Life as soul...

Searching for the soul,
I came across the world,
What was mine was never mine,
For what I fought never survived.
I am going into the dark realms of nature,
Being a person I never thougth would become,
The world seemed to be in a mess,
As was my life at the time.
I tried to run, but time was faster than me,
It was my folly to think I was the destiny,
The truth was bitterest to the last bite,
It was my soul that was mine, Not my life...

Life's a mystery...

Quite a few times I would say,
" Life's a mystery"
I say I know the start,
But ending is always a mystery.
When I walk, am sure of my feet,
But the roads are always a mystery.
When I speak, I am sweet,
But the interpretation, is always a mystery.
All the while I am the lucky one,
But who is chosen is always a mystery.
For people the worlds' a beauiful place,
But for me its always a mystery,
I say and do, what I think,
But how I think is always a mystery,
My life is mine all the time,
But after me, my "Life's a mystery",
I may recede into history,
But always my "Life will remain a mystery"

Question...

Why is life only about wants?
Why are eyes only for light?
Why I end just on I and Me?
Why do I lie, even in front of thee?

So many questions, still very few answers,
Whenever I sit to think, they give me shivers,
Are they running from me,
Or is it me, who's running from them.
Always am looking for the one answer,
Who am I? Do I live forever???

Lost in the crowd...

When I look around,
There are lots of sound.
When inside I peek,
Whom do I seek.

All the rights and all the wrongs,
From the sad to sweet songs.
All the way life's a mystery,
One day I will become history.

I may be standing big and tall,
Yet in reality I am very small.
I may be sporting a happy face,
Inside its lined with sadness lace.

With the trace of glint in the eyes,
I stand tall telling lies.
A single tear when runs on the cheek,
I sound timid, lost and meek.

All the while I pose a strong exterior,
When I am crumbling in the interior.
I am well supported all the time,
I look for those who are mine.

I have loads of people around me,
Still I am alone without thee.
Don't know when the loneliness will end,
I have lots of actions to amend.

All said but little done,
I am not there, am no one.
All the while I am the person,
All the time I am none.

Lost within me, lost from outside,
Oh! lord please help me,
I am lost, I am lost,
I am lost inside as well as in crowd...

Silence thats silent...

Is the silence within,
Or is it outside,
Lots of voices around,
But still its very quiet.
A war thats tearing me apart,
Of it Am I a part or not.
As with the nature do I blend,
Or its just the silence that says.
Lots of words spoken,
Least understood in nature,
War is within me or nature,
Or its just the silence.
Am I afraid of myself?
Even though I dont know myself,
So, whats making it worse to live,
My own self or the silence.
I fail to understand the implicit,
Yet silence cannot make it loud,
Its in the nature of nature,
Do I change for worse or better.
The silence is hard to answer,
Answers that are well spoken of,
But answers that cannot be answered.
Its the silence that wants the answer,
Its the silence thats the answer.
I dont know who Am I?
Its the silence within me that speaks,
Such is the meaning of silence,
It makes me speak its tounge,
The language of silence.
I speak, speak my heart out,
Its only the silence that I say,
Rest is understood by you...

Confused...

Bahut kuch ho gaya hai,
bahut kuch hone ko hai,
jaane kya kho gaya hai,
jaane kya khone ko hai.

Life has got nothing special in tow,
Its going on in a silent row.
Am trying to shore it up,
Dont know where Am gonna land.

Difference...

The blue sky says it loud,

With it I wanna shout.

The morning rays so calm,

Just like mamma palm.

Life is like a dream,

Like some topping cream.

So much, yet so less,

As always its hard to guess,

The purity of heart melts into soul,

Happiness around is my goal.

I may be small,

I may not be tall.

But I can make a difference to all,

With love in my heart thats pure,

I can and will make a difference for sure.

Writing...

They say writing is a beautiful art,
When written with feelings in heart,
A sweetness in the words is sought,
In the web of feelings its caught.
I write just to relax my mind,
And to help me n myself unwind,
My words though not make much sense,
Its a way to cross the internal fence.
All the written is the thought of the moment,
Sometimes later do we lament.
But I feel happy and light,
When I take a pen, and just write,
A smile thats crossing my face now,
Makes everyone wonder How???

Armaan...

Aaj hain bahut armaan iss dil mein,
Jaane kis kis ko pura karun,
Khashmakash mein he baitha tha aise,
Sochta hun baatein kaise kaise.
Kuch na aaya samajh mein,
kaise karun , kya karun,
Bas tha ek he khayal ab to,
Inn armaanon ko pura karon.
Bahut samay sochne mein gavaya,
Par kuch na samajh mein aaya.
Ab jab aaya hai ek khayal aisa,
Maine paya aarmanon ko bhula jaisa,
Woh armaan he ab na rahe,
Jinke baare mein maine itna socha,
Aaj dekha to bas paya,
Woh nahi tha kabhi bhi sach,
Sab tha dhoka he dhoka....

Friends Forever...

Through the unspoken we traverse,
Walking through the sands of time,
Thinking bout our past and future,
Together in our present times.

Brought together by the unseen,
Held together by the unknown,
Our bond just grew stronger,
Which is felt not shown.

Life may lead us to many paths,
Some common, some apart.
What matters is in our heart,
We just stay the same, never apart.

All things may come and go,
What we want we may never know,
Roles change all the while,
Still I like you and your smile.

Years would pass like grains of sand,
Through which we all live by.
Am still yearning to hold your hand,
While watching the morning sky.

Time will makes us meet again,
Though our looks will change,
But within heart we remain the same,
The same ol' stupid "Friends Forever"