Moved in the next chapter of life. Lets whats in here..
This blog is no more active. May be I wil be back some..but not today – Mohit Jain
Days and months have lapsed,
Ever since you walked away.
And the number of times, the clock has struck,
To show night and day,
Is a lifetime, without you.
But that hasn’t dishonored my pledge,
To get old with you.
‘Coz every time I close my eyes,
You appear a breaths distance away,
And i live my lifetime with you.
All you need is a start
All you need is a spark
To get out of the bed
And head out in the rain
think it’s the hardest part
Your claw marks on my skin
An urge for adam’s sin
Some lobotomy scars
Is all I need to feel alive
And to fall from grace.
It was a moonlit night
And there by hangs a tale
Under the night’s great moon
I was sitting there
Exploring her hairs
Trying to unfold their mystery
I was feeling the warmth over
My broad shoulders downed in love
She sat gazing at the stars
Silently, gracefully and eloquently
Blinking her eyes in an unexplained fashion
At last when I was completely lost
In the melody of her silky hairs
“Fancy, all fancy, a tale I’ll tell you
Whom do you think
Is the most patient lover?”
I replied:” Errr..no
Love is not patience
It’s all endurance.”
“Well, patience comes with endurance
And the most endured one is the moon.”
She then smiled softly, meaning me to explain”
I said : “Well, the most patient lover
How is that moon?”
Calmly she spoke:” From million
Years, every night the moon
Comes up the sky to meet her lover
Ha! Ha! The sun! And the patient fool
Waits whole night
Lost among the sympathetic stars
And wanders round the sky
Searching frantically her beloved
Searching in every pool, every ocean,
Carrying the sun’s bliss with her
Which every night she spreads to mankind
Afflicting them with this inevitable disease
And then gets lost, just in time
When her beloved comes up
In the first rays of the sun
And comes back
As soon as her lover goes back
Yet every night with a fresh hope
She comes again.”
She stared into my eyes, evoking passions
“Don’t you think the moon
Is the most foolish lover?”
“Can’t say”: I just said
“No, moon is the most true lover
For love is a game of fools
Full of endurance, patience and hope
And most of all madness.”
“Yes”; I said
She gave me her best smile and said
“The world’s best lovestories
Exist among the nature
Still today and tomorrow
We stand nowhere in comparison.”
And we got up
Down the moonlit path
Walked two great fools
Arms in arms with each other
Wondering at their new discovery.
I love to see you cry
The round, sparkling drops
Down your cheeks pass by
Your eyes abode the virtues
Widespread from earth to sky
The marvellance of your tear flow
Makes the rivers feel shy
Your eyes provide a deep insight
The love inside they can’t deny
Where the vices turn to virtue
And the truth comes out of lie
Your eyes posses such an eloquence
For which the fairies die, the fairies die
Where the angels rest in peace
And ‘He’ puts in a deep sigh
And every tear that you shed
Makes thousands virtues fly
The heaven is filled with ecstasy
And showers drops of joy
So, the next time don’t hesitate
Cause I love to see you cry…….
A tiresome day, delay at work and then the rush of traffic.
I reach home late and you too, fridge is empty,
I’m feeling sick hasseled I look up to you.
There is no dinner tonight “sweetheart”?
You smile, “Will you share with me the moonlight”?
The pain in me is too much to ink my pen
what flows is tears an no words
and the paper looks as ridiculous as my life without you
I stare at the empty canvas
for a poem to ‘happen’
the same way I wait for u to just call me and just smile.
When you grow up you tend to get told the world is the way it is and you’re life is just to live your life inside the world. Try not to bash into the walls too much. Try to have a nice family, have fun, save a little money.
That’s a very limited life. Life can be much broader once you discover one simple fact: Everything around you that you call life was made up by people that were no smarter than you and you can change it, you can influence it, you can build your own things that other people can use.
Once you learn that, you’ll never be the same again.
- Steve Jobs