A GRUESOME DAY

My insides seem to be bubbling with joy,

I seem to flow as gracefully as a swan,

I use my tensions as a decoy,

The day was passing slowly until time ran.

Enjoying the morning air, I smell,

The damp humours that comes up,

I am elated with the feeling that does swell,

I am in seventh heaven, drinking in God’s own cup.

The day slowly toils past its mark,

Weather does turn rash and hot,

The sun feeds upon us like a shark,

Temperature’s high and the pace is a boiling pot.

Evening does give a respite here,

But that is not enough to lighten up the mood,

The heat is too much to bear,

I perspirate and will become as dry as wood.

The night is pleasant, a bit chilly,

Spring has cast its shadows over us,

My insides shiver with excitement,

And I can hardly sleep, for my loss.

HOME

It has been two months since I left home,

I don’t know what has come,

In my way to prevent my return,

To the land where I was born.

Home is something different than all,

It’s the ultimate heaven beyond recall,

It has a sense of security that none can give,

Its cover is something I don’t want to leave.

The chirpy bird whistling in the morning,

The rooster calls out without a warning,

Fresh air purges my lungs, and

I begin the day with a song.

Breakfast is pleasant, I cherish it,

The paperboy hurls the paper from his newspaper kit,

Dew is glistening on the grass,

The sun is shining like brass.

Hours pass unexpectedly quick,

They turn into days and weeks,

Slow and steady the holidays end,

And I am forced to bend!!!!

BEST FRND

The first rays of sun strike my face,
And usher in a warmth that refreshes,
And takes away every bit of sleep,
That my tired body and mind keep.

The first rays of sun strike my face,
And usher in a warmth that refreshes,
And takes away every bit of sleep,
That my tired body and mind keep.

Each morning starts with an sms,
To a dear one who is asleep,
Some hundred miles away in her den,
Without worry and mortal pain.

I say she's my best friend,
The sweetest friend one can get,
I am the 'perfect angel' for her,
But I think she exaggerates after all.

No single day passes without an sms or call,
She misses me day and night,
Wants to know each and everything about myself,
Has a charm that compels you to reveal yourself!

She says she loves me,
I am used to this,
Her voice sounds like the gush of water from a mountain stream,
And as cool and as pure as cream.

She's a good singer I hear,
Cannot live without ketchup or 'paani-puri',
I have not seen her though,
In the tree of character, she's the most beautiful bough!

She wants me to send every photograph I can,
She wants to see everything here,
In my college where I study,
And know the minute things about her best buddy.

I share my secrets with her,
She's an encyclopedia upon that,
Her advice is invaluable,
Sometimes weird but always available.

Every night its the same question for me,
"Have you taken your dinner?"
And for fear of her anger,
I go n gulp the food without any hunger....

We are the perfect family for her,
She wants to be my sister,
Mum always wanted a daughter,
And I cant contain my laughter....

She is really stubborn,
Doesn’t care what others think,
Has a very fickle mind,
And is really soothing like the wind.

After all she's my best friend,
I don’t know what it'd have been without her,
She's spectacular I can say,
This is all I can spare about "Tamanna Tanaz" in my way!!!!!!!!!!

DAY BEFORE INDEPENDENCE     

The air is sweet, the breeze is shooing,

Away all care and the sun is wooing,

Us outside, coz the exams have nearly ended,

The last paper is tomorrow but revision is unattended.

I prepare to leave for home,

The wait has been very long,

The hope for return had been narrow,

I can hardly wait for the morrow!

Nobody seems to care for next day,

Exam may go to hell as my feelings sway,

For I glimpse of home, with its cozy shadows,

Lying on the hilltop ‘round the meadows.

Everyone seems to be in merry,

Nobody seems to wait for the river ferry,

Some swim and some seem to find a boat,

They just want to cross the gloomy moat.

The luggage has been stowed, packing’s done,

I can’t wait for the afternoon, to get on the run.

Feelings seem to flood my mind,

Untold desires seem to unwind.

Wearisome has been this month of last,

I want to be back with a blast,

I will miss my deary roommates,

The one whom I regularly checkmate!!!

The date is 22^nd Jan, 2010!!! The day before the last exam of my first semester in CVRCE. It had nearly been a month since I visited home!!!!!So I was naturally very excited about my homecoming, coz the very next day I was about to catch a train

DECEIT

Beauty is better left undescribed,

People do not know its potential,

Each face has something to hide,

The eyes, they do seem to be crucial.

Misinformation results in heart-break,

Expectations should not be sky high,

Deceit is an old game for them,

They deal in pain, without a sigh.

Some are under the impression of love,

They do not know its value and weight,

A glimpse is not sufficient to tell,

An illusion, that is planted by fate.

The road goes a long distance into the night,

Where it turns a sharp bend and stops there,

People find it hardest to return,

Recovery, though majestic , is rare.

BAFFLED

Complications surround me all around,

I step from one problem to another,

Rain’s dampening my mod now,

I am lying on my bed with much to bother.

Its frustrating, the sense of duplicity,

Friends turn foes in a whisk,

Loss, though cruciating, is not eternal,

I will not be blamed, though I run a risk.

Mysteries seem to spring up,

Legends become truth around,

I stare at this turn of events,

I want to get away, but I am bound.

Love is a dreadful thing to fall for,

Passion is the intriguing factor,

Getting hurt is a certainty,

But it is a difficult thing to doctor!!!

FRIEND, FRIENDSHIP AND GIRLFRIEND

It’s a weird thing to happen,

The deep bonds of friendship are broken,

When a girl comes in your friend’s life,

And makes your friendship nothing but a strife.

Guys tend to spend more time with their beloved,

Friends get deprived of their mate,

I wonder what charm do they have,

What favour do the guys crave?

Feelings are heightened in love,

Cell-phone is the new treasure trove,

People remain absent-minded all the time,

Their friends feel this without a sign.

Sometimes it hurts to bear this,

But your friend is happy,

So make merry and be in bliss,

Coz after some years he’ll be changing his son’s nappy!!!