How can I say to u 

When morning comes 

n golden light shine on ur bright face

a sweet dream fade away

u wake up a gorgeous smile 

u take my name in ur heart 

I feel ur scent in the wind

though we r too far

but doesnot mean we dont meet

How can I say that

what u mean to me

How I can I say that

what u make me feel

How can I say that

How U touch my soul

When u come to my dream

and say with a smile that

" I am yours"

U came like a thunder smile

that change my life in a spur

U came Like a merchant of dream

That gave me a dream to love

and u came to me like a someone

that I was just living for

and u just cast a spell

and make my life butiful as never before

How can I say that

what u mean to me

How I can I say that

what u make me feel

How can I say that

How U touch my soul

When u come to my dream

and say with a smile that

" I am yours"

All I wana say just to u

that I luv U

and I will always do

I will not b far away

n u will always find me

whener U reach out to touch me

calling my name

Just u r in me

I was walking alone

alone in my way

dont know when u join my side 

now I started to feel

It was for good

thats what was in fate of mine

just u r in me

I cant stop feeling

I cant stop thinking about ya

Just u r in me

I cant stop luving

I cant stop dreaming about ya

I have spend many springs

with an empty heart

I didnt noticed whn u came

dn u filled all dt

just u r in me

i cant stop looking

I cant take my eyes off ya

just u r in me

I cant stop luving

I cant dreaming about ya

I just feel I find myself

but after losing my heart

I just wish if its dream

I die before wake up to light

When I hold u 

I just wish 

that moment dn get freeze

I will just live life

live my whole life like ds

because just u r in me

and i just wish

it will stay the same

I will look at ur gorgeous smile

and will not take my eyes off ya

just u r in me

i wish ds wish comes true

and I will live my life holding u 

How can i say lie is sin

I know few faces
that lie to themselves
to be happy as they are deprived
deprived of all joy they deserved
and heart keen to every bit of happiness
If a lie can make them smile
How can I say lie is sin ?

I know a child
who has a fake smile
whose eye was once too bright
with all dream that he had inside
now pieces of broken dream poke his eyes
if lie make him forget some pain
How can i say lie is sin ?

I know a old
Who is waiting to die
his whole life he toiled so hard
for a smile on faces of dear sons
but he sacrificed all for those ungratefull
if lie can make forget few things
How can i say lie is sin ?

and here is me
confused where i belong
I pretend to be happy with what i am
But I left behind road to my real fate
if lie make all feel like my dream
How can I say lie is sin ?

Whats taking over me

New feelings

   with my mortal frame of flesh and screen

i cursed with many feelings

i saw a rose that endowed a nice laugh

then heard her cry in dark night 

i have heard song of blossom and daffodils

then witnessed grief in the wind

burning myself in the flame of reality 

i translated words of my heart

though I used to feel every feeling deeply

never thought share my soul

and I used to try hard to go beyond

what my was a poet's urge

I used to dare to touch my emotional string

but one day all gone in vain

one day wind carried a note to my ears

my soul sooth with a debonair

joyful smile of a face enchanted my heart

that deep valley which was once empty

was overflown by some wishes

hand, once keen to touch flower and plant

was seeking just touch of her

I never wished that I would be like this

but i feel nice and warm from inside

words that might have irritated me before

is sweet when comes out of her

Its mine when I'm awake and when I'm asleep!

and now This I intend to keep

Bringing spring's aroma and soft warm April rain

I will tell her my feelings

though I dont know what really I feel for her

as its just like dream and debonair

Love in the air

Whats the feeling taking over me

I spent many spring with pale heart

But someone had paint it red this year

I wake many nights on this bed before

But now wake with dreams of someone

a rose plant was always in my garden

but I never felt those beautiful as now

a magical touch must have changed me

this year I will really live the spring

Though I always loved to feel the rain

now those drops really touch my soul

In stillness I used to play my flute

that flute dont sounds melancholy anymore

Though I used to walk on grass at dawn

now I walk on it bare feet to feel dewdrops

a magical touch must have changed me

this year I will really live the spring

I used to always be with my friends

now sometime I like to stay alone and smile

though I always love to sing from my heart

but now I love humming in my lonely spare time

I was filled but yet I was empty from inside

Even deepest corner of heart is now filled with dreams

I guess,a magical touch must have changed me

This year I will really live the spring

Last Art

Last art

An artist with just fingertips

Painting his creation of lifetime

His clothes bearing color patches

Messy, like his puzzled mind

Canvas full as background ends

Many colors then came to play

One by one came and reign

Who can tell where it would end

Even painting staring being amazed

It changes-nice, pleasant and odd

Overflowing the colorful emotions

By the dawn he will end this all

A painting, meaningful or else

And With this put an end to all

Joy, grief, love , emotions– for good

And he will give away the brush

When he would finish sketching his life

I say, I lost myself

I left behind myself

I say, I grown up.

 I left that dusty road and grassy field

Where I used to run in sun with my friends

And then we used to gather under a tree

To share ourselves like close pals

And now I can’t thing to do that again.

I say, I learn to understand.

With a girl I was a friend.

With her I shared many words of pain.

We never hesitated sit too close on a log.

When I see her I feel thing are changed

And we can’t think to do that again.

I say, I am matured.

I used share my all with friends.

Never thought of what would be my gain.

With open heart I used to give away.

 But now I think what I would get if I help

And can’t think to be that kind again

I say, I’m kid no more.

 I don’t waste time to color my dreams.

 Don’t imagine of that kingdom of fairy tale.

I used to paint rubbish with joy.

But I now live in real world of pain

And can’t even imagine to laugh  like then.

The Shadow Play

Its all about a shadow play

idotic tale by nonsense poet

Characters playing their roles 

But all same as it is familiar

Just some dialogues changed

But Script remain the same 

They act with gestures and

Frets and sounds looms around

But no claps for those poors

They acting the way someone

else have done before, here

They playing the role someone

else played it before, here

Yet a vale covered the truth

Only scene playing in front

A scene of no significance

But I will just make my role 

Script may remain the same

But i will play it just my way

none can skip this nonsence tale

yet I will mark my presence

With my words out of my heart

I will laugh even in this

tragic play under grey light

I will act like me someone

else have not done before

but I know i will not be paid

Like all other will vanish

vanish behind the vale at end

Then one more same story 

Will be played as it is played

all exits with a pale face

they will realise , all vain

but I will keep my smile then

As i would know what I played

Was just me, and I would say

none else had played it before

    My Dream


I dull like petrified
My eyes deep and empty
In a cursed abysmality
That blood yet running
through my veins and heart
But i'm senseless and lifeless
Unlike that me I know
Fleshly screen full of
dirt, patches and wounds
Endowed by my sweet dreams
Still no sign of pain
no despair on pale face
Sauntering and searching
me within me, I am lost
I walk through past
On road , familiar to me
Yet they seem so strange
Accumulating every shiny grain
like just a non-sense 
yet moments seems so nice
with joy and gay on my palm
suddenly my dream breaks
i find myself empty
harshly real in bright sun
I put my feet on ground
I weak up again to real
To keep on my journey
To my unknown destiny