Look within....

Look within and you will find me there....
Mocking and laughing at your tomfoolery.

Look within and you will see me grin....
With sarcasm writ large in my eyes.

Look within and you will see me smile....
A dead and decaying smile....
No feelings for you, just pity...
Wondering why you make a fool of yourself.

Am no fool, that you can pull the leg of...
Am no fool, you can pull a wool over whose eyes...
Look within..... You will see the fool....
That's you, who squandered away a beautiful life.

There is no end to this....

There is no end to this mayhem....
There is no beginning of a new life....
All there is that is.....
Is a blank space ....
A question on Life and what I seek from it.

There is no dearth of choices to make....
There is no start and no finish....
A continuous journey ....
Of joy and despair....
A voyage far and wide.

It seems it's time to pack my bags....
Move on in search of myself...
Yet again...
I seek to seek myself...........
Yet again, I grope in the dark.

Darkness envelopes me....
Blurs my vision....
Yet again, I move on...
Wiping the tears that streak my cheeks.

Salty water streaming down my cheeks....
Welling up in my eyes...
Flooding over and....
Streaming down my cheeks.
 I can't see...... I can't focus....
Yet, I move on....
A  mist to wade through...
Unknown territory to know....
A light somewhere shines off and on....
What mystery lies ahead....
Knows not the bleeding heart...
Yet it wants to move on....
Yearning for a sign from the sky....
Seeking eternal blessing.

Long gone is the woman of passion and pride...
Long gone is the ego bright....
Long ago possessed by thoughts....
Long ago tormented by thoughts...
Now just an emptiness remains....
A blank sheet....
A fistful of Earth....
A vast ocean to sink in....
Mountains to vanish within.

There is no end to this....
It just goes on....
A cycle of life and death...
 Full on cycle of happiness and despair.
There is no end to this .... at all.

It breaks my heart to say this....

It breaks my heart to say this...
But, I am over you.
There is nothing that exists...
That can ever sustain what we had.
It's all flown away ....
Like the fluff from rags....
You left me battered and torn...
Broken completely ...
Like a doll of no use.
Till I could sustain you...
You hung on...
Then, no more...
You just moved on...
Moved on to greener pastures...
Where your dreams could be fulfilled.
I was left behind..
Wondering, what went wrong..
And, pray where.

It breaks my heart....
To say this....
But I am over you..
Completely and you no more...
Are a part of my life...
I am moving on....
Taking my dreams with me...
Taking the wind in my wings....
I am moving on..
And there are no reservations for you...
On this flight.

I have better things to do...
Than to just hang around....
Waiting for you...
Coz' am not waiting anymore....
You had your time...
You squandered it away....
You had your chance...
You never took it.

Am not waiting anymore...
No more waiting in the wings...
Am taking flight....
Catch me if you can....
But am not waiting no more.

Roses are red my love....

Roses are red my love...
Violets are blue...
I love you ....
And you know that it's true.

The words fail me and you...
But, deep down somewhere...
We both are aware ....
There is more to this relation...
Than just a mere share and care.

There are days when I pine...
Whine and shine for you...
Yet, deep down somewhere...
We both are aware....
There is more to this greed
Than just the need.

Roses are indeed red...
So is my passion...
Deep red and not a faded shade...
The colour crimson.....
My colour of radiance.

You bring forth the best in me...
You dig deeper for a meaning.....
You are my punching bag...
You are my source of inspiration.

The roses shall wilt and discolour....
The love will never....
Even if something goes awry...
The colour will never vary.

Roses are red my love...
Violets are blue...
Sugar is sweet my love....
And, so are you.

Black is the mood.....

Black is the colour of the day...
Black is the mood today....
Black is what I see all around....
Black is what describes me best.

Black is the dress code when I mask my feelings...
Black is the sky when am down and out...
Black brings forth the best in me....
When I face a crowd....
Black is my sophisticated look...
For an impact of a lifetime.

Black my colour of choice ....
When I wanna feel power...
Black , the colour ....
When I want to impress...
Black to showcase my mood....
Black to entice you...
Black to ensnare you.

First words to start this years blogging....

The year has already begun five days ago and am yet to realize the impact of another year gone by. What a life! A life well lived and enjoyed to the hilt.


Now onto a new path, an unknown rugged terrain to trudge on and make a concrete road on for others to follow.A challenge worth taking. Am loving every moment of uncertainty and adventure... an unknown shadow lurking behind walls and buildings.... teasing me.... asking me to come play hide and seek with it. Am game.


Remembering people left behind in the journey so far. A time to reflect upon past mistakes and learning from them important lessons on not making them or just learning from the experiences and especially vowing never to hurt a soul. It hurts to see a bleeding soul all by himself yearning for some love... a love lost in the deep recesses of time.


Time doesn't heal.... the scars remain and remind... somewhere down the lane, a lonesome soul waiting for you to come back....


The flight of the Phoenix has taken her a long way away from home and hearth.... there's no turning back... the Sun is the destination.... the final resting place.... burn the feathers and deposit into ashes.... from ashes to ashes.... the Phoenix shall rise again from the ashes and soar higher and higher...


A time busy reflecting on what I lost along the way and the gains that overwhelm me beyond imagination.... A love lost, another gained... someone left behind and someone to follow and worship...with all my heart, sense and sensibilities...

Indian version... Zihaal e miskin.... filmy ishtyle...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8UC7QWELzCY

Zihaal -e- miskin....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=75Pdr9-Pj6A