pRiNcEsS lOsT In HeR oWn WoRlD...

2006-01-03T03:11:00.000-08:00

Show them something incredible. It's only ever okay. Show them something regular. For some reason its a masterpeice. Show them something different. It's all the same to them. Show them something similar. It's beyond unique again!
Ive raised the bar one too many times. I can't stand another tear to fall upon these strings. Never good enough to try my hardest. Not one more fall of shame to douse these keys. Just dont give up. Don't let in. Don't let thier blinded views sink in. What should I say? What can I do? The hints that will ever work are so far away and few! Where will I go? When will I see? These foolish dreams are beating me...... down.
Crumble upon the ash. Shatter upon the stone. Fade the image upon the contrast and twist to counter the tone. Wash away the glass. Throw it upon the dirt. To life this is only a threat, but to death this is but a flirt! Point me in the direction. Push me along the way. Tell me to ramble on about my silence only when there's nothing there to say.

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2005-12-22T04:57:00.000-08:00

It’s an eternal inscrutability
Which twinges within me
My comrade -my dreams
Forcing me to fall for it

It’s so virtuous yet bewildering
My essence is soaking in it
My shadow –my Siamese twin
Helping me to dissolve in it

It’s a celestial blessed trust
Forcing me to saunter with it
My heart – The raison d'être
Which tinkles within me

Giving me a mysterious spark of hope
To breathe within it…

Slowly

2005-12-11T09:52:00.000-08:00

Slowly
Whisper in my ears
Deeply
Touch my heart
Quickly
Take me out of this illusion
I will
Touch the zenith
Let me
Spread my wings
To fly high
Slowly…

Life n Death

2005-12-09T20:56:00.000-08:00

The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another. (By: James Matthew Barrie, Sr.)
What is Life? I always ask this question to myself when I’m all alone. The deepest thoughts arrive in your mind…when you are alone…n lonely. Life is full of complexity and apprehension…but happiness, smile, prayer; trust is also some ingredients of life. Some says Life is like an ice cream, enjoy it before it melts…is really Life an ice cream? Haha…Well, according to me Life is just Life…it cant be compared with other man made stuffs. Life can’t be described in any single line. Some says life’s a Mirage, an illusion…But Life’s a reality…how it can be an illusion? Life’s a lovely gift given to us by the almighty. You are not here merely to make a living. You are here in order to enable the world to live more amply, with greater vision, with a finer spirit of hope and achievement. You are here to enrich the world, and you impoverish yourself if you forget the errand. When everything in life runs smoothly, our life becomes a bunch of flowers with smoothing fragrance. Everything around us becomes colorful. And life becomes irritating when the things doesn’t go our way, we pull our hair, becomes fuming, downbeat feelings surrounds us, even some of us suicides …but by doing this, they harm themselves and their close ones…They think life is not fair to them…but they don’t know life is fair in every condition. The biggest philosophers and persona even didn’t able to solve the puzzle of life, so how can we able to? So we should just enjoy life as it comes our way. People go to palmists and saints, to know, now what is in our life ahead? But they don’t know, we are the one to build our destiny. Tears, pain, anger…this is the part of our life…bitter past make our future sweeter. We should be glad of life because it gives us the chance to love and to work and to play and to look up at the stars. Many people are afraid of death…but what’s to be afraid from the death? It is the last chapter of our life…and we should be happy. Talking about me, I felt DEATH from very near…I’ve touched DEATH from very closely…I’m not the same Sanjana, which I used to be 1 year back…in these 1 year…I’ve experienced many things…very Closely. I remember when I used to cut myself…life was very bad to me. But now I’m used to such situations…now I know, how to handle these situations. I have no fear from death. Lol, its like my friend. Now I smile just to make other smile and just for my family!!! And still I’ll say Life’s good, because all these good and bad things are part of life. Anyway…
Dying is an integral part of life, as natural and predictable as being born. But whereas birth is cause for celebration, death has become a dreaded and unspeakable issue to be avoided by every means possible in our modern society. Perhaps it is that in spite of all our technological advances. We may be able to delay it, but we cannot escape it. We, no less than other, nonrational animals, are destined to die at the end of our lives. And death strikes indiscriminately- it cares not at all for the status or position of the ones it chooses; everyone must die, whether rich or poor, famous or unknown. Even good deeds will not excuses their doers from the sentence of death; the good die as often as the bad. It is perhaps this inevitable and unpredictable quality that makes death so frightening to many people. Especially those who put a high value on being in control of their own existence are offended by the thought that they, too care subject to the forces of death. (By: Elisabeth Kubler-Ross )
…Any ways this is my idea for life…everybody has different views for the so-called Life.

I Am The Life…

2005-12-07T20:31:00.000-08:00

I am the whiff, which dissolves in the zephyr
To make it aromatic
I am the innocence, which prevails on a newborn’s heart
To make mother pure
I am the dream, which is soul’s biggest treasure
To make him achieve his desire
I am the love, which prevails between two couples
To make them feel magical
I am the song, which cuckoo sings
To make the world dance
I am the tear, which live in the eyes
To make the smile more cheery
I am the feeling, trust, and music…

I am the LIFE.

Heaven

2005-12-06T02:44:00.000-08:00

Dissolved in the air
Feeling so light
Like a bird
I am flying so high
With the dreams in my eyes
Can’t believe it
I am in heaven
Named as number seven
Everything is sweet n pretty
Just like I’ve ever imagined…

This poem is written by me, i've recently started writing poems, so your comments will b very precious or me...all the good n bad comments on my poems are welcome :)

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2005-11-08T22:22:00.000-08:00

Moon was shining. Sky was overflowing with gems. All could I see is splendid work done by Mother Nature. Birch trees touching the zenith, the engaging accent of cuckoos filled me with allure and bliss. Dews on roses made me forget their thorns. The green rug, blue sheet and scented zephyr made me felt like princess. I felt like, I attained nirvana.

This vista became divine, when he came close to me. He pushed me gently, he kissed me softly, and each pores of my body became aromatic. I lost myself. I lost my soul. I laid in his arms. I felt no fear, no pain, and no worry. I wanted to be in his arms forever and ever.

But, destiny had something else for me in his hands. The almighty wanted to test me. He wanted to play a game with me, a cruel game of fate. My eyes were still, but wanted to tell lots of things to my adored. I was forced to be quiet. But my soul cried inside. I was dying within. A tear rolled down. His hands were on my cheeks. His eyes were asking many questions to me. But, I was again forced to be quiet. Why? Why deity? Why you doing this to me? My only possession is to breathe with him, is to be devoted to him. Then why? Why I have to leave him? Why I have to go away from him? Why? I didn’t have any answers to my questions. I don’t want to lose him. I just don’t want to lose him. Then why? Why I am forced? My life became misery. There was no rose, but only prickles. Now I want those dews. But I can’t get any. My dew is missing. My life is going away from me. And I can’t do anything.

What should I do to save him? He was lying there. He wanted to speak, but I wanted to cry. I cried and just cried. What a destiny I got. I have to lose that person for whom I cared a lot. I smiled. But there was just pain, anger, and loneliness in my heart. His spirit is in heaven watching me crying. Yes, I can still hear him. I can still feel him. He was asking me to smile and make this world smile. I am doing so. My love, I am doing so.
Now, he will always live in my heart. Moon is still shining. Sky still holds jewels. Breeze is still scented. But divinity is lost.