My love is for you

I would race the world after thee,

and fight everyone including me.

this my love is so true,

but its only for you.

there is a place in my little heart,

without you which will fall apart,

as you say so shall I do,

but remember it's only for you.

In my heart there is a lover's cry,

you just won't say how much hard I try.

you know this words aren't new,

but hey!they are only for you.

In this bitter truth I always live,

and crave for your precious love that you never give.

I'll live in those moments so few,

but my love is only for you.

Warrior Within

remember the name, 

that makes no claim,

they put you out of frame,

and make you feel ashame,

and when your time is bad, 

they try to make you sad,

they call you a smart lad,

when they mean you are a failure clad,

now they'll try their best,

to prove you have a sinking chest,

you already are in bereft,

but hey leave out all the rest,

but you ain't giving in,

because your efforts are going in,

don't you commit any sin,

just unleash the warrior within.

Divinity

I took a step into the divine,

in a temple so pristine.

for peace that seems so eternal,

and the prayers which are in the holy recital.

standing besides ocean so serene,

even in midst of rushing waves of marine.

I observe calmness so enigmatic,

while facing those mental tempest so hectic.

although I seem powerless,

when nothing in me seems to impress.

even a sceptre seems nothing but a rod,

that's what happens when you feel the God.

A proposal

Give me a reason to leave you,

and curses for thee so few,

you don't know how lovely you are,

like serene moon between clusters of star.

your heart purer than the water,

and your smile that I seldom want to alter.

your dark black eyes tell the secrets,

of your sorrows and your regrets.

your hands so soft I would hold it in all times,

and kiss your till my words rhyme.

If you are falling hard no worry no harm,

because ill always keep you safe in my arms.

This is my Mumbai

A place to be titled as home,

and the dwellers call it their own.

opportunities for fools as well as witty,

this is Mumbai this is my city,

Where people wake up with hopes unlimited,

and never sleep untill they are completed.

where the lights feels so pretty,

this is mumbai this is my city.

Where people how to rise after every disaster,

and stand up against the wrong all together.

Where feeling of betterment replaces pity.

this is mumbai this is my city.

City anonymous with money and fame.

cuisines of world all in one frame.

be it paav bhaaji or bhel puri,

I love mumbai I love my city

Won't you?

Won't you come with me?

when the lights go down

and hold my hand 

when on me the world frowns.

Won't you be with me?

when I call your name

and I ask you to stay

when the world see's me out of the frame 

Won't you lie down with me?

in these grasses at dawn.

and feel the misty fogg,

in the gardens and lawn.

Won't you love me?

because i'll always do so,

even without expecting any answer,

either a yes or no

Need someone like friend

MY BEST FRNDZ...


Need a person to hold my hand,

and someone to call me a friend.

someone never happy to see me alone,

and someone to talk to me in a soothing tone.

someone to hold my tears,

and someone to take away all my fears.

someone never sorry to shout on me,

and someone to shade me like tree.

someone to make this go on forever,

and someone like friend not necessarily clever.

Woman Traffiking

Can a life be priced ?

or her dreams be sliced.

Can freedom be caged?

Or her fate be waged.

Can happiness be devoid?

or her pain be avoid.

Away from home she was then brought,

into this racade she thus caught.

her body being sold and bought,

the buyer's civic sense getting rot.

this tragedy of woman and trading,

sadly is called woman traffiking

Paradise in heart

An eye for a blind,

and with the gestuers so kind,

alms for unfortunate,

for the one dying make a true mate.

he himself a fighter of loneliness,

yet a donor of happiness.

compassion for ones on bare sole,

and love for one and every soul,

people thus call him saint,

who accepts even insult without complain

serenity pours from his eyes,

and peace that converts fire into ice.

he can stop you from falling apart,

because he has paradise in his heart.

Running Into Storm

So the lies that you've told,

it's like my love that you've sold.  

but I still stay besides you all sworn,

and I know that I'am running into storm.

The love songs that I've sung so many nights,

holding your hands even in dimmest lights.

my gifts that you've so easily thrown,

and I know that I'am running into a storm.

To see my face why do you always refrain?

to have your glimpse my eyes always have to strain.

to avoid me every now and then has become your norm

and I know that I'am running into a storm.

perhaps you will love me someday I hope,

cause the beauty of your face feels like a dope.

and when this happens in your dorm,

I'll be running out of that storm.