The morning began as early as never before Not to the snoozing alarms neither to the yellings of my mom But by the curiosity of a day most awaited Me so proud,First Date in my life. A festival of teens so loved and longed Ringing those merry, bells of joy Scenes of tomorrow so sweet and calm Sleepless a night,smiles all bright. Mirror so good, not a second i looked down Tranparency, for the perfection in me Fair and round,tall and handsome Beauty in eyes, envy in town. Walked down the streets with roses in hand Greetings of success from men unknown A land so old yet in new just to remind It's so special a day,memories that will cherish its way. Long awaited minutes after, came my princess Dressed in white,GOD so lovely not a blemish to point "A droplet on flower" threw a million dollar smile So innocent a love,even more innocent this time. Words so wary and whisper in tone Immature of the experiences, unaccustomed behaviour Yet made sweeter company the sweetest An oath o...
This time for the nuturing psycho in them, brutality redefined in its classical sense. The culprits owed the right punishment but at the cost of many innocents. I'm not trying to equate this rational difference in number nor the attrocites of these bad men with those hundreds who lay cold out there. For 105 years, The Taj, stood a prestiguous 36 storey monument not just in mumbai but for INDIA as whole. Today its ashes calls unto the YOUNG, pitying itself of having a great fall. Ashamed of the world's biggest military force(3rd after AMERICA and CHINA) to stop just ten aggitated hot blood from accomplishing their cruel task. Its not a lucravative businnes for these bad men,infact an investment, but still they indulge,bribe security men,buy explosives only to proclaim themselves winners of the dirty game:KILL. There's news spreading all round the corner, of the dead, of the bad men,some matrys but none dare to address the problem and come out with a perf...
In my dreams, Haunting every night, Comes into distinct The only picture of thee. Gallery so complete! Every painted stroke Gleams its beauty So dear,So lovely. Those were the colder nights With trembling hands and firmer strokes Etched you in the frame of imagination Painted my lady-dream lady! Elegance as a smile in the mirror I remember your curls Down to the neck Little brown,little black. I decorate my day With memories of U For the best handy I ever done so. My sweet companion You've become Conversations that never end with you,indeed! All in its glory; I haste no second To start my day With you in dreams...
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