The Brave Conquer.....

At peace with life, They walked,
All the roads, that were marked,
Chosing not to enter the woods,
Aware of the army in hoods,

Hiding in the woods were they,
Crouching with their daggers at bay,
On the path they wanted me to stay,
To sleep at night, to walk in the day.

Then one night when all were asleep,
The dark knights, out they creep,
The go ahead and block the road,
Leaving the morning dark and cold,

Then suddenly the sun never shone,
They had captured the golden throne,
All the earned Gold turned to stone,
They Weak turned to skin and bone.

The People were hungry they were torn,
They were beaten and were red and sore.
All was gone, there was no hope,
The road was blocked, who could cope?

Days of drudgery passed by,
Sounds of wails filled the sky.
The Brave but cared not to cry.
They were to battle and instead die.

The Brave and Valiant ventured,
When the wails turned to snore’s
The stuck their foot into the closing door.
Not know what was in store.

They Ventured and saw a Hooded figure,
They were shaking with a sly snigger,
Then the brave, pierced a spear,
Picked the hood to see what’s there.

Underneath what was, shocked them,
They were Foxes, with sly smiles,
Unlike dogs, unfaithful in guile.
They were chased for a hundred mile.

Fear of the unknown is what’s there,
Unhood the fear and then what’s the care,
The enemy will be stripped and bare.
But only for those who will venture and dare.

The sun will rise again when its gone,
They may be foxes, snakes or hogs,
Those who venture, will alone gain,
Others will hide and scare in vane.

So said the monk, who sat on the peak,
Luck favors those who will seek,
You can cross the river, ocean or creek,
But only to those who are not meek.

May Lost Angels

I wanted to go there, I wanted to step there,
I wanted everything now, everything that’s everywhere.
I took some from my wallet, some from my Dad
When that was not enough I took some from whoever had.

I greed my self to utter loathe and despair.
Others would just open their mouth and stare.
Then I lost one from my pocket, one from the jacket.
One from the bag and then I still bragged.

I Knew I was loosing them, I chose to ignore.
I kept losing one more, until there were no more.
And when time came to count them all,
I learnt that I had not earned them at all.

They were more than material someone said.
They are more than your daily bread.
They are what God gives you for your good deeds.
They are equal to family and come in need.

They catch you when you fall,
They pick you when you drop,
They push you when you stop,
The lift you when you, crawl.

They are earned not bought,
Earning nothing, I lost Everything else.
Couldn’t keep them safe, till the end.
They are my angels, They were my friends.

There are times when you realize that someone you had taken for granted has left you, and is long gone, someone you were close, and then you recount you blessings, and then you find you have lost them, as time passed and you changed...this poem is for those moments...i wish no one goes through this...its as painful as you could ever imagine....

Dream a little more

Look around you, look at others, your family, friends, roommates, etc.. When was the last time you looked in the mirror? Do you see yourselves battle weary? We Indians fight so much everyday. Constantly fighting in life for something that we believe is ours and will make our life a little better. By fighting i dont meen fighting literally, its just another word i use for competition. Be it for the toy that you too wanted when you were 5, The new bicycle you wanted when you were 10, The video game you looked with gleaming eyes at your neighbours place. All the things you wanted when your were a teen... the smile of your first crush. The girl or boy whom your thought would just look your way once,... ready to fight the world for it. :) or that bike that you wished you had. During our quarter lives you fight for getting the your dream partner or your love. Later maybe for getting the best out of your kids and fight for giving the best to them. Life comes a complete circle and we still keep fighting to live a little more to sleep a little more. These are 'the dreams' all of mankind has had and will keep having. Something that makes you happy. We think that these things will make us happy or comfortable or give you a much needed high in your otherwise boring life. We fight for not these material things we fight for our dreams, our aspirations...
I just gave this subject a thought after hearing a song 'Jaage hai der tak' by A R Rahman i dont know which movie soundtrack..... I think the song is beautiful and i wrote the following poem keeping that anthem in mind. Just give it a read.. (leave a feedback)


Let me sleep ma, its been a long night
All night tiill the wee hours, I've held on to fight.
Again i will remind myself to dream in my sleep,
Of the incomplete dreams, that time couldnt keep.
The midnight oil is burning in my eyes
I have been proving them but to be not lies.

The night is yet to set, let me sleep a little more.
The pain of not reaching there, my body still sore.
Those incomplete dreams that I were unable to realize
I want to gaze at them beneath my closed eyes.
Let me once more ressurrect them in my sleep.
Let the cuts of failure heal before they run deep.

Let me sleep ma, Its been a lonely night.
All night till the wee hours ive held on to fight.
fighting the fear that i indeed may loose again.
I am not going to hide my valiant fear in vain.
Beneath these closed eyes Those seeds i will sow.
Blooming those flowers swaying in the wind that blows.

My mind wants to dream of the perfect dream.
To the world however wastefull it may seem.
So Till the dawn let me dream it again tonight
Before as feared, somehow something cuts my kite.
And i run again to fetch the free kite that sways
So that atleast the fathomable memory stays.

The night is yet to set, let me sleep a little more,
Untill tommorow's dawn warms me to the core.
The sun will rise and give me the strength,
To chase my dreams till the end of my breath.
And tired or smiling however i return to my bed.
Let me sleep longer again so that the dreams never shed.
The dreams will never shed............................

The Machine That Rules Me

Today while i was traveling in the local train, i got a brainwave and a topic to write for my blog. At 6.10 pm I got into the first class compartment with my digital music player (Samsung P2) on my ear listening to the shuffle on my play list. I usually dont speak much in the local or actually i don’t actually speak at all.

So i usually keep the player volume up to shut out the small talk of fellow passengers. I started reading the latest edition of India Today and came across an article where the author of a small portion was talking about how much we are influenced by our gadgets like cell phones, Ipod's Etc. The writer spoke about how we get a real panic attack sort of thing if we are separated by our cell phone for instance, or cant google for one day ( no internet access). It said that 60% of us suffer from such machine addiction, and it made the writer wonder if this was actually the start of man and machine war, where machine may actually enslave us? I actually scoffed at the idea but just then I heard a deep voice in the local somewhere unplugging one ear I heard that one old guy or maybe 2 were singing songs on the top of their voice. It first occurred to me that maybe they are beggars. But then after a long time i saw two elderly men sitting in front of me moving their heads and bobbing their necks to their original vocal tunes. Though I had my headphone volume cranked up I was observing just their faces of happiness. One of the elderly guys was singing with so much fervor and the other quite one appeared to be complimenting him. I realized they weren’t beggars after all, but were just enjoying a Saturday monsoon evening with the train journey giving the perfect effect, with the moistened, sprinkly wind from the window blowing their half martyred grey hair. Also the view outside the train is always much better, It is all green fields and water bodies. I looked out still listening to some half baked song from some old movie, and i realized that it was many a days that i have actually admired what i look outside this window almost everyday.

I stopped the crappy song and then heard for the second time free voices of the two 'uncles'. The second one had removed a book and was almost childlike in his enthusiasm. They seemed to have no care in this world of who is getting irritated by their song, or worse how many people like me actually thought them to be beggars. Sadly local trains and singing doesn’t leave behind begging from the picture. From the corner of my eye, I saw the comaradie they both shared. I suspected that the second guy who was complimenting the enthusiastic friend was only singing and reading out because he wanted his friend to enjoy the singing and also so that he doesn’t feel embarrassed. I really smiled when i looked at this picture of friendship, comaradie, independence and carefree enjoyment.

I haven’t felt like this since i have been back in Pune for nearly a month now. I looked at my black, smooth, ' Slim and Sexy' ( thats the marketing tagline of my Samsung P2 player) and touch screen music and video belting player whom i loved to much. How I wish it would be a friend? Instead of the mistress it was transformed into my life. Blocking out the world and giving me respite by music and videos on the slightest intuitive touch.

I think I will write a poem for my P2

When I hear you singing softly into my ears,
I wish I could feel a little more loud and clear.
This wish was your command to be nice.
Me stroking your screen for the volume to rise.

You do what I say you to, You keep me entertained.
But barring the earphone cord, our relationship never strained.

But I wish you would just talk to me back
You just read an e-book, like me a paperback.
Your TTS is cool and helpful, but I want you to talk,
Like a friend beside me, you could just walk.


If I hurt you will you break, into some few pieces in the drain?
I wish you could forgive me, say sorry and sing again.

For a friend will not just make me happy,
And will give his smile and advice too.
All you give to me is a number loud and snappy.
It blocks out the worries with no solutions to.

You follow my every touch to fulfill my command.
I wish you could have squeezed back my hand.
I love you still my P2, Don’t get me wrong.
I just wish you were more than just my favorite song.

Unwashed Soul

Closing my eyes to the sun, I felt the cloud turning grey
The rain was waiting to pour, On the parched 'well' of clay
Dried it was of all the good, Dried of all the pain.
The Eyes that twinkled in laughter, Was waiting still in vain.


The drops that never fell, The thirst that never went.
The aspirations that rose, never seemed God sent.
For I was thwarted at every go, never did i feel the lie.
I took all the boxers blows, never to say die.


Then came a day i lost the things, The only thing i could boast.
The friends that went across, that bridge that never closed.
I stopped the search for those, Whose memories were enough.
I moved on to new height, too thirsty to even cough.


Then i moved on not thinking, Feelings were not for me.
I was a mechanical tin king, as passive as the tree.
The horse was on strong tether, He never broke free
I allowed relations to wither, broke all the strings to me.


I washed my face when tired, but i felt no pain
No tears touched me, thats what i though twas sane.
I started pushing people, i used them to my gain.
Using all evil i had in me, i never used to refrain.


I used to wash my hands, again and again.
I showered for eternity, manytimes a day.
I never felt clean, i never felt fresh.
I felt like a mostor, and a man possessed.


Now confused i sit, i try to think straight.
I put all the wisdom and wit, now i call it fate.
But then i realized, it was iwho let it go on.
I let the emotions bind me, stop me from moving on.


I strangled my supporters, i kicked my heart.
I used all to become, what i didnt want at all
I wanted more though i wanted some too.
Today i washed my dirty laundry, Do you also want to?



Just a creative thought.... for a change...im not that bad guys just saw a rock on!! but somehow just got carried into writing this...i think would make a good song. :)

Finally move on... Repost..

Hi guy's sorry have been a bit busy to update my blog..
this is a repost of my favourite and first post on my blog..
Hope you guys like it..

u woud think by now,I would know my way around,
I shouldn miss you so badly,I shuld be on familiar ground.
How many more lonely months, must meander by,
until I learn the lesson, it does no good to cry.
Wat Kind of iron will,must some people possess,
to be always looking forward, to never accept regress.
Perhaps if I was willing, to let someone take me by the hand,
they could show me a happy place, in this unfamiliar land.
But im weary to give my hand again, for ----- none can match u ,
Uve always been in my heart, keepin me from starting anew,
Perhaps Im only demanding, for all the joys that once were mine,
I must accept that they and you, belong to another place and time.
But I know that deep within my heart,there's a place where only you reside,
and when the pain of loneliness comes, it knows now dat where I hide.
So if sometimes it seems to me n my frnds, Im clinging to the past,
its mostly because I cant yet accept, that our love didn't last.
No matter how hard I try, I've yet to get over you,
for the part of me thats still alive, believes you love me too.
Maybe there will come a day, when that part will finally die,
and feeling strong with a heart reborn, a new love I will finally try.
And what a splendid day that will be, when I WAKE to discover,
I'm happily learning a great new land, with a new friend and lover.

Friends in photographs

Flipping through my photographs,
I see you staring at me again,
Looking at those eyes so true,
Memories flooding from the blue.



Looking back into the past,
It seems the time flew so fast,
You were there so close to me,
So near that i couldnt see.



Talking for hours in our days,
Looking for brand new ways,
To enjoy and have some fun,
Just play dodge ball or run.



As we grew older i saw u there,
For each other we used to care,
Trying new things and fooling around,
we never knew all this was time bound.



For time would be gone someday,
When we wont meet everyday,
Where we couldnt take it for granted,
That i could be there whenever you wanted.



Then one day you left for a differnt place,
I still remember the look on your face,
Your face said a million things that day,
When we finally went different ways,



I felt your presence for a long time,
Whenever i needed a hand to climb.
I missed you that special days,
to decide whether to run or stay.



Seeing you picture in my hand,
I thought of the slipping time sand,
Realizing that far you never were,
Coz from my heart you would never blur.





This is for my childhood friends who went away so far but are still very near

My Last.....

The day you left, has long gone,
But it never leaves me anyway,
It comes back to me like the memories,
As if it were nothing but yesterday.

You said we were now good friends,
I agreed and made me understand,
But still clutching to the last strand,
I swum accross to the never land,

For i knew it would be not fair,

To give my friend more pain,

I gave my self the pain to bear,

I missed you like a bad bane.

When it was cold and you sipped,
I was howling with somithing amiss,
I needed to get you outta my head,
Finally i needed this feeling to end,

I smoked the memories,
I tried to hate you,
Ignore the pain,
Bleed it out of my viens,
Cursed my wet eyes,
I never managed to say good bye.


I waited for your call every single day
I waited for me to understand, atleast try,
But i still hear your laughter when i laugh,
but why cant i hear you when i cry?


Have you really gone so far away,
Have you finally hardened the clay,
Into the Heart that will never yield,
Is it your weapon or your shield?

Crying into my heart never on my cheek,
I vowed ill never shed a tear for you again,
I wont let my heart cry in vain,
I will only hide, never again seek,

Anymore not a boy, i was now a man,
And Big men dont every cry,
hey dont choke up or in the throat clam,
They are always smiling with eyes dry.

I never ever wanted to cry for you
Since that day, I needed to be strong,
I needed to know that i was all the way wrong,
I never ever had ever loved you,

Today it rained and i thought of you,
My heart felt cold again but skipped the bleat,
There was a feeling so strong, so new,
It hit me and i felt my shaking feet.

I wanted to drown myself, drain it away,
I needed to hide the feelings on my face,
Towards the door i reached in a sway,
And drenched ran out in the rain,

My face burning hot with the pain,
I looked up to the sky and saw you smiling,
"Its ok to cry" you said " i will think it is rain",
So i burst out like a cloud, that for seasons was piling.


I cried out loud, Your name i was crying,
Till my head was filled with you, bursting, burning,
I needed to hug you so i could atleast die,
Never again then i will ever have to cry, Cry for you

To hug me tight your arm then never came,
Gone with the fading cloud was all i could blame,
I clutched my fist to the sky you were there so near,
But then you dropped from my palm with my last tear,

IN THE COLD

Why does it hurt when you feel alone
Cutting in deep straight through the bone?
Surrounded by darkness and feeling so cold
Wanting touch when theres no one to hold
Wanting to talk when theres no one to hear
Alone in the dark drowning with fear

Why does it hurt when you feel all alone
Taken from the warm feelings you once had known?
With eyes like clouds and tears like rain
Drivin inside deep is the pain
A broken heart that just won't mend
Feelin alone in the world without a friend

Why does it hurt when you feel all alone?
When you once stood in the light, the sun had shone
Hiding within the darkest despair
A feeling within thinking no one will care
Misery is the only company you got
For when you feel alone, you feel it alot

You came -You Saw and You Stole

You saw My heart and came into my life.
Then you saw my heart when I gave to you.
You saw my heart when I shedded tears for you.
You saw my heart when the door was closed in my
face.
You saw my heart when I prayed for you and didn't
know what to do when problems came.
You saw my heart when there wasn't tears running
down my cheeks.
You saw my heart when no one was around to comfort
only you.
Now, you see my heart for the smile I wear today
on my face revealing patience, tenderness, and
and love for you.
You saw my heart, its every bit.
And now you have stolen it.

Running Away....Far

For days i wait to see the sun,
Its so cold out here alone,
Where a warm winds never blown,
Where everyone is on the run.

Where is the sweet sun shining?,
Where are the smiling faces?
Have i forgotton whats smiling?
And the time thats just running.

I dont see the stars that twinkle,
Only the many stressfull wrinkles.
What are we running behind?sweat n grime?
For love is there is just no time?

Love , care and Concern is what i crave
Where is it in this world to find.
Are women still caring and men brave.
or is it just a passe phrase for the gone time.

Wish i could see more trees than buildings
Some Humans among the machines.
Where words are said with some feelings
Where friends are treasured not green papers

Give Me Wings --the corection(Dont...)

I am flying high today, flying to the clouds
i have my dreams today,with no bounds
I am gonna fly very high,i thought one day
till the horizon touched, i wont rest in any way

Today restless i fly, with a faint direction
towards the horizon,i am tired in the reflection
i see in the sea below, that cuts the waves
the wings hit hard and the water just caves

Into my eyes i look, i see my tired self
then i look out around, not a soul at sight
i look back at the water, and my eyes red
i think back to the days, where my life has led

My goal is at sight and i wanna achieve
My self and my happiness i wanna retrieve
But where is my flock that where here with me
where have they gone, why them i cant see.

Then i realize that i left, left them far behind
or maybe each went away,tearing the wind
Thier own horizon and goal,they had to find
but then are they happy or just too blind

Alone i fly towards my horizon, and they thier own
I miss my flock, i miss my world thats flown
they must have gone, but they live on my heart
and as i look into my reflection, i find them in me

But I want to ask them,why do we fly to our horizons
when all horizons are endless and are actually the same
For when we are tired our loved ones we may not find
Together we can share our happiness love and agony
and journey to the horzon will be simple joy and kind


Note: Please read the previous post before this one....
I had to eat my words..all things have their pros and cons chose wisely
do you really wanna fly....alone

Let me FLY- give me my WINGS

Let When will i be free, When will i fly above all
when will my own realize, that im now tall
why dont u let me alone,give me a free fall
i may hurt myself,but i will rise- not crawl

expose me and let me fly ,show me my wings
the wings thats gods gift,the voice that sings
the soul that roams ,the far sea and land
the land untold awaits,it is dark yet grand.

why have i got these wings, when i cant fly
this heart here beats, the heart that cant try
It has seen love, of the ones who love me
they protect me, but when will they leave me

Leave me from thier love,for once they should
for my heart is small, but my soul is good
i need my heart to grow, Grow to my shoes
i want to hit the clouds, wanna sail the blues.

When will u understand,that i need to grow.
sometimes u need to, let ur loved ones go.
today or tommorow one day, i will be gone.
that day again in this world, i will be born

u will still be my loved ones,u will be in my heart.
just trust me forever, and let me out my way.
so that there is a path, the future has lay.
im ur part for u , ur the potter im the clay.

so shape me well today,let the clay spin
and let god take care ,let Him take me within,
In this world of God, Let me go for loves sake.
Clay then will form itself,a shape for God to make.

GOODBYE

Goodbye to you;
Thats what they all tell me to say
But I could never let you go
So many questions;
so many things
I'll never know.
yes even though your gone,
I refuse to let you go
I cant move on.
But I'm told,
I have to say goodbye
But those Words always make me wanna cry,
Cuz' I love you too much
Even though were to far away to touch,
I can still feel you
So Illl never say
Goodbye to you...

this is for u...are u there???

AN INSPIRATIONAL STORY I KNEW TOO LATE

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there." The little boy then understood how powerful his words were. He looked up at his father and said "I hope you can forgive me father for the holes I put in you." "Of course I can," said the father.

THIS STORY IS WRITTEN BY SOMEONE I DONT KNOW....BUT ITS JUST REMINDING MYSLEF AND THE READERS THAT WORDS U SPEAK HURT MIGHTIER THAN THE SHARPEST KNIFE........USE UR WORDS CORRECTLY......THEY WILL NEVER COME BACK AND LEAVEA SCAR...

They hate u in the end!!!

Deeply lost inside,
My tattered mind,
Caught in a web,
Of everybody elses lies.

They say I will be there for you,
I will always be here,
When they eventually leave you somehow,
And cause you more hurt and fear.

They never really cared,
Turn their back on you,
You stopped opening up to them,
Just so you could pull through.

So you would not hurt them,
So you did not have to let them go,
But sometimes you wonder,
If this friend ship is just for show?

Cause they all hate you in the end,
For reasons you can not believe,
They say things that are not true,
And you can not take in the words you receive.

You end up getting hurt,
And wonder how it went wrong,
They lay the blame on you,
And you no longer feel strong.

You try to fix things with them,
But they just push you away,
They do not wanna know,
They do not wanna hear the words you say.

So if your gonna be True friends,
And say that you are both Forever,
Think before you say it,
Cause true friends never stay together.



this poem is dedicated to my friends who i will never forget...for the good times....but who just moved on....or hated me

Are u Still There

I dont sleep at nights
for nights afew.
i think Ive figured out why
Because these thoughts of you
they sumtimes make me cry

I lay wide awakeand ponder so long
I hope this is just a phase
may be im still strong
Because Ive fallen for you
and care for you Oh! so dearly
That everything has becomes blurry
and cant see things clearly

And when I'm sometimes with you
I feel Iam on cloud seven
u know it makes me believe that
really there is a place-heaven

When we used to hang out
and my world was such bliss
I loved the pure experience
it was ecstatic without that kiss

But you are now in love
i hear with some other guy
So Ill just wait waiting here
and watch the days pass by

but one day I hoped to tell you
how I truly feel
Because this was becoming
amzingly so real

But I was afraid i cudnt forsee
what you might do
wud u Abandon me
like everyone else used to

But maybe your different
and wouldn't do that to meI
just dont see how that is
just how could that be

You've always told me that
you'll always be there
Are you faking it
or do you truly care?

Let me take ur pain away

Things have gotten bad for you,
You're falling once again,
Will you let me catch you?
Like I have those many times when.

I really care for you,
And I don't wanna see you fall,
I'm crying here for you,
Hoping to hear your every call.

You need me to listen,
And you know you have my hear,
You cry on my shoulder,
I'll dry your every tear.


You know I'm here for you,
I told you and still do,
I wish I could make it better,
But I can only help you through.

I know you're unhappy,
I can sense your killing pain,
I can feel your heart breaking,
See those tear stains.

I long to make it better,
But I can't steal it away,
I wanna hold you close to me,
Hoping you will be ok.

You're so close to letting me go,
Almost did yesterday night,
And I would have went with you,
If we had have lost our difficult fight.

I feel I need you,
But you need me more,
I'm here right beside you,
Just like I was before.

So when you need me sweetheart,
Just remember I'm always there,
Because sweetheart I love you,
And I really do care.


this poem was written be me when one of my best friend was in a crisis and i wasnt close to her for my own weaknesess....ill remember writing this poem for it was a difficult time for me. but it isnt exactly written for my friend but for myself

written for u!!!

Written with a pen, sealed with a kiss,
If you're my friend please answer this.
Are we friends or are we not?
You told me once but I forgot.
So tell me now & tell me true,
So I can say I'm here for you.
Of all the friends I ever met,
You're the one I won't forget.
And if I die before you do,
I'll go to heaven & wait for you.
I'll give the angels back their wings,
And risk the loss of everything.
Because there isn't a thing I wouldn't do,
To have a friend just like you!!!

what is a friend

I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, or fears.
But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.


I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.But I can be there now when you need me to care.


I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.


Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.


Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,and help you when you ask.


I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship, from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.


I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,room to be yourself.


I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the piecesand put them back in place.


I can't tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.

" WHEN I FINALLY MOVE ON"

u woud think by now,I would know my way around,

I shouldn miss you so badly,I shuld be on familiar ground.

How many more lonely months, must meander by,

until I learn the lesson, it does no good to cry.

Wat Kind of iron will,must some people possess,

to be always looking forward, to never accept regress.

Perhaps if I was willing, to let someone take me by the hand,

they could show me a happy place, in this unfamiliar land.

But im weary to give my hand again, for ----- none can match u ,

Uve always been in my heart, keepin me from starting anew,

Perhaps Im only demanding, for all the joys that once were mine,

I must accept that they and you, belong to another place and time.

But I know that deep within my heart,there's a place where only you reside,

and when the pain of loneliness comes, it knows now dat where I hide.

So if sometimes it seems to me n my frnds, Im clinging to the past,

its mostly because I cant yet accept, that our love didn't last.

No matter how hard I try, I've yet to get over you,

for the part of me thats still alive, believes you love me too.

Maybe there will come a day, when that part will finally die,

and feeling strong with a heart reborn, a new love I will finally try.

And what a splendid day that will be, when I WAKE to discover,

I'm happily learning a great new land, with a new friend and lover.