Have seen the highs & the lows...
Have seen the tides turn upside down.
Sometimes everything's so clear,
Sometimes life's a Catch-22 situation.
I guess I am still at the crossroads.
Maybe thats where this feeling arise.
Smoke from my nostrils isn't anger,
It isn't fear , isn't joy for sure.
Maybe its something that keeps me alive,
Maybe one day its going to end my life.
Some shower praise,many criticize,
Many Flounder , few scale heights.
I know I surmise too much,
Maybe that confuses my poems outright.
Was that a Catch-22 ? ?
Hey No ,thats my Life. :)
Abhinav
(4th May'07)
Saturday, May 05, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
Still Oughta Believe . . . . . . . .
Her charming smile has turned
In to a cynical one..
But I still ought to believe,
She’s got to be the one.
Mesmerized by her beauty &
Infatuated with her smile,
The dreams turn in to a reality,
When she excoriates me & I run …
But I still ought to believe,
She’s got to be the one.
It was a brutal assault
As she left no stone unturned…
It felt like someone bangin’ my head,
Just to have some fun.
As I wept in wilderness,
She came back with a taunt,
“That only fools make love,
Smart girls just Fuck "
But I still ought to believe,
She’s gotta be the one.
As a love struck Romeo,
I still call her at times..
&
In ebriated state,
I still catch her sight,
Just can’t help it,
It ain’t my fault...
This head never stops spinnin’
And reminiscing her all the time.
As I still believe,
She will be the one . . . . . .
ABHINAV
11th JAN'07
11:30 P.M.
In to a cynical one..
But I still ought to believe,
She’s got to be the one.
Mesmerized by her beauty &
Infatuated with her smile,
The dreams turn in to a reality,
When she excoriates me & I run …
But I still ought to believe,
She’s got to be the one.
It was a brutal assault
As she left no stone unturned…
It felt like someone bangin’ my head,
Just to have some fun.
As I wept in wilderness,
She came back with a taunt,
“That only fools make love,
Smart girls just Fuck "
But I still ought to believe,
She’s gotta be the one.
As a love struck Romeo,
I still call her at times..
&
In ebriated state,
I still catch her sight,
Just can’t help it,
It ain’t my fault...
This head never stops spinnin’
And reminiscing her all the time.
As I still believe,
She will be the one . . . . . .
ABHINAV
11th JAN'07
11:30 P.M.
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