Friday, December 28, 2007

Life How Lived Is What Counts,Other Things Just Sounds...


Life isnt always a basket full of joys..
sometimes life can be a Roller coaster ride for u,
but the very next moment it could be a morn.

sometimes life can lift u up to the sky,

but on the other day can drop u in dirt.
sometimes life can bring surprises to be cheerfull of,
but at the same time can give shocks difficult to forget off.

life can be a celebration for u,
and it could be a condolence too.
life can be ur mate,
or it could also be a fate to be shamefull off.

runner up behind the winner,

mud after the rains.
death after life, silence after cries...is what nature decides.
see the other side of life,
and be delighted of.
roses can't be imagined without the thorns, so acknowledge this gift of god along with its wrongs.

think optimistic and get ebullient about,

see the rainbow that follows the rains.

see the opportunities that u get in life to prove urself,
think someone has to win coz there can only be a single maestro,and learn from it.

think about what all u get through this life of urs,
but not what life gonna take away from u.

life is for once,and gives tons, your loving ones,ur dear ones ,is what counts, all the other things are immaterial and just sounds.

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Tuesday, December 18, 2007

World may wind up...


World may wind up...

Souls may rise up,

Things can live up…

Human can drown,

Why’s so morn.


Live the day around you...

Fulfill your dreams,

Don’t let them go...

Once given a lose,

All goose...


Think of misery

& be happy about Ur luxury...

Don’t think about what u don’t have

Think of what u by now has...

Coz u’re not the one only, whose slave


Grow with desire

Head without fear...

Live with pleasure

Die with contentment

As if ur one who’s been pretended


Do of ur best

Don’t think of the rest

Give yourself utmost significance

Leaving behind others approaching u askance

Ur life, Ur the milord is what suffices…


So here I m…


I live on my priorities

And this is what matters me most

U think I m rude

But I m not the one to choose

U may go a circle path

U’ll come up the way to me again…


So better you opt the way I admire

Coz I m not the one gonna fulfill your desire

U live your way, that’s perfectly not ma concern

But if u come to me

U gotta dig up your grave


And come out of it…

With not even a single sign of dirt,

Havin attitude over it...

Come to me and I’ll furnish Ur strength

Coz yeah I m the only one whose breaths


By the time u ve been surrendered

It’s up to me to dynamite u...

To rip out Ur mannish out of Ur spirit

To give Ur existence a path

When Ur not just a body of flesh

But a spirit with desires of race…


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Saturday, December 15, 2007

I Do Belong...


Somewhere I do belong,
In the darkness of sorrows.
In the sadness of grieve,
Or to those deadly lonesomeness.

Ya I have found myself only at this juncture,
I’d tried to barge in through d contentment.
But there was not a zilch of to identify with,
I belong to only the nightfall.

I can’t say m born to see the dusk,
But the dawn itself got veil away from me.
It doesn’t wants anymore of ma shadows over it,

Coz it makes it murky too.

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Tuesday, December 11, 2007

I Just Called to Say I Love You




No new years’s day
To celebrate
No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away
No first of spring
No song to sing
In fact here’s just another ordinary day
No april rain
No flowers bloom
No wedding saturday within the month of june
But what it is
Is something true
Made up of these three words that I must say to you

I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart

No summer’s high
No warm july
No harvest moon to light one tender august night
No autumn breeze
No falling leaves
No even time for birds to fly to southern skies
No libra sun
No halloween
No giving thanks to all the christmas joy you bring
But what it is
Though old so new
To fill your heart like no three words could ever do.

I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart.

I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart

Of my heart
Of my heart
...

Dedicated to the great maestro
Steive Wonder

Experience gloominess around


Everything looks different in the dark
Sometimes I imagine that things that are standing still are moving
And they are not; it is only in my mind
The dark sometimes can be frightening
The dark is like a burned paint
The dark must grieve alone for its lost friend
No one around to hear its silence
But the silence so peaceful that tears the heart
I look back as I am walking to see if anyone is following me
But thanks god no one is
Only the sound of my footsteps I hear
The trees in the dark looks strange to me, I only see a dark shadow