How the beast had fallen in love with a fairy,
It was a fairy tale was all I ever knew.

Sad, I did, but feel for the little beast,
Wish the fairy did not loathe him to say the least.
He was born that way, thats how He made him.

The beast wanted to be nice,
But his roar alone would suffice,
To make people think he was there to kill..

Everytime I'd ask my mother, why did people dislike him,
My mother'd hug me and ask, " Why do always like people like him ? "
Little did I know a strange truth she was hiding....

Everytime she told me such people are meant to be hated,
To be scorned by the humans is how they are fated,
They don't deserve to live, they should just die....

As I grew older, the truth revealed itself,
People hated me, I hated myself,
I looked like a beast, my voice would suffice,
My eyes were enough to tell people that I hated them,
No one looked at my heart, no one realised I needed them...

As fate would have it, I did fall in love with a fairy,
But life ain't fairy tale, it is just sorry,
The fairy will fly away with a prince someday,
I'll just sit and stare,
At my ugly face and lowly eyes,
I love her, she does not care...

Nothing can express how sad I feel,
To see the truth itself reveal,
I was the beast my mother warned me about...
I am a beast and I will die alone no doubt.....

Season

This one is dedicated to my best friend, the sweetest person in my life, hope you read this someday "Jaan"

As the snow melts and flows down the muddy stream,
Marks the end of winter, an end to the cozy dream,
As the rodents run out of their sleep and the birds begin to fly,
Spring returns, with a sunken heart and a bright sky,
Soon, the sun will rise high and make us sweat,
As summer walks upon me, eyes yet, teary and wet,
The summer will pass away too, makes the leaves fall,
Autumn hath come, in your memory I continue to bawl,
Caught but I am unto your season of love and care,
Someone like you will but never be there,
You want me to grow up and move on with life,
And, yet you cut my breathing nerve most ruthlessly with your knife,
There was no blood, there were no stitches, Aye !But there was pain,
As each season goes by, I grow more insane,
Cause this was not meant to be a season of trust,
This was meant to be my life..
Will not trouble you, that I swear,
But stop loving you is something I can't wear,
Try as hard as I may the thoughts won't stop,
I'll continue crying but won't let you see a tear drop,
Cause it was never was about just that one season,
Loving you is what I care, there is no reason,
There will never be a parrelleil rhyme,
My love for you, trust me, will stand the test of time.