WIND OF CHANGE

The world is closing in
Then blows the wind of change
the future lies in the air
i can feel it everywhere
Dream said my heart
realize said my mind
Wiaking down the street
Distant memories
Im buried in the past
Change me..take me to the moment of glory
where time stops to flow
you and me
clutching to the thread of hope
then blows the wind of change

torn apart by the wind of change
withered memories
im buried in the past
and finally - the wind arrives carrying your kisses
and drops them at my doorstep
filling my house with the aroma of your sweet perfume
i wake up to the present
starved of your kisses i grab them with both my nostrils
slowly i realise that the kisses are fast running out
i dont want to exhale in the fear
that you will slip out of my system
i wish time stopped
or even better...
i dont want to exhale
i would rather inhale the warm scent of your perfume
and hold it within me forever..
then blew the wind of change..........

I once vistied a Garden The name board displayed - "The Garden Of Life"
there were many flowers
amdist these colourful and attractive flowers
there was a flower which was captivating and attractive
My hands twiched to hold these flowers and take it home
the thought of having that flower and feeling its petals was intoxicating
my pleasures were unbound
but, the moment i touched it i felt excruciating pain..
i was taken aback..
how come something this beautiful causes so much pain
Slowly images flashed across my mind
i was consumed by nauseating memories of LOVE
it was then i saw beauty thro pain..
Every thorn has a rose..

He who has no Mother is devoid of any affection or care
He who has no Father loses his Identity
He who has no Money loses his Status
He who has no Friends loses Support
He who has none of the above loses Happiness
He who has no Peace loses HIMSELF

The Missed Call

I called you
You did not pick up
Guess you were busy doing something
But i was busy thinking of you
No wonder it was a call to signify that i missed you - A missed call

I was in LOVE..
On a Cold Winter night
I had my first sight
Her radiant eyes were sucking out all my energy leaving me
Paralysed and Stranded on the road
My soul was burning with want
My body was numb due to the cold
Imaginations bodied forth..
Time stopped to flow..
When i finally saw the clock tick..
i realised that I realised that i loved her no more....

You see a Girl, her thoughts encapsulate you from thereon..
You desperately wanna see here Again,
You want to see her Everyday
You want to see her Every moment
But She is already seeing someone.

The Caring hand which feeds you when you are Hungry
The Soft hand which puts you to sleep when your Enervated
The Stern hand which wakes you up to head for School
The Helping hand which leads you through gloomy circumstances
The hand that can touch you so tenderly that your eyes begin to swell
The hand which gives you all it can hold and yet never expects anything in return
The hand of your Mother.
I wish I could recollect as to how it felt when I first grasped my Mother's Hand. Can you?