All alone

“ But in my sleep to you I fly
I’m always with you in my sleep !
the world is all one’s own
but then one wakes , and where am I ?
All , all alone”

ALL I WANT IS TO LOVE YOU FOREVER

ALL I WANT IS TO LOVE YOU
For the rest of my life…
to wake up every morning
with you by my side,
knowing that no matter what happens,
I ‘ll be able to come home
to your loving arms


ALL I WANT IS TO SHARE EVERYTHING WITH YOU …
to talk to you about our ideas , our dreams ,
the little everyday things
that make us laugh,
and the not-so-little things
that we can’t help worrying about


ALL I WANT IS TO GIVE YOU MY LOVE
as a place you can always
come to for acceptance
or the simple comfort that silence brings
when things left unspoken
can still be understood


ALL I WANT IS TO GROW OLD WITH YOU…
to watch our life unfold,
our dreams ,one by one ,come true


ALL I WANT IS TO LOVE YOU FOREVER

To my friend

Then the cloud’s gonne,
the sky remains calm and blue-
as it was

You were smiling that time
in its full swing-of joy
Really , I too felt your smile,
the happiest way of life

Your love; your friendship ;
is precious
and I am proud of it too

There and then , we
have to begin a new start
How could I express my love ?
I am unaware of it , my dear

I don’t know what tied
between us
Love , friendship , but –
There’s some potentiality
within you and me,
so our love remains
sometimes silent
most times calm

Soon I realised
it was a dream ,
silent was the sky
as you were always

still ,
I continue
my strange love
in the name of you
in your absence

Make a wish and dream
a dream….
no matter how unreal ,
they seem
tomorrow’s beautiful and new ,
and filled dreams
that do come true

AGAIN SUNSHINE !

Alas! How easily things go wrong
A sigh too much , a kiss too long
then there follows a mist , a weeping rain
and life –
is never the same again.

But –
Things can never go sadly wrong.
if the heart be true and the love be strong
The mist – if it comes
And , the weeping rain
Will be changed by the love.
- into sunshine again !

Today…

Wake up happy... Chase a cloud ... savour a memory ... laugh out loud ... whisper a promise ...whistle a tune ... fall asleep with a smile.......

the rare dream

It was night
I was there with the moon and the stars
I was lost in my dream

In my dream,
I gave him the canvas
He painted the poem
With the colors of emotion
I asked myself
Am I the canvas
the colors
or the poem !!!

In my dream
I gave him the theme
He gave me the words
For me his words were golden beads
He beaded the string of silk

I confess
The string was my dream
A strong wind blew
The string broke
The beads scattered
My dream was scattered
Shall I collect a bead and preserve it with tender care

I dare
For the dream was so rare

“Making Love”

A bonding of souls drawn to each other
By forces that remain unknown
A culmination of emotions and desires
Given a spark and left to be alone

An inborn instinct to find the one
Who belongs to the moon as does the sun
A timeless journey coming to its end
The destination containing your lover and friend

Only now is true peace felt
No shadows of wonder, fear or doubt
Minds and hearts creating a whole
Binding the minds and fusing the souls

An explosion of life in an instant of time
Seeking the other to which to combine
Together at last for ever more
Creating a spirit that will forever soar