Monday, July 18, 2011

Tons of beauty twixt the smile and the cry

Beauty, is unexplored.
Beauty, is unconquered.
Beauty makes her beautiful.
Beauty is irresistable.

Beauty, sometimes skins your knees, grinds your brains and fools your eyes.

Beauty knows no happiness and is always lost in a crowd. Thats why most eyes don't get to see something proud.

Not every smile carries a beauty and not every beauty needs a smile. A beauty meets its depths only in her cry.

Beauty sleeps alone and beauty wakes blind. Beauty knows rules and it just fools.

Beauty is an essence in every thing this world gave us. From a tree to the birds' nests, a valley to the river that flows, a peak to the cloud that swirls around.

Beauty is like a moon. Not the same every day, its just beautiful.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Love you good night

(Once I drove under a long rainy sky, those moments are really huge, they don’t deserve a real story. so here’s the fake.)

 

Who am I?

I really do not know.

 

You and I?

You and I in a single drop of rain,

into my vein and out in that lane,

riding in the rain and out of my brain,

stopped in a small single shrine.

 

All those years to that day,

what made us stay,

in that lazy damn way?

and when we chose to gaze that sky so gray,

that started to thunder and made me wonder,

what is life without a lightning strike.

 

and then I asked you

“How about a dance?”,

and you didn’t want to miss a chance.

 

and while dancing with you,

I looked into your eyes.

What did you see?

That you were looking back at me.

 

That was a good night.

a lovely long night.

Thunders were drums with the rains in rhythm,

lovely lovely night,

Love you good night.

 

You and I in a single drop of rain

All of the world in a single drop of rain.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

How to stop Love Tragedies in society!

This blog is all advice and imagination. Nothing personal.

(Mom, if you are reading this, feel free to appreciate my imagination, the stories in this post are not real, definitely not my story and not my friends’ story too. This post is not meant to hurt anyone, especially not to hurt myself.)

This post is full of advice and solution specially for two kinds of people out there, one, to the people dealing with ‘Love’ in their life and then, to people dealing with ‘Love’ in their daughter’s life. WTH!! Only daughters?? What about the sons?? Oh, the answer for that is “we’ll take care of all those problems ourselves”.

OK, let me start..

Rule 1:

[we, us, our – Boys; they, them – Girls; you - Parents]

Point 1:

We were all together with them. Right from LKG to P.G., sometimes until Ph.D. But, how all this can happen.

a) How can they get married soon?

b) How can you assume that they are mature enough and we aren’t.. huh?

Point 2:

Do you know how tough we suffer? We should make them tell their parents that they don’t need a marriage soon and we indirectly tell our parents that we need marriage sooner. (Mom u read this too?? keep reading further..)

Point 3:

Do you know, they give us a deadline!.. like 2 years or 3 years.. After that line?? We are all so dead, even we get married to them, we are all so really dead.

Story 1:

This story is about one nice guy i knew, who’s not my friend though..ok? He had to balance a lot.. his studies, his career, his parents, his salary, his phone credit balance.. and a lot. He once came to know that his GF’s neighbour uncle advised her to get married soon, and her parents were there near, when he said tat, aarghhh!! Why do these external entities spill more oil to the burning fire(a Tamil proverb), there are many people like this neighbour , who make our lives even more complex.

How to stop this!:

[Rule 1 doesn’t apply here!]

Before we stop this ‘Love’ issue, we have some top most priorities of other tragedies that must be stopped, immediately.

“Every generation thinks they are Smarter than the earlier generation and Wiser than the next generation.” But this is so wrong!

In spite of those very few gifted human ancestors, who gave us tools, technology, research, math, geography, fairytales, literatures and computers, they also stole many from themselves that lead to us. Each generation kept bringing more trouble to the next generation.

Can you see some of the troubles they bought us? and this will be added by more troubles when we give this world to our next generation. can you count the troubles we inherited?

Who brought us all these ‘Global Warming’? They did.

Who bought us more road accidents? They did.

Who bought us population explosion? They did, even we do this to next generation!

They(except a few,) just don’t care about the people who’ll live in their houses after hundred years of time, and on the other side, few people care a lot about their next 20 generations of families, so they save( or treasure up black $,) a lots for them in terms of MONEY. We don’t need pieces of gold, we just need peace as old.

Lets take this world responsible for future!

Who can take responsibility and who can take the blame?

Lets bridge the diversity now! The diversity our past generation had against us and the diversity we’ll have against our future generation. But who is the blame? The one who is dead deserves the blame, so that he cannot quarrel back.

The one who lives, can carry the responsibility over to another, he shall guide the another. For one day when he is dead, he can carry the blame. So goes the cycle of population explosion.

This cycle won’t end unless a big war inside the living generation ends, the war between Guidance and Advice.

Those who can, Guide. Those who cannot, Advice.

Advice and guidance have a single similarity. They should be the one that keeps you on track with what you do, it shouldn’t keep you on trap against what you do.

So lets get along and work together, so that we can eat together like Jesus shared his bread.

But, How to stop the Love tragedy!

Love, itself, is not a tragedy. If you want lovely women to be with you, eternally too, make ways to your children to liv in a better planet!

Love, literally, should take the Plural form in grammar, it doesn’t end with marriage, It goes on and on.

Real Moral

Reduce

Reuse

Recycle

 

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Love, love me do

Dedicated to my special her.


The pretty reason that make me jive,
The only cute thing that i'll abide,
The proof that i can't deny,
Is the fine little spell in her smile.

My heart wouldn't forget that day,
My brain once fairly faded away,
Nothing else can make it relay,
All these when she hugged me saying,"ok, but don't delay".

Then she refused in what i wanted to do,
So i'll stop telling what i did.

But its precious to be in love,
You can find yourselves in a crowd,
And it'll make you walk in a cloud.

She loves a lot..


(this is another poem that flown while in a hot afternoon boring class in my college.i thought of writing a poem about love.Something very personal too,
02-02-2010)

My prayers, with hope..

Dedicated to all my friends.


Oh God,give me a friend again,
With all the fun and care,
With all the moments we shared.

Give me a classroom again,
With this same walls around and,
Which had my best moments alive.

Give me a year again.
With all my dears around,
And all my fears abound.

Oh God, give me a better blessed future,
So that one day,
I can scroll over all these wonderful memories again.

Give me these friends all over my entire life,
So they'll be there when i need them most.

Give me these blessed friends forever.
Again and again.


(this poem flown while in a hot afternoon boring class in my college.every one of us had that last moments in college feelings.so i thought of writing a poem in tis.
02-02-2010)

Monday, November 9, 2009

My Friend indeed!!!

(tis is one among de SMS poems tat i created this morning while i was still in bed.De time i find my creativity flowin..ha ha [09-11-2009])

My friend.
He's just another soul
to mean my life.

My friend.
She's just another
beautiful heart to
admire on.

My friend.
He's just another
brother to wipe my
tears.

My friend.
She's just another
sister to hold my
smile.

My friend.
He's just another
breath that keeps me
pumping.

My friend.
She's just another
drop in my blood that
flows.

My friend.
He's just another rain
that showers in me
everyday.

But my friend,
Don't be just another
friend to wave a
goodbye on me.

My friend.
Make my tears
worthy,

Rise me up when I
fall,

Lend your shoulders
when I cry,

Share my burden
when I fight,

Share my proud
when I shine.

Be my Friend.
forever..

On the Meadows of Love

(tis is one among de SMS poems tat i created this morning while i was still in bed.De time i find my creativity flowin..ha ha [09-11-2009])




Sleepless nights may
change to a deep
good sleep while
hugging each other.
Singing mobile phones
may not be needed
while holding hands
of each another.

No words can make
this language,

No genius can teach
us this,

No friend can help us
while,

No big theories
couldn't solve this
why,

You may go blind or
you may break your
knee,

But this is how it
has to be,

And you may start
believing why were
you here,

To that angel to
come, grab and fly.

Rather do anyone
feel this while,
holding a hand or
making a tie,

Love is all and love
can't fall,

Love can wake you up
and make you think this
far!!!