Swing me high
So,
I can touch the sky
#FridayReflections
You are my childhood memory.
Hours after hours
I spend so many evenings with you
The days are passed
But,
Memories are still fresh
Life is a race
And, time is less now.
You are my soul and
I Love You the most
So many stories untold
Give me the charisma back
and….
Swing me high
So,
I can touch the sky.
Maya
entered to Ragini’s room.
“What a mess your room is?” Shouted
a frustrated mother. While cleaning, she found a glass bottle with many
colorful papers inside. Maya was curious and she opened it. Ragini wrote all
her dreams in those small papers.
Next
moment, a mother’s heart cried out loud inside and an unknown fear shivered
her. Her daughter is dying each day and how hard it is for a mother to see her
daughter’s unfulfilled dreams. It’s God’s unkindness.
Doctor
gave 2 months time and no chance for 12-years old Ragini to survive the
dreadful disease.
It’s
CANCER!
I
was lost in my thoughts
When,
he came with a Flower
Kneel
down in front me
Expressed
his love and affection towards me
I purr…
Got up
from the chair and ignore him
And,
just walk away thinking
How cruel
and nasty
this boy is!
When
he cannot love the beauty of a flower on a tree
How can
he love me?
This
post is an initiative of 3WW
Week No. 441 and http://abcwednesday-mrsnesbitt.blogspot.co.nz/2015/08/f-is-for-fabulous-fabares.html
“Today
I will make sure that I throw away all his memories from my world”, Rima
said
“What are you saying? Are you serious?”
Payel remarked.
“Yes, I am, and I do not want his
memories to haunt me anymore”. Rima confirmed
From past few days, Rima was upset
because Sunny, her boyfriend was involved with another girl and she caught him
red-handed. The incident left her broken, but did not break her confidence.
She packed her bags and head out for Ladakh,
a solo trip, to taste the freedom of life and explore a “New Me” with more energy.
This is an initiative of 100 Words on Saturday
You never looked at Me
I never asked your Glance
Still,
Your are someone
I am in love with...
This post is an initiative of http://www.theme-thursday.com/2015/08/theme-thursday-for-august-13-2015.html
I can see a girl, but hardly can I recognize her
face in a rainy morning.
One thing that attracts me is her red lipstick.
It is sexy; it is sultry and makes me crazy every
time I see her red lips.
I chase her through the rain, but she vanishes
again.
And, opened my eyes just to take hold of the girl
in my dream!!!
This post is an initiative of
http://lilliemcferrin.com/five-sentence-fiction-lipstick/
The night is dark
My eyes are still open
So many tales to share
But, no one to hear
As morning kisses my eyes
I wear the smile
Gulp down my tales
Inside my little heart
Time flies…
My tales are still unheard
I am a mess
It's hard to control
But, no one to look at me
Deep inside
The night is dark
My eyes are still open!!
Days are so old in life
Pains are still fresh in heart
Searching...
serials of path
To overcome the old pains
of Life
But,
Pains are like barking dogs
Continuously haunting
In dreams...
Oh! God
Show the path
of Tranquility
Every word,
Every desire,
Every action,
of the World
Takes the soul
back to the pains
Heart wants to speak loud
However
Lips are mumbling
Words are missing
Oh! God Show the path
of Tranquility
And
Give back
THE HAPPY DAYS
Up above the sky
Full Moon
Why are you looking at me?
Filling my room
With your bright light
Come in my dream
&
Let me sleep
You remind me of my love
Whenever I look at you
Red Rose!
You remind me of time
I spend with my love
Whenever I look at you
Red Rose!
You remind me of my inner beauty
Whenever I look at you
Red Rose!
My nights are sweet and days are playful
Stay always.......
To bring smile on my face
Whenever I look at you
Red Rose!
Far more mistakes
I made
Each day is a pain
For me
My heart seems broken glass
Only left with
Bright pieces
On the floor
The moment
I put myself in
Comfortable Couch
I fall in the midst of
Other people's desire
Stare at my own face
Mirror express.....
You cannot blame anyone
It is no one's fault
Truly,
My heart seems broken glass
Only left with
Bright pieces
On the floor
I made
Each day is a pain
For me
My heart seems broken glass
Only left with
Bright pieces
On the floor
The moment
I put myself in
Comfortable Couch
I fall in the midst of
Other people's desire
Stare at my own face
Mirror express.....
You cannot blame anyone
It is no one's fault
Truly,
My heart seems broken glass
Only left with
Bright pieces
On the floor
