Thursday, January 22, 2015

Monday, January 12, 2015

Beauty:

Beauty is a myth,
hides inside the eyes of
a lover,
Who enjoys the flames of
agony and burn his soul every moment,
in the wait of a reply,
from his beloved,
which never comes.

You are winner:


Sunday, January 11, 2015

Dreams:

Don't make your graveyard the most
 richest place in the world.
Don't die with the great ideas and dreams.
Work hard and nourish them.
You can be dead working on your dream but don't let your dream die. 

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Success:


A transformation:

I write for my own existence, I write for being nerd,
I write for nothing and at the same time, I write for everything.
I can't control my words,
Just like I can't control this world,
I freak out and puff a cigarette,
I hold the pen and think about the puff,
and half finished cigarette.
I feel the heat and smoke at the same time.
Do you feel the same?
Don't you burn yourself every day?
Either for someone far away or someone in front of you.
Don't you die everyday to meet the deadlines?
Don't you plan everyday that I will be better tomorrow?
If not then I will never trust you.
Don't hide your emotions in the jar of glass,
everyone can see what is inside it.
Just put your feet outside the door and
let go your fears,
Just go ahead and kiss the success,
just like you kiss the wine bottle,
and drink it not just through your lips,
let it satisfy your soul. 

Monday, January 5, 2015

Her eyes:


I looked at her eyes,
small, vivid, full of happiness.
They are bright but perfectly mysterious.
Many lost their heart just with the blink of them.
But none of them was ever noticed the silence,
behind this joy, behind every sparkle and behind every giggle,
I looked deep inside her eyes,
and gasped with the truth,
I saw the hope to fly away,
to break every boundary,
to roam freely,
and a desire to feel "complete".

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Dreams:




"We are working hard to fulfill others dream and we FORGOT that we had a Dream too."


Friday, January 2, 2015

Be You.



Life, sours it's taste, When it has to live alone.
And, mostly what we do?
We detach, isolate ourselves
from the sound we hear and,
we close all the doors which
we can. And, then we try
to mingle with the same unheard,
suppressed but clear
and so true voice, which
just says, "Be You".

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Her love:



And, do you know?
Life becomes easy when you
wrap me in your arms,
and comforts me with the warmest hug,
and, when you slide your  hair,
from your eyes to enter passionately into my Soul.
I wonder,
how easy to fall
in love with you,
and how difficult will it
be to let you go.