Crimson...

The day was a

Red letter day

May be because

All dear ones carteled there

Hundreds of people

Having flowers in their hand

With lightened candles

Were standing still

Only one was different

She was laying down

Wearing crimson

Her favorite color

All of them gathered

Only for her

May be she was

Moving somewhere

She was serene

And smiling alone

Others were tearful

As she has to depart

Very far alone

She was so cute

Little doll of someone

All will miss her innocence

But she has to go

Someone calling her

Waiting for her arrival

To make heaven alive.

Alive...

 I light a lamp
The day I met you
You and me all alone
Only surrounded by walls

The pillars were witness
They were screaming
With echoes bouncing high
Caveating me to fear


That he is not your man
He doesn't have life
Only a wandering soul
Having lust for life

We had seen him
Years after years
First captivating the hearts
Then letting them to die

That day I didn't listen them
Was involved in the charm of
Most Innocent form of love
My first love ever

He put me behind doors
And let me died
But am still alive
Cherishing my pure love.


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Gem...

One day ahead
Lies the fear of death
Curbing little beats

Every time I do pray
Even if I die endless times
Will born again

In every birth
Will always call you as
My loveliest Gem.

Page

With name of yours

I wrote a book

The name of my love

Has a heart like look

Every page of it shows
How love in words, I had pour

The memories of you and me

Are its heart and Core

It deciphers clearly that

Once you loved me too much

To feel that warmth again and again

Every time, your name, I do touch

Whenever I read that book

Words got changed due to my tears

But always lean towards your name

Telling am still waiting here

I wanna write one more page

With your name, color and shine

Hoping one day again, I will be yours

You would be mine.

Wait...

He waits for her 

She waits for him
Now both are alone
Feeling the same forlorn

What had let this ?

What they both miss ?

It is the situations

Not the people change

Which let two close hearts

To behave strange 

I know both of them 

Are true souls 

But they have to perform

Their earthy roles

I wish they could

Meet again

With darkness blown away

By Love's rain.

Words...

When the storm of betrayal touch

Words best utters the silence inside

They are the Agile random thoughts

Which nobody can abide

I wish I could write

Only the blissful words

But its destined that one day

They will only prove me absurd

Either its magic of time

Or written in my hap

The words remain the same 

But changes their shape.