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Monday, 18 February 2013

She, a simple woman




She, a simple woman,
Who love to be loved...
She, a honest woman,
Who know's the meaning of love and care..
Her life was not smooth at all...
So she knows "what life is..
She stands on her feet..
When life showed her the real face.

It was not really easy to stand in crowd.
With a different attitude or meaning of life.
For others she is proudy..
For her family she become the shadow..
She never wants to regret in life..
So she enjoyed life along with responsibilities...
She, a good listener to her friends..
She, a well adviser for situations.
For those who know her..
She is different but sweet..
They say, she has a big heart..
Which seen rarely.

She was always at gun point for.
What to wear, how to walk n talk..
Even though she made her own space ..
By fighting with her own rules..

She can easily hide her tears..
If her smile makes u happy..
She can tightly hold her hungry..
If her food make u satisfy..
She worries about your sleep..
With non blinked eyes in whole night.
 
She hurted in many ways ..  many times. 
But still she love to be loved.
You may have seen her in your life..
Closely watch your mom or sis or friend. 
You can see the reflection of a fighting woman..
Yes..that's she.. who I said about..

My Morning



Another morning... Another hope
Snoozing time reminded me...
Yes.. its morning
Rays of Sun kissed on my cheek and said "good morning".
I wonder about the night,
which left me with unfilled dreams. It's my morning..
let me welcome her with a sweet smile. 
I know my path is not gonna easy, but let me pray which make me stronger.
 Yes.. its my morning.
It always wake me up,
 with a lot of unanswered questions..
 I wished to follow the moon, 
who ran away with my dreams.
A lot of words were danced in front of my eyes 
 Like the lightening of nature
Someone whispered in my ears 
" your dream is hidden in your work... 

Let me kiss my responsibilties...
Like she never let me go alone..
Let me hug my humanity...
Which make me feel I'm alive.
Let me value my time..
That help me to flow true tense
Let me smile...
What is called the symbol of love
So its my morning..

Dream







He left her because, her dreams are high.
She didn't complained or blamed him...
But her tears has to say another story ...
Which he couldn't see ever...
Searching deeply into her eyes..

Once he asked..
I think, u love ur dreams than anything..
She smiled with her twinkling eyes 
Yes .. I do.. my Dream is my life.

She didn't know the reason behind his questions..
Days flyed away, she didn't know everything changed...
Because she was happy with her same dreams.
He has gone away into his own world.
She couldn't understand why...?
Bcz he never asked her "what's your dream?
If he asked, he would know it..
The unbeaten truth .. he was her dream...
And still she loves her dream.