Strong ones never give up for they know that success comes after a thousand one failures.
Shore can wait
As it can see
That the waves
Have no other
Place to go.
So is the case
With every true lover
For the heart knows
That the beloved
Will only return to one place:
To the lover’s arms.
Where else can lovers find home
In this whole wide world
Except in each other’s presence.
Chains are used to bond prisoners
So that they escape not away.
See you not how strange it is
That by the mere charm of your eyes
You have made a slave out of me
Bonded to you forever.
There is no escape now
There is no place to take refuge
After having been intoxicated
By the wine that flows from those magical eyes.
Drunk upon you
I now wander from street to street.
Just to get a glimpse of you again
Has now become my only concern.
I swear that this entire world could be made a captive
Just by the sheer glance of those eyes.
This blog was something that came out randomly to record the happenings of my inner world and to write down every silly, weird, unspoken thought of my messed up mind.
Wish I had all the time in this world to pen it out but much of the feelings, emotions and thoughts are left untouched - just a tip of the iceberg this place is….
And this is not just my case but rather the case with every soul on earth. What we reveal, what we speak, what we share with others is just a drop from the ocean which we all keep inside us. That which is happening within is not getting enough opportunities to come out of us.
So this blog is nothing but my private notebook where I write out randomly with my silly inspirations - nothing pre-planned, no preparations - JUST RAW.
Hence, I guess RANDOM XPRESSIONS is quite OK :)
Any alternate suggestions? Come on :D
(just saying coz Im not gonna change the blog name) ;-)
Love to me was nothing more than words
Beautifully paraphrased to form odes & poetic expressions.
Love to me was like a child’s play
That I considered it to be as simple as uttering rhymes.
From a distance love looked so magnificent
From a distance it looked so sweet
But one who has stepped into it knows for sure
That it is no garden of rose petals
But a bush full of thorns
One who has experienced it knows it well
That it is no soothing water to quench our thirst
But a raging fire that will burn your entire self
Such that lover has no identity left
And only the beloved is the one who remains
For that is what love eventually does.
Lost in the beloved’s pleasure
Lover has no other desire left
Engulfed in the thought of pleasing the beloved
No other thought enters his head.
If pain is the only gift that the beloved has to give
Then all that the lover does is to welcome it
With a smile on his face.
What a strange madness is this
Even pain and hurt begins to become dearer
As long as it comes from the beloved one.
World has separated time into two:
Between day and night
Lovers like me have separated time into two:
Between moments of union and separation.
Life is when you are around
And I sense your skin’s sweet fragrance
And when I see your beautiful face
And when I hear you laugh which is more soothing than the rain falling down.