Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Someone special...

He seemed to be tensed,
Frantic to finish his work,
All his frustrations fenced,
Between the norms that lurk.

Lines of dismay appeared as a frown,
Beads of efforts seemed to make him drown,
His hands faced the sheets in fear,
The air so fragile with the deadline near.

I wanted to go upto him,
And place my arms around,
Tell him 'Its not end of the world'
And remind him that he isn't duty bound.

But I didn't know how to approach,
Or tread across the thin ice,
I feared breaking a barrier,
A barrier that shouldn't demise

So,I started to retreat,
Still wondering when we could meet,
When I saw him reach behind,
Pulling out his memories of time.

He looked at the stills of life,
which suddenly brought an exuberant smile,
The smile that I longed to see,
The smile that made me believe.

I pondered at the cause of change.
A slight turn left me deranged,
For he was looking at his family,
Something that brought a flutter within me.

It was then I realized the worth,
Of the Largest gestures to the smallest of words,
And At that moment,a familiar feeling,among the rest,stood above.
An urge to tell him,' Dad, you're always loved'.

Life..

Living in a world of mistakes,
I can see hope in all the fake,
Living to see another day,
Hoping to feel another ray.

The sorrows that bring us down,
The pain in which we drown,
Seem to vanish with a single smile,
Bringing out the happier side.

The irony of life is itself,
Seeking to find light when deaf,
Dreaming about castles in heaven,
All reality and monotony forgotten.

Imagine the world were to stop,
stop at a moment which we despise,
Would we apply all that was taught,
To bring back a life that would suffice.

Thinking and toiling under the cloud
What use is it if we are proud,
Getting Thru'life seems to be our aim,
In the end,satisfied or drained isn't based on the money or fame.

So,move on with your dreams,
Even if they seem bleak,
A day will come to face,
The rewards as beautiful as a clean lake.