DEB

To my Dad

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 08:27:00 +0000

Today 24 years ago I remember you dad,

A sweet memory of you I have

It was a day before my birthday

And I was waiting for your call

That day the weather seemed gloomy and sad

And I wondered why

I was excited for it was my birthday the next day,

And new red dress I had brought

All of sudden there was a down pour of rain

Which lasted only five minutes and

Then there was sun shine again

What a funny weather I thought

But that kept me thinking

For on my way to college I was,

And it wetted my dress

From college I returned a little late

Hoping to receive your call

I was too shocked for the call

I got was not that from you to say Happy Birthday

But a call from my aunt

To say, that you had passed away.

Alas it was too late for,

You had left me alone in this world

And had gone to live in a better place

to another world alone.

May your soul rest in peace dearest dad

After all these years this poem to you

I dedicate

May you rest peacefully in that world of yours

And to thee I pray may you always guard and protect me,

against all evils and bad of this world.

Your Picture

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Sun, 07 Sep 2008 07:12:00 +0000

T’was that day

Time flew by for us,

We went in different ways,

We spoke from time to time

And kept in touch on email

But we had never seen each other after that unfateful day.

Today after 20 odd years I see a picture of you,

A tear comes to my eyes

My heart is filled with emotions

And all the past memories came alive

I turned cold and stood still staring at the picture in my hand

You had changed so much from what I had seen,

You look so sad and laden with life’s burdens

And no smile on your face

I just keep staring at the picture

And wondering if it is really you?

Its funny how my mind is disturbed

And memories of you keep flooding back to me

For my heart still yearns for you

You were my first love then,

And nothing could stop me from loving you

I missed you yesterday

I missed you today

And always will as long as we are apart.

In a Hurry

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Thu, 04 Sep 2008 04:14:00 +0000

In a hurry I write

In a hurry I make a mistake

In a hurry I post it on my page

In a hurry I forget to mention the Title

In a hurry I wrote what came to my mind

But I forgot to mention the most important lines

That in a hurry I wrote

An forgot to post what

I had written.

This Moment

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Thu, 04 Sep 2008 04:13:00 +0000

This moment I thought

I'd write a line or two,

but my brain box is not working

and I don't know what to do.

My mind seems blank and I have

run out of words,

I have run out of thoughts,

I have run out of everything.

This moment I want to say something

But I cannot seem to open my mouth

the words don't come easy and

I just don't know what to do.

This moment I hear the phone ringing

And I want to say Hello,

but I cannot seem to reach the phone,

for everything seems so far away

in spite of it being so near.

I wake up from this funny dream

at this Moment , I am happy

to be writing what I am doing.

A Tidal Love

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 10:03:00 +0000

Like the wave of an ocean

So cool & yet so calm

I was drawn towards you,

You were like a magnet

Drawing me closer to you

Like the wave that sweeps

The sand into the sea

You swept me of my feet

And locked me in the ocean of your love,

It was a tidal lust and that passion and emotions

That came wave after wave.

We were laughing, playing and enjoying

The game of love in our life

The illusions of love were so exciting

That I was submerged in your love.

But was is that unfateful day

When an ill wind blew my love away

I felt ripped like the angry sea

And was torn into two

I stand deeply submerged in love

Not knowing where to go or what to do?

Was it a Tidal Love?

Sometimes

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Thu, 21 Aug 2008 08:22:00 +0000

Sometimes, I guess I can be creative, but just sometimes
Sometimes, I feel on top of the world,
Sometimes, I feel like I'm all alone,
Sometimes, my life is spiraling out of control,
Sometimes, my heart, I swear stops beating,
Sometimes, my heart is so full it could burst,
Sometimes, I feel like I've got it under control,
sometimes I just dont want to talk to anyone
sometimes I dont want to hear anything
sometimes I cant do anything right
Sometimes I want to laugh
Sometimes I want to cry
Sometimes I want to live
Sometimes I want to die
Sometimes when I am sad and I watch the wind sway reeds by the water
And there are days I feel exhausted
Almost like I have been combusted But that’s only sometimes

Behind the closed door

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 08:01:00 +0000

Behind the locked door was once

a house that had seen the sunshine
of many different years.
a house that had seen some happiness
a house that had seen tears.

This lovely house now seems so empty
Since you left with last goodbyes.
The smiles and talk, the happy laughs
Echo above the lonely sighs

Whether leaves are green in springtime
snow leaves lightly on the ground
This old house will hold the memories behind the locked door.

Those Moments

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Mon, 11 Aug 2008 09:04:00 +0000

My heart begins to race;
I can feel the rush of adrenaline.
As your palms perspire and my mouth goes dry,
I feel the butterflies in my stomach.
I am keenly aware that this is the moment I have prepared for.
I gaze at you and see that your eyes are watching me with anticipation.
After a deep inhale and a slow exhale I begin…..

A lonely Star

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Sun, 10 Aug 2008 11:01:00 +0000

How can anyone be lonely
With so many people on this planet
Who would love a kind word
From someone like you.

Why am I feeling very much lonely?
What's wrong with me?
I don't know.
Seems all my friends have disappered.

These are lazy days
And lonely nights
Am looking for a lonely star
who would keep me company

TO THAT FRIEND

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Wed, 28 May 2008 04:52:00 +0000

As I sit by my office window,
and watch the setting sun,
my thoughts begin to wander
to thoughts about you
Of how I first met you
and how different you were.

We had so much to talk about,
and so much to share.

Now as time as elapsed,
I see a different you,
I see a you - as one who is playing hard to get,

You said you were my friend
but is just fooling around
and playing with my emotions,
can there be another you?
can I find that you whom I met
a few months ago?
I guess no.

I see you have time for everyone,
but no time for me,
is it because -
I am from a different planet
as you may think?
Or is it because I am married?
Can she not have a soul mate?

Whever I have asked you out,
You are too busy or have a lame excuse
When I ask you to reply to my mail,
you have not time and have lot to do
When I convey my feelings
You have nothing to say.

All I can say is that,
I wont bother you anymore
and ask you no more questions,
send you no more emails
that would need a reply
All I wanted to just say to you

Thank you for being a True Friend!

Is this Love or Passion?

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Tue, 27 May 2008 04:13:00 +0000

Passion is a horse that knows no master,
And I cannot with fences make it stay.
It must run free towards daylight or disaster,
Away to a new day .
So I must say what you don't want to hear,
But it's a truth that both of us must bear.

For us life passes like a dream,
Revealing only what is on our minds.

I don't understand what happened to us
Or why you have turned away.

Guess you are playing Hard to get?
Of course you are free to do as you like,
But first I have something to say.

To me it had seemed we could go on forever,
So close were our hearts, and at ease,

I want you to know that your friendship,
I treasure, and would not now end.
If you would be willing to turn to embrace me,
You'd find in me still a good friend.

How can I tell you what I feel for you?
When I think of you my feelings twist inside

I write to let you know I always think about you,
Lest you not decipher how I feel.
Our friendship gives me courage to reveal
Vain hopes I've long since harbored silent for you.
Even though right now we are just friends,
Your closeness to me makes me want much more,

Is it the same with you?

In Silence

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Fri, 02 May 2008 12:08:00 +0000

Silence awakens the sleeping seeker in me,
Silence enlightens the aspiring seeker in me.
Silence fulfils the self-giving seeker in me

His Silence has awoken me,
his silence disturbed me,
his silence brought another
silence into my life

Silence is word that cannot be spoken
but can be felt!

An Ode to my friend

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Fri, 02 May 2008 12:06:00 +0000

The day I met you
I found a friend -
And a friendship that
I pray will never end.
Your smile - so sweet
And your talks -Kept me going
When day was as dark as night
You made life seem so good.
There were times when we didn't see eye to eye
And there were days when both of us were too busy

Circumstances are pulling us apart,
We are separated by many things.
Truly, the only thing that keeps me going
Is my treasured memory of your mischivous smile.

This friendship we share
Is so precious to me,
I hope it grows and flourishes
And lasts unto infinity.

Our friendship is one-in-a-million
So let's hold on to it and each other.
We cannot let this chance of pure bliss fly away
For there will never be another.

One sided telephone converstaion

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 17:14:00 +0000

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

For my friend Mariam

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Mon, 21 Apr 2008 12:30:00 +0000

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

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Mon, 21 Apr 2008 12:29:00 +0000

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.

The wait

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Thu, 17 Apr 2008 09:55:00 +0000

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?

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Thu, 17 Apr 2008 09:49:00 +0000

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

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Thu, 17 Apr 2008 09:47:00 +0000

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

LOVE

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Tue, 15 Apr 2008 11:09:00 +0000

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!

An ode to Anoop my colleague

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 09:17:00 +0000

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

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 09:16:00 +0000

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

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 09:14:00 +0000

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

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 09:12:00 +0000

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

noreply@blogger.com (Deb) — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 09:10:00 +0000

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')