Sunday, December 17, 2006

Change !?

You think I have changed a lot,
this is something the world says too,
its just a phase in life my friend,
its hard to find whats false, whats true..

You say my way of talking's changed,
and silence rules my tongue much more,
its not my way of talking, friend,
its just my throat thats gone sore..

You say my eyes are now red with hate,
and love n care r left aside,
but its not what u think my friend,
they r just red stains of sorrows inside..

You say my attitude towards life is different,
and I've started behaving like a pessimist,
what better proof of optimism can I give,
when I even welcome a dense fog like a morning myst..

Dont call a 'phase' a 'change' my friend,
'cause there actually is no change in me,
'cause if I do change then you will see,
what a change in me can really be...

Monday, December 04, 2006

Negative Metamorphosis

Some time back I told I love you
but for you these words were nothin new
nothin now remains of what I said
'cause my love for you is turning to hatred...

A thousand things I did for you
'cause all this time I deeply loved you
to nothin' positive these things have led
n slowly my love now turns to hatred

I have cried several a time
but you dont give a dime
no more tears now will I shed
as my love for u turns to hatred

For you I have gone through a lot of pain
through summer, winter and heavy rain
I lay on a thorny bed of roses red
as my love for u turns to hatred

Now I have to give some time to me
a lot more in this world is left to see
you showed me how harmful love can be
what an illusion it was to think of 'we'

I never ever felt this day would come
when apart from u I would think of some
I promise, Tomorrow when I wake up in bed
All I'll have for u is hatred...

The Wait

I felt lonely,no one in sight,
to call my own,someone just right,
a whisper,I always heard,
which in a way,is weird.
'coz for years i searched and sought
for answers in vain,
but all I got was a tormented heart and a lot of pain,
A soul here and a soul there,some tiny reflection reaching the core,
A scattered pattern,a kaleidoscope of emotions,yearning for more.
Amidst this,I stand,seeking solace,
just waiting for you or deaths embrace.

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written by my close friend TURBOCHARGED a.k.a PRAVEEN BHADE