Being mere mortal creatures trying to accomplish immortal tasks we run, we work, we race against time with unfortunately no time to thank. Here's a thank you note for all those who made me what I am today and hope to see me still better. I owe a lot to you. Thanking you all...
Thank you mom,
for those early morning wakes
and the late night sleep
for none but me...
Thank you dad,
for giving me all that I wanted
and even more than I ask
leaving your dreams and wishes incomplete...
Thank you sis,
for the cute lil' fights we have
for always loosing for me
and granting me the merely lasting happiness...
Thank you teacher
for throwing me outside the class
and helping me become
Miss.Cool at school...
Thank you Mr.X,
for your corner eyed glance
which always made me blush...
Thank you buddy,
for you have been my everything
my past, present and my future
thank you for that loan for lays
those birthday gifts
those compliments for new clothes
for ragging me and being ragged
those unreasonable fights
those words geniunely from the heart
for your shoulders to cry upon
for those tears shed for me; priceless...
Thank you 'Rules'
for making me realize my potential
and helping me break those barricades
Thank you pen
for letting my stagnant thoughts
overflow as meaningful words...
Thank you pillow,
for being my best room-mate
and bearing those silent night tears...
Meaningless thoughts that once stood stagnant, overflow as poignant words. Words which are a passion, a sense of emotion of a city girl who battles for her piece of cake amongst the unnoticed. These words are not just vague thoughts penned down. They are thoughts beyond words. Here is an enchanting reflection of my world through a fragment of my shattered window-pane...
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
New hopes...
A world of theirs
A world of mine
No bridge built in time to link...
A dream of theirs
A hope of mine
Puzzled stand souls
unknown to go whereby...
They scream
I shout
we cry; tears spout
I slam the door
they knock it,
I lock it
Hunger strike for supper
And both stand misunderstood
And the lil' lamb wishes to jump over the cordon
To enter a world of green pastures...
A world of mine
No bridge built in time to link...
A dream of theirs
A hope of mine
Puzzled stand souls
unknown to go whereby...
They scream
I shout
we cry; tears spout
I slam the door
they knock it,
I lock it
Hunger strike for supper
And both stand misunderstood
And the lil' lamb wishes to jump over the cordon
To enter a world of green pastures...
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