Monday, June 25, 2012

To feel how I feel


It is so difficult to make someone else see what you see. 
Make them feel what you feel. 
Perhaps it is almost impossible. I don't think anyone or anything but movies can do that. People weep on the death of the lovers, they feel sorry when they suffer from the pangs of separation, they cry in their pain; and you know why that happens? It is because in a movie, they see the entire life of the character. They become one with the character and live their life for those 2 hours. Hence that pain reaches their heart. I wish I were a movie character too, that way i would have 2 hours of your undivided attention and you would know what exactly I am going through. You would feel the pain I feel, cry the tears that come in my eyes. 

Monday, April 9, 2012

If this is not love...what is?



Some show their love with flowers
Some claim their love by screaming on towers

Some bring gifts and some take you to eat
Some write poems and love letters sweet

You did nothing of it and it made me wonder
Whether you love me, or I am a girl just another

But after the years that have passed between us
I sit back to think and my spirit cheers

I realise that each one loves differently
It's me who didn't realize, so foolishly

You don't bring flowers, gifts or chocolates for me
But you have opened your heart and soul to me

You have made yourself known to me; all inhibitions barred
Every secret of yours with me you have shared

If this is not love than what is
For any flowers or gifts, this love I wouldn't miss!