Sunny Side Up!!

Life was weary,

After the great turmoil,

Gather myself to walk,

On the thin barbed wire,

Scarlette was my wounds,

My heart had sung a million songs,

Sad, happy and anguish ones,

Not ever it has tickled,

The way it is speared with the last one.

Your arrival was the colour wagon,

Splashed my breathe left and right,

Dreams were light, like
The pink cotton candy fly.

Desires and wises come out of the dark,

Smiles started dancing on the front stage,

When you hld me in your arms and

 said "Everythings gonna be fine,mi Amorita"

A song of a Broken Heart

Birds chirps outside the window,

it can only hear them whine,

River flowing around the corner,

making it feel the clasping of waves,

Sun shining down on a freezing morning,

only the temporary stay,

Rain pouring down the mountains,

pretending washing the pain.

A broken heart can barely see,

the light in the darkness,

It struggles, it fights,

it ponders, it cries,

It screams in agony,

and only it can hear it.

When the peeper cries, 

the world can see the tender eyes,

But when the core cries,

the sounds reverberates inside the thine

(We all have our dark sides and this is mine...sometimes i feel this way as well :).....:)......)

A song for my Mama

Since the moment I saw the light,
I remember you,
Holding me, cradling me,
Giving me your warmest hugs,
You held me when I toddled around,
Gave me the wonder words,
Taught me the best manners.

Times were when I didn't listen,
And thought it was my life,
Sorry, I disappointed you,
When I lost my way.

The way you ran for errands,
Held the nest when in need,
You would have sleepless nights,
When I was groggy,
You did the best you could.

Now I'm of your size,
And know what is right,
I can do what you can,
And stand high as I can.

But no matter how hard I try,
No matter how big I become,
Mama, your heels will
Always remain bigger than mine.

(This is the first poem I have ever written and was published in the Kathmandu Post.I am posting it on my blog today as it is the birthday of the most beautiful and influential woman of my life... My Mom) 

My Suicide Note

The hurt within my head,

Pounds my heart into pieces,

My legs give up in the burden of failed admiration.

The Loneliness sings the songs of glory,

Mockering at the doorsteps of life,

My eyes close down,

To save one moment of agony.

The cheerless soul wants to escape,

And travel to the unknown destiny,

The senseless body,

Wants to rest in peace.

When,

The warrior within, heaves the soul,

To rise again, above all distresses,

The poison of disappointments,

Cascading through the veins,

Are pushed to the edge.

No more this body will suffer,

The unseen,

No more will outlandish traitors,

Will banish the courage and self.

No tear will fall for their triumphs,

Over my broken wings,

As I write this note,

For the suicide of your desire,

To devour my strength.

(A thought of a zombie mind :)...comments and criticism are highly expected)

An Original Magnum Opus

With the injected drops of your love-

the lozenge of ambrosia

I started hearing the leaf drop

noticed the lonely moon,

the winking stars,

the sun peeping through the clouds

I succmbed to you my immorata

like the patient of euthanasia.

(Self Composition of Someone who cared enough to sent it to me on V Day...thought shared with permission of the writer)

Loving Each Day

You said lets celebrate the V day

For our love and for its glory,

But I wonder which day is no V day for me

Coz I celebrate love each day with you.

(P.S.from the bottom of my heart and soul )

For You on Valentine's Day

One of my all time favorite poem by P.B.Shelley. Cant help it!! posting it for all the lovers for Valentine's Day..Celebrate love each day coz everyday is special with a loved one :).... Happy Love Day!

Love's Philosophy

(1803-1822)

The fountains mingle with the river,

And the rivers with the ocean;

The winds of heaven mix forever,

With a sweet emotion;

Nothing in the world is single;

All things by a law divine

In one another's being mingle;--

Why not I with thine?

See! the mountains kiss high heaven,

And the waves clasp one another;

No sister flower would be forgiven,

If it disdained it's brother;

And the sunlight clasps the earth,

And the moonbeams kiss the sea;--

What are all these kissings worth,

If thou kiss not me?