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Monday, August 16, 2010

India 26/11...

Broken window panes,
Burnt charred floors,
Narrate untold stories,
Behind hidden doors..

The gunshots, the fire,
The chaos, the cry,
Celebrations which ended,
Without a goodbye..

It is normal now,
It is time again for accuses,
But we should resent,
Such reasons and excuses..

Someone’s little mistake,
Somewhere caused a big error,
Ask a mother "what standing up is"
Whose son died fighting terror...

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Dear diary...

*This poem is about the views of two different people, in two different diaries*

Dear Diary,

It's Me(HARSH) once again,
And I'm just writing to say,
That AKSHI just walked by again,
She didn't glance my way.

It's just like she's forgotten,
Just what we used to be,
She doesn't even care at all,
But she means so much to me.

Dear Diary,

It's me(AKSHI) once again,
And I'm just writing to say,
That HARSH walked on by again,
Without glancing my way.

I miss him so much that it hurts,
But of course he doesn't see,
That he'll always mean the world,
And he's everything to me.

Dear Diary,

Today AKSHI was with him,
And I tried hard not to cry,
But I couldn't help the tears ,
As they were falling from my eye.

I turned and walked away,
So my feelings wouldn't show,
But the truth is, I still love her,
More than she will ever know.

Dear Diary,

I saw HARSH again today,
When I was walking with a friend,
I faked a smile when he walked by,
But it was so hard to pretend.

I wonder if he'll ever know,
he's always on my mind,
I wonder if he still loves me,
Or if he has just left me behind.

Dear Diary,

I think that I will tell her,
That I want her to be mine,
That I'll be with her forever,
And I'll love her for all time.

Dear Diary,

I think that I will tell him,
That he's everything to me,
And that I want to go back,
To the way we used to be.

************************

Dear Diary,

I'm sorry that it took so long,
But I'm writing just to say,
That AKSHI and I got married,
We've got a daughter on the way...

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

The drunk driver...

She was drinking at a party,
On a raging New Year's Eve,
She had to be home early,
She knew she had to leave.

"Honey do you need a ride"
Her boyfriend sweetly said,
She just smiled back at him,
And quickly shook her head.

"I've got to leave right now,
So I'll just take my car...
But don't you worry, sweetheart,
Cause I won't drive too far"

Unaware she'd been drinking,
He watched her drive away,
She knew that this was wrong,
But she did it anyway.

"I only had a couple drinks,
I know that I'll survive"
She kept saying in her head,
As she went for this short drive.

The alcohol took over her,
She wasn't thinking straight,
She assumed that there was no one,
Who'd be driving out this late.

But out of nowhere, came a car,
She screamed as headlights flashed,
She flew out of the windshield,
As both of their cars crashed.

She woke up laying on the ground,
Sirens screaming in the night,
She was bleeding quite a bit,
But she knew she'd be alright.

With dread, she saw the other car,
That had rolled down the hill,
She knew this was her fault,
As she started feeling ill.

But when she saw the body,
Tears started falling down,
As she looked down to find,
Her dead boyfriend on the ground...