WHAT HAS TO BE…

Sunlight creeps across the dusty room,

The shadows stretch on and on,

The place seems to be in dire need of a broom,

But the man sitting there does not move till the light has gone.

Thoughts of lost past times flashes by,

He senses his loss is irreparable,

We wants to express his feelings but he’s shy,

His best-friend is gone whom he thought inseparable.

Life teaches us many important lessons,

Some are hard to get on with,

Some are long, pain-inflicting sessions,

But remain in mind like an age-old myth.

The cool air blows inside through the window,

Its chilly, warmth is urgently needed,

Still the man does not move, not does not show-

A single sense of life, everything is unheeded.

The street-light casts a dull glow,

Gradually he moves to set things right,

But every step he has to take will hurt anyhow,

Despite the fact that he has never gave up without a fight.

AH HA!

I cherish a dream in the darkest corner of my heart,

Never thought it’d survive, fate plays its part,

A face smiles upon me in my eyes,

I am lost in it, I am flying in the deep blue eyes.

A look at her and wonder at Nature,

How can it make so lively a pasture!

The lips part fleetingly to flash those white teeth,

The hair graces the head like a leather sheath.

She’s neither beautiful nor fascinating,

But something in her attracts me, like I am hallucinating,

Her eyes say the untold passion of love,

I wish her lips followed that, a word of frankness from the dove.

Her actions tender every pain that I have,

Intentions calm down every nerve, when I starve-

From love, affection and care-

I feel I am home, when I am with her-

Her pain, sorrows and troubles I want to share.