Kiss - A magical four letter word. Two persons coming together to sign a pact of love. They are of many types, parents give kisses to their children, friends kiss in joy, and a person in love kisses to show his love. I was in search of the last.
I had know her for quite sometime. I had fallen in love with her. How? Well, that is another story. For know let me tell you that I loved her with all my heart and wanted to tell her my love. But how? How??
"You can tell her by kissing her."
"WHAT?!" I squeaked at my friend's advice.
"Yes. Kissing her is a sure shot way of telling you love her."
"Bu.. Bu.. But, will she allow me to kiss her
Snowy white winter
seasons cold splinter
Cold as cold can be
White as white can be
Enclosing world in soft muslin
And in color pure of sin
A tingle in the heart
look at the white winter
The bulding of a snowman
as children in joy ran
The happiness of joy
releasing souls coy
The snow crunching underfeet
sounding like soul lute
Winter white crystal
falling like girl gentle
Days to delightful promise
for tomorrow is christmas
The future a little near
as we move into a new year.
Winter white winter
seasons cold splinter
Roses red, ready to bloom
wafting sweetest of perfume
I care less with gloom
for I have another doom
Destination suffers little
until the destiny calls for it
Soul burns like volcano
till it's ready to burn out
So shall my love for you
until it is reached
The world can laugh
till laughter loses meaning
And cry till
tears dry up to salt.
But my eyes are searching
always for the day of reaching
The end of my vivid agony
is the day I reach my destiny
Destiny cares little
until destination call for it.
Mortals like me
The seven skies sing
the seven seas dance
the mermaids behold the skies
with eagerness in their eyes
the fairies look down to the seas
as their dream keys
But they shall never see
mortals like me
wishing to outdo them both
and conquer sea and sky both
Nature through my eyes.
The green hills call me
as the cool wind blows on me
where I am there is nature
In the pleasent morning sky
there flies a dove
with all its glory
as the wings flurry
Out comes the golden sun
gold which stops for none
Mother earth the sun as its hearth
bathes in the golden warmth
natures passion unbridled
is a sight for sore eyes.
- First Time Love-*
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This poem is told by a young man inexperienced
in the ways of love. In his experience he loves
her but fails to tell her his love for her. And
the end result is told through this poem.
The picture included with this poem is that of
Aishwarya Rai an Indian Actress. The image has
been manipulated in Photoshop by me.
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That day was as any other
going on and on further
I was walking along the way
there she was sitting in dismay
But not without seeming grace
and I slowed down my pace
An unseen hand beckoned me
I hesitated lest she see me
Could I
HOLDING ON...
Holding on our hands
we go on and on into
the road called life
With you it is short
to walk all the way
So be with me what may.
Facing problems and more
we set with hopes before
in our little hearts
What you don't know
is sadness of division
which I don't wanna see
What I know is the
sweetness in you
which I don't wanna lose
Holding on our hands
we go on and on into
the road called life
Promise you won't leave
even if death does conceive
to do us apart.
We are here by your side.
Many ways the world works,
not without a few murks.
They say people so much worth,
how can this be the truth,
as fellow humans die,
as the human demons vie,
to crush the humanity to pain.
Our hearts go to dead,
with grief uncried.
We are here the world says
to you, in different ways,
We are here by your side.
Prove this was not in vain.
Let's join hands united,
to fight the terror unlimited.
Peace shall return to the world,
as we fight ever bold.
Join hands n make the world,
a place of paceful peace untold.
To the near and dear of those dead in NY and Washington. From the people of this world.
Te
-Childhood Woods-
I remember my childhood,
near the beautiful wood.
Many things did it reap,
sweet flower to keep,
fruits for my food,
and fragrance to make me nod.
When I came back as a sage,
to rest myself after my age.
There was no wood to step.
What could I do but weep,
tears flowing in a heap.
I miss it even now,
as I make my last bow.
Making a Veg Sandwich
Take a slice of bread
which isn't hard as lead
Cut a cucumber and carrot
mix to the color of parrot
Take a slab of cheese
this to make it ease
Spread it on the bread
make sure not crude
Beak the parrot on to this
Don't pepper and salt miss
Press it not so hard
cut it into half
with knife sharp as card
Garnish with ketchup
too much beats you up
Gooble it down
clean as grass mown.
How could I
living through pain
of untold love
vexed to death in vain
enough of this now
i said to myself
stirring myself
going to do the undid
returning to the undone
except how could I
and how could I
think to forget love.
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Dear Devians
Sorry to inform you guys that your co-devian , emoticon (K.Rahul) is no more. He passed away on 3rd Jan 2002 .
from
his Near and Dear ones
Had a blast of midnight. A rip roaring dance on the streets. With my best friends. :D
We have the new year 12 hours ahead of other people in the west. Chinese have it even before us in India.
Yet we all see the same sun and the same new day.
HAPPY NEW YEAR