Old is Gold..

When you truly care for someone,
you don't look for faults,
you don't look for answers,
you don't look for mistakes.
Instead, you fight the mistakes,
you accept the faults,
and you overlook the excuses.

NEVER abandon an old friend.
You will never find one who can take his place...

I hate love..

"Have you ever been in love?

Horrible isn't it?
It makes you so vulnerable.
It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.
You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you.
They didn't ask for it.
They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.
Love takes hostages.
It gets inside you.
It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.

It hurts.

Not just in the imagination.
Not just in the mind.
It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.

I hate love."

Koi khaas nahin...

Koii pooche mujhse kaun ho tum,
toh keh dungi koii khas nahin.
Dost jaisa hai par dost nahin.
Milta toh hai par roz nahin.
Ek chehra dekha dekha hai,
par iss bheed main mujhe pehchaan nahin.
koii pooche mujhse kaun ho tum,
toh keh dungi koii khas nahin.

Mera gum yun hi baant leta hai,
par apna gum batlata nahin.
Har jhonke main chupa deta hai hansi,
par uss khushi ka usey ehsaas nahin.
koii pooche mujhse kaun ho tum,
toh kehdungi koii khas nahin.


Ek jhoot hai thoda sachaa sa.
Kabhi samajhdar toh kabhi bachaa sa.
Subah ki tarah khila khila,
wo subah jiski koii shaam nahin.
Koii pooche mujhse kaun ho tum,
toh kehdungi koii khaas nahin.

Ek ajnabi jo mujh jaisa hai,
Bin bole baat keh jata hai.
Yun baatien toh roz hoti hain,
par kehne ko wo paas nahin.
Koii pooche mujhse kaun ho tum,
toh keh dungi koii khaas nahin.

Home..

You were there when I took my first steps,
And went unsteadily across the floor.
You pushed and prodded: encouraged and guided,
Until my steps took me out the door...
You worry now "Is she ok?"
Is there more you could have done?
As I walk the paths unknown
You wonder"Where has my child gone?"
Where I am is where you have led me,
With your special love you showed me a way,
To believe in myself and the decisions I make.
Taking on the challenge of life day-to-day.
And where I go you can be sure,
In spirit you shall never be alone.
For where you are is what matters most to me,
Because to me that will always be home...

Me

My inside self and my outside self
Are different as can be.
My outside self wears gingham socks,
And very rough is she.
With freckles sprinkled on her nose,
And smoothly parted hair,
And clumsy feet that cannot dance,
In heavy shoes and square.

But, oh, my little inside self,
In gown of misty rose,
She dances lighter than a leaf,
On blithe and twinkling toes;
her hair is blowing gold, and if
You chanced her face to see,
You would not think she could belong,
To staid and sober me..

Would you?

If I fell and broke to pieces
would you put me back together?

If the rain fell in, with us apart
would you disregard the weather?

If everyone turned their back on me
would you look with open arms?

If the world was sharp and full of thorns
would you promise to do no harm?

If everyone prodded and poked and pushed
would you know to let me be?

and if all of a sudden I was all alone
would you promise to stay with me?

I'm not quite sure...
Are you?

Mere words..

I searched among the card displays,
To see if I could find,
A little something that would say
Just what was on my mind.

However there was not a one,
That captured it just right,
For no one else can understand
Just what I'd like to write.

I even find it difficult
To try to write it down,
For how do I portray to you,
The love that I have known?

I close my eyes and what I see,
Is someone I adore;
A person who is beautiful,
Right down into their soul.

Mere words cannot describe
The many qualities you show,
The love and caring nature that
You share with those who know.

Your kind and gentle temperament,
Your sweet angelic smile,
Your softly spoken sentiments,
That reach across the miles.

Your smile and laugh that sparkle with
The softness of your sighs,
The way your face lights up a room ...
That twinkle in your eye.

The loving gestures through the years,
That quickly come to mind,
For always you've a gentle word
To calm and soothe I find.

I struggle and I search to try
To find some words anew ...
And yet I cannot capture
All the things that make you you.

I shall therefore, be satisfied
That you must simply know,
Just how I feel about you,
For with words I cannot show.