Monday, April 28, 2008

One sided telephone converstaion

Rrring rrring
Hello
Good morning
Is that you?
so how have you been lately?
Heard you had been on a date with the girl in town?
Is that true?

Hey sure you had a swell time with her,
for I know she is gorgeous and pretty and sexy,
so says all the guys in town.

so tell me how did it go?
did you try all your naughty tricks on her,
did you coo to her and tell her
that she was the most beautiful and sexy woman
you had met.

I am sure you did,
and she fell for your sweet talks.

Okay gotta go now,
will call you later
Bye for now

Monday, April 21, 2008

For my friend Mariam

She is a very delightful lady,
and friendly with one and all
She is very bubbly and always full of smiles,
but at times in in the world of her own.

She has working husband and
little handsome son
who she worries too much for.
She works for him from dawn to dusk
to always keep him smiling and happy.

She very good at figures
and makes no mistakes at all
Her boss is always after her
and so are her colleagues
and she is always at their beck and call.

She makes very good company,
and tries to ape one and all,
Guess what - she can be the noisy one at a party.

She is quite a foodie
and takes delight in all the food,
but pizza's being a favorite of all.

Within herself she is soft and gentle
and has that mental strain,
But yet she can give you that lovely smile,
and keep you smiling all the while.


And lo behold she is smiling after reading this poem!

If

I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers.
If you want.

I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.
If you need.

I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
If you think I should.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.
Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help If and when you ask.

I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.

I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.

I can't tell you who you are.
But I can only like you and be your friend.
I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, or from me.
But I can only pray for you, AND wait for you talk to me.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

The wait

You make me wait
for you to come online
I forget my work
And wait for you to just say a simple HI!

I know not from whence
these feelings come
But comes from deep within

Can I still wait
Or should I just move on?????

Can we still be friends?

I was cold and hurting lost out in the night
wandering and searching for heaven's light

As I saw the night sky clearing
and you spread your rainbow wings
But little did I know
what joy you would bring

From that moment on a friendship did start
you kissed away my tears and sheltered my heart

I cried for a friendship I thought I lost
But then felt your warm, gentle hand
You then whispered in my ear
that by my side you'll forever stand

But did I tell you this feeling
of I grew fearful
for I thought I had fallen in love?

The lonely tree

I am like a lonely tree in the middle of nowhere
Spreading it branches far and wide
Waiting that weary traveller or a passerby
to lay beneath the tree
and take shelter from the heat.

Many a traveller has come by,
stopped and rested from the heat,
but do I have to wait for that
traveller to come along who
is stil travelling along life's path
and yet to reach me?

Please tell me he has not passed,
without stopping by,
for I still await that traveller

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

LOVE

Love is the ultimate,
Love is sacrifice
Love is war

Love is Love
Love is being happily married for 17 years
Love is good communication between the two
Love is understanding and forgiving each other
Love is one stays quite while the other one
goes on and on...but in the end its LOVE who WINS

Love is the sweetest things that could happen anyone this earth!

Love has no age barriers
Love has no race
Love has no colour difference
Love comes in all sizes
That is why we say LOVE IS BLIND!

Amen!

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

An ode to Anoop my colleague

I have been here for three months,
And have met many a colleague or two,
But among them I have met one,
a lovely colleague, whom
I misunderstood at first,
a proud one I thought him to be,
but turned out to be delightful as can be.

Among other colleagues in the office
he is always surrounded by women
He seems to have that charm,
to stand & talk to and leave a mark on them
by making them laugh or
lending a ear for their talk.

In love he has never been too lucky
and has always broken a heart or two
or has been rejected for another.

In life he has come up through hard work,
For he lost his father when he was much younger
and looks after his mother and brother
He has turned out to be a go getter.

He loves to read books,
and mind you - not the common authors,
he loves to read autobiographies
and some rare author would be one among them.

He seems to be a very devoted one,
and lucky the lady would be
to have found one like him
for he plans to settle in life
and make the best for his wife.



I am glad he is my friend,
for we share a couple of things togther.

Flowers

A big vase of flowers stood
on my desk
I just stood an admired its beauty
and did not for whom or from where it came,
just then I saw a small note and on it
it read ;


GOODLUCK.....from all your friends at ITP

I write



(12 June 07')

I write about love

I write


If life were a dream,
I'd run through a rainbow
pick out each color,
just so you'd know..
my love for you
will always glow.

:)(04 June 07')




I write

As unto the bow the cord is,
So unto the man is woman
Though she bends him, she obeys him,
Thouh she draws him, yest she follow,
Useless are they with out each other.


(07 June 07)

Why

Why am I scared?
Why wont anyone answer?
Why am I alone?
Why werent you there?

Can you take away my fears?
Can you stop all my tears?
Can you help me?
Can you save me?

I write



(June 04 - 07')

Of our 21st Centuary

I write


Our communication - Wireless
Our dress - Topless
Our telephone - Cordless
Our cooking - Fireless
Our youth - Jobless
Our food - Fatless
Our labour - Effortless
Our conduct - Worthless
Our relation - Loveless
Our attitude - Careless
Our feelings - Heartless
Our politics - Shameless
Our education - Valueless
Our follies - Countless
Our arguments - Baseless
Our boss - Brainless
Our Job - Thankless
Our Salary - Very less !!!




(May30 - 07')

I write - continuations

I write


When people are around you,
they seem to absorb your uplifiting attitude.
When I think about you,
I can think of happiness and
how lucky I am to know you and have you as
My Friend!


I write

A single rose can be my garden... but a single friend, my WORLD.


Perhaps it is nostalgia for
A long uncertain glow,
Or just some hope so beautiful
I cannot let it go.

I write


May23 - 07')

Is this love

Like a sweet taboo,
That life should contrive,
I’m just aching for you!

What is it with Love
That makes me
then breaks me?

I can’t talk to you!
So this piece I write.
It’s all I can do…




(May16 - 07)

For my friend who passed away in 1980

It is so sad for us to see
A girl living in pain and agony.
She has the looks that can kill,
and the beauty of a Queen,
The riches of a King and the best of everything.

But what most she does not have
Is the precious life to live a long life,
Yet she lives a happy contended life..
that maybe you and I wont live.

She would give you any amount of riches
in exchange for a longer life
but alas she knows.,
that she cannot live too long.

Imagine what a life it must be,
for her to know and to live
That the Angel of death,
Is only at her door step.
For her now life is too precious
And not moment to be wasted.

So I pray to God,
that should death come to her like a thief,
to let her die --- a peacful death
A peaceful death when she's asleep.





Reposting - May06 - 07'

Dreaming of you

I write

I'll leave my window open till sunrise for you
I'll keep my eyes patiently focused on you
where are you now I can hear footsteps,
Am I dreaming and if I am;
keep me from waking up to believe this is true.
I was so happy to chat with him,
he asked me if I could call him,
I said yes and dialled his number
the phone was ringing,
I got connected,
I hear him say hello,
my heart beat faster,
as I just listened in silence
to that voice I missed so much,
I could'nt say anything,
as I just kept on listening
until he disconnected.

I still hear his voice and,
its still playing in my mind.,
I can say no more
so

I write.



(May 02' 07)

The orphanage

At a visit to the orphanage
I see those little smiling faces
What joy they have,
no one can tell
as behind that smile lies,
a different world.

they know no where they come from,
or they will go.
their home is their orphangae
and the love bestowed on them
from the care takers to every visitor
that comes to see them or pick
one of them.

Alas they wait their turn to come
to live in this wide world
little do they know that they
would get more peace and happiness
in the orphangae than in this big
wide world.

Amen I write.



(May 02' 07')

An ode to the Mango

It seems to be mangoes all the way!


I ate a mango yesterday,
and oh the taste still lingers in my mouth.
I am looking for more,
but alas there is none left,
for the last guest that came,
walked away with whatever was left.

Mango the sweetest fruit
Mango the tastiest fruit
Mango mango mango all the way!


I write



May 01 -07'

To my friend

I feel inside of me
the sadness in your heart
when things are'nt going right

all I have to offer is
my love......
my friendship.....
my desire to share your
joys & sorrows...
your good times and bad times
to be with you when you are
lonely and blue
and help you to overcome
your dreams and make
life little pleasure come true.

I write


(Ap 30. 07')

A Casanova

I was mesmerized by his looks.
His looks could kill.
I longed to talk to him,
I longed to be friends with him,
But he had those airs,
That no one could kill.

He was a casnova they said,
But I did not beleive it,
Unitl I saw it.
I was hurt and wanted to cry
For he promised me the heaven
Only to let be burn in hell.

He looked at every girl,
And gave them that cute smile,
He let their hearts miss a beat,
He stole a smile from every girl,
And let his heart hang on his sleeve.

Alas he was a Casanova!


I write (Ap 25. 07')

About Love - I write - continuations

Stumbling through the lanes of memory,
I found another piece I wrote


In love there is no race
no creed or no age
In love ther is no language
Cos' love is a language by itself.
that one and all can understand
Love has no limits,
Love has no bounds,
for if you fall in fall
you cannot come out of it.

and if you did
you would regret for a fault,
For love tells no lies
As love is sweetest thing
that could happen to you.

I write (Ap 24 . 07)

Love is A movement

Love is movement
In which you have a Master Menu
Every move you make
and step you take
Enters the stock file of your life.

You stock file all the movements
And then one day analyse its mistakes
You correct & delete every fault,
and then when the bad times is over
You let your love taste another
Option of spice from your life.

Once again you accept a new life
And when finally all is well
You end that movement of your Love life,
by joining together in Holy Matrimony
And another new movemnt if your Love Life
has begun.

Blessed are they that join together in
holy matrimony!

I write

For my friend Frances

Dedicated for my a real sweet girl


F ull Of energy & vigour
R osey smile you have
A lways ready to help
N ever says not to the needy
C ool, calm and courteous she is,
E verlasting friendship she can get
S weetest girl I have met!

I write (Ap 23. 07')

I write

I write


It was a long weekend
very hot and humid
I got fed up and waited for it
to end
A new week has begun
and new day
and new thread
phew that is a lot to
Write


Good threads always last long
good friends join the gang
and write good things
and keep this thread
going forever
Until BMW publishes it
all in a book

I write (Ap 22'07)



You know how people say
that someone is lucky in love?
Well i feel like
I'm lucky in Frienship
for I have found you my friend

I wirte.


It means a lot to have a friend
like you
You have become apart of my life
I feel so comfortable when I am with you
& the times we share are a delight.
& I know, no matter what,
I can always count on you my Friend.

I write ( Ap 23 07')



True poets don't write
their thoughts with a pen,
They release the ink that flows
From within their heart.

Amen!

I write Ap23. 07')

Thursday, April 3, 2008

FOOTBALL

I am picked up by group of 11 a side,
tossed and turned from side to side,
then I am kicked and kicked
all over the field, back and forth,
high above the grounds.

Sometimes I am held in the hand and tossed to another,
To be once again kicked to the other,
I get no rest until the half time whistle goes,
I lay in a corner waiting to picked up
and kicked again all over.

At times when I am kicked into the
goal post, I am given a break or two,
with cheers from the crowd not for me
for the group.

oh their shoe hurts and I get bruised,
in spite of that I am being kicked
all over the field to the delight of other,
and the big game is over.

YESTERDAY

Yesterday, I met a stranger
and today we are friends,
I am glad I took time to say Hello
and return a Smile.

I would have not know this stranger,
had I not met him yesterday,
and then if yesterday was today,
it would be too late.

For today is gone and tommorow,
cannot bring him back.
so I am glad that I met this stranger
yesterday and became his friend,
for we share so much together,
and make the best of life today.

Smile and lend a ear to the stranger
you meet today,
For you never know who that stranger
will be to you...


From a total Stranger to a good Friend!

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

A seed and Love

I planted a seed in your garden,
and watered it everyday,
I waited for the sun to shine
And rain to give it more water
I peep out my window to see the new day

I jump out of my bed
And come to the garden
I see a small plant growing
And know it’s the one I planted

I smile at it and feel happy
For the seed I planted in your garden
Is finally growing into a tree

It is the same with love

Happy New Year

H ours of happy times with friends and family
A bundant time for relaxation
P rosperity
P lenty of love
Y outhful excitement as the years pass

N ights of restful slumber
E verything you need
W ishing you success

Y ears and years of good health
E njoyment and mirth
A ngels to watch over you
R embrances of a all previous happy years!