The Memory Lane

I can't figure out,
What's going in my head right now.
Never felt this way ever,
This certainly is the sure uncertainty,
Of what,
Future has got.
This time,
Some 20 days before a break,
Will always be travelled down,
The Memory Lane.
Not because its perfect,but
For its subtle imperfection.
When so many things will change.
We are all carefree and Unbound,
Princes and Princesses of,
Our own little world.
Have nothing to lose, and
Also nothing to die for.
Just little time left,
Before we are all set,
To enter the Mad Rat Race of,
Striving perfect Independent Lives.
Ambition, Power and Money.
Doesn't sound like a Dream, does it ?
Dunno what future has got,but
Certain things can be,
Certain in life, unlike all.
Loved ones will always,
Be by your side,
Helping you to figure out this life.
The chase will take us away,
For sure, But
Don't forget to live this "ONE" life.
I will always look out,
And will never let go,
Of what we have got.
Someday the chase will end.
Life would be perfect.
That day,
I would travel down,
The Memory Lane.
And smile,Thinking
I should have been,
The same.

Words Once Said

I have seen people together,

I have seen people drift apart.

I have seen them build life together,

I have seen them tearing each other’s life apart.

I have seen someone holding on.

I have seen others moving on.

I have known people who regret it forever.

I have heard them calling it ‘growing up’ altogether.

I don’t understand,

What people actually grow up to?

Numb souls,

Not affected by a thing?

Not crying for a loss,

Or smile for their happy life.

Such delightful beings,

Are so easily found.

People in our life,

Have become so replaceable.

Bonds are easily made, and

Also are broken with more ease.

If only ,

words could hold some values.

How can a person,

Not be with someone,

Even though ,

They once dreamed,

Of being together

Forever?

How can a person be replaced, and

Same words be spoken to,

A totally different person again.

A bundle of emotional needs ,

Sought out from some certain being.

Guess we are talking about some love thing?

If only ,

Words held some value.

If only,

Everyone could be honest with,

Words once said.

Love will find its real place.

Sleepy Dream

Sleep,Sleep

For you can be,

Really happy in your dream.

No one can keep you,

From being thoughtless,

For a little while.

Sleep,Sleep

For you can,

Find some real peace.

Away from worldly chaos,

You can spend,

Some real time with yourself.

Sleep,Sleep

For you can always.

Beam in your dream.

You feel nothing,

No pain,no tear

Sleep,Sleep

For no one can.

Really hurt you in your dream.

You can have,

Be,

Whatever You want..!

Sleep, Sleep

For who knows,

Everthing might seem alright,

Even for just a while.

If only Love could Save you !

You lived like a ,
Stray boat,
Moving aimlessly in,
The Ocean of life.
Nothing to care about,
Nobody to care for,
Nobody to be taken care by.
No life,No pain.
No loss, No gain.
You drifted with the wind,
Far from land,
From life.
One day you became,
Shelter of a drowning man,
He took you ashore along,
Brought in place your missing parts,
You never knew what it was like,
To be alive.
Now you ponder,
Were you meant to be his saviour,
Or was he?

All but Mist....

It’s always so sure,

It’s always so obvious.

Tomorrow will be another day,

And we will become a day older,

But it has always been about

What if?

Taking life for granted as we go,

Planning for things far ahead,

What a waste of time,

To be so sure of life.

Neither pessimism,

Nor the absence of hope.

Just faint realization,

We are just mere toys,

In the hands of creators.

Can look back in past,

Can plan for future, and

Waste the more worth present in it.

The choice is yours,

To be taken by the flow,

Of destiny,

With weak possibilities,

Or act in the present, and

Never regret a second.

Be someone,

Not just among everyone.

That someone who made,

Every second of his life,

Count,

Every act,

Worth being remembered,

That someone,

Who lived everyday,

But was too alive to be dead,

In any way.