Feeling Down & Blue

i swallowed my pride

and came to you

my broken heart - in hand

to let you know

what i was goin' thro'

so you would understand

how much Love

was in my heart

and the reasons i was blue

lately we've been

growin' apart

and i was missin' you

i pleaded with you

to think about

all that we have been

if you wanted us to make it

or if we were at the end

you said nothing

it seems you left

the matter up to me

that was my answer

so i'll just

let it be

it took me back a bit

it really had me

goin' out my mind

when i needed you

you became

so hard to find

what kind of Love 

could be inside

that secret heart in you

what kind of Love

could leave me

feelin' down and blue

i tried to tell you

hopin' you would ease my pain

i tried to tell you

tryin' not to go insane

to make matters bad

you heard what i said

i guess you told me silent-ly

before i tried to tell you

Rainbow flash:)

once i looked at rainbow,
it was raining so hard, i can hardly hear myself think,
it was a lonely day, that one morning,
i would fall asleep, skies so clear,
i wake up in the middle of the night,
find myself smoking cigar, outside i go, 
lord that rain drop i felt, hit my right arm
once i looked at rainbow,
it was raining so hard, i can hardly hear myself think,
it was a lonely day , that morning,

it was raining so hard, streets of rivers,
just tiring to find my way,
once i looked at rainbow,
differently that rainbow looked today

8/23/12 10.45pm cross

mysterious woman

One evening, the shopkeeper was about to close up for the night when he realized there was still one customer left in his store. It was a pale and thin young woman in a filthy dress. Shewas standing silently in the corner, and seemed to be waiting for him to notice her. The shopkeeper asked the young woman what he could do for her. She would not look him in the eye and, without a word, stepped forward to the counter. She extended her arm and pointed at the refrigerator behind the counter where the storekeeper kept his milk bottles. The storekeeper picked up a bottle of milk and set it upon the counter. The girl pointed again to the refrigerator, so he removed a

second bottle of milk and set it on the counter as well. Suddenl;y, the shopkeeper heard something fall off a shelf behind him. When he turned back around, he was shocked to see the young woman had disappeared, along
with the two bottles of milk. He checked the door of his shop and found it was still locked. Then he searched around the store, but there was no sign of the mysterious woman. The next day, just at closing time, the young woman in the filthy dress appeared again, almost out of nowhere. One moment the store was empty and the next moment she was standing at the counter pointing at the refrigerator. This time two empty milk bottles sat on
the counter. The storekeeper looked into her hollow eyes and saw streaks and stains from many tears making paths in the dirt on her face. He was a compassionate and generous man and he knew that this young woman was in need of help. So he took two new bottles of milk and set them on the counter for her. Then he turned his back to allow the poor young woman an opportunity to leave without having to pay. He never heard thedoor open or close, but when he turned around again, she was gone. On the third day the storekeeper was determined to find out who this woman was and what her circumstances might be. It was possible he could give her husband a small job sweeping out the store or stocking the shelves. Again, just before closing time, the young woman appeared out of nowhere and stood pointing at the refrigerator. The storekeeper put two more bottles of milk on the counter and tried to ask the woman some questions. Just as he was about to speak, the cash register drawer flew open and fell to the floor. When the storekeeper ooked up again, the woman had gone.
This time he was determined to find out more about her, so helocked up the store and took off down the road leading out of town. He caught a glimpse of her up ahead as she turned off the road and walked down an old
overgrown path. He followed her, creeping through the woods until the path led him to the town cemetery. The cemetery gate stood open and he heard a strange sound coming from inside. He followed the sound deeper and
deeper into the cemetery until he reached the newest graves. Now he could hear the sound clearly. It was the distinct sound of a baby crying. What terrified him was that it was coming from beneath him. Standing over a fresh grave with no headstone to mark it, he could plainly hear the cries of a baby growing louder and louder. Grabbing a nearby shovel he began to excavate the shallow grave and soon reached a wooden
coffin. Falling to his knees and scraping the dirt aside, he tore open the coffin's lid. There before him lay the dead
body of a young woman. The same young woman in the torn and filthy dress who had visited his store three times. Her skin was grey and her eyes were just hollow sockets, and in her arms was a cold and hungry baby, still alive and crying. And in the coffin beside the baby stood two empty milk bottles.

Take me as i am...

किताबों के पन्ने अक्सर ज़िन्दगी बन जाते हैं,
जो कभी ना छप पाए वो कहानी कह जाते हैं

ake me as I am, right now, at this very second.
I’m not going to tell you no or stop you
See I may not be the affectionate type
I really don’t know how to love
But if you give me one chance
I’ll learn
I’ll learn how to make you happy
I’ll learn how to make you feel loved
I’ll learn how to be the one that you want to wake up to each day
I’m not the giving type
But I want to give you myself wholly completely and entirely
I’m not sure how to do this
But if you take me, I’ll learn.
And I’ll completely be yours.
Just take me. Please take me.

crap!!!once u may call it but only once.....

 it was long time for myself to regenerate from sleepy crapes.whenever we people see our self  in between clauses of barrier it becomes automatically a difficult task to outh yourself  brighter from deep shit like sourness of sea where we used to stay long hour's to see waves and pathetic character of sea. kind of water which gives mental peace but neither we drunk it nor use it..

these three months passed so enormously form my sick life and learning's are just to be what you are for yourself no one steal your values from your character.  since i completed my first step toward glory of life,i used to listen all those things which i never imagined and gosh its happening ...on one fine day someone told me "sapne to bs kadam bhar ki duri pe hote hain bs  kadam ladkhadane mt dena ". dunno actually why he told these wording to me but what he said was completely explained and true .

it takes to much endurance when people undervalued your capability and makes your piquant image as a looser, in these three months i've experienced each and every single feelings of  looser.

  

       

india shining --->>> lying within bitter truth.