Saturday, August 21, 2010

the tired eyes of a frustated blogger

its 2:30 in the morning and m still trying to solve this mystery of a goddamn blog.............wat d hell should my first blog me......burning kashmir, raped northeast, brutalized naxals or wonderful undercover commonwealth games played by politicians................well m not hopelessly pessimist. I do want to write somethin that makes me proud of this nation on the eve of the 63rd independence den r we really one???
dreary eyes kidnapped by the spirit of insomnia can c nothing far away than the wonderfully laid bed infront of gosh....its my first blog day.......want to call myself a blogger to write somethin.....

So thus the pied piper begins with his lil message of love......a song dedicated to all the beating hearts.......a song written by me way back in the spring of 2002........"for someone"

The Love Song

Waiting for you in the mist of blue,
Shrouded in the veil of dew;
Hoping that you would come to me,
With your soul bathed in the love of sea.

But as I stood stranded there,
In the hope of your coming here;
Found none, but your image afar;
Entering my soul with your touch of warmth.

Closed my eyes in search of a dream,
A fleeting dream which caught my hold;
Soothed me as her hands did,
Taking me to a land where we planted our love seed.

As the morning rays touched my heart,
Radiantly shining in the heat of your love;
Kissing me as if she was here,
Making me impatient in the wait of her love.

As the evening crept in with its silence,
Making me remember our moments behind the fence;
And smiling away at how time went,
And asking myself, if this was how our love began.

The silence of the valley was now captivated by the chilly night,
Where the moon above smiled at my impatient fight;
A fight against the truth of destiny,
To bring you back from the world beyond the horizon of life.

At last my wait ended,
With the twinkle of yours high above the sky;
Merging among the cluster of stars,
But yet twinkling with an essence of love.

As I strolled back to my home,
With a picture of yours in the corner of my mind;
To start a new wait for you again,
Shrouded in the veil of tears and in the mist of sorrow.

Well I presume the tales of the pied piper had just begun...........

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