FOREVER....

Thinking about you, 

Every moment of the day;

Thinking of something,
I could say.
To tell you,
How much I Love You;
So if I could just;
Just;

I don't know how?
I love you so much
It’s so hard to explain
But I do 

and it drives me insane,
to not have you;
and to feel this way,
It’s really hard,
I miss you babe;
You my love,
You are my everything;
My light, my world, my dream, my sweet girl.
I love everything about you;
Everything and more,
I love the lil' things you do,
which I so much adore,
Never,

Never will I find anyone;
close to you.
Never will I ever want;
to replace you,
I want you, 

only you forever;
Thats my need,
Don't want it any other way
I’ll beg on my knees,
cause its hard enough,
not having you now;
But in my heart,
your safe 

And sound you my dear;
My hug bear.
Everything I love about you;

Even today.
I swear
and if true love feels this way
then I'm drowning in a pool of it everyday.
I miss you my love;
Wishing that your were here,
So I could whisper one thing into your ear,
That would be so true and I would say that
I will be love you forever.

THE PLIGHT

I saw her in the supermarket yesterday. 

She was with her son. 

The time froze and 

I couldn't decide whether to say hi or to run. 

I was numb. 

My eye lids refused to shut. 

I was feeding of the sight. 

The blood just evaporated from my body.

The brain was captivated in the plight,

And my heart. 

My agile heart slowed down and skipped the beats. 

I could feel the life being sucked out of me. 

Hair tied up and held with a clutcher,

she looked just the same to me. 

The shining silver hair were silky as ever. 

I just wished if I could have her forever. 

My feet just refused to listen to my brain. 

Suddenly my heart started beating like a train. 

I could feel my throat dry and palms colder. 

Her son looked at me; 

as I was about to tap on her shoulder

he said, "papa could you hold on to mom until I settle the bill."

Prejudice or Patriotism

We were born slaves.

Enslaved by the rulers for ages,

soon after stepping out of the caves.

There were kingdoms all around,

there were rules that had us bound.

We obeyed all their orders, 

even if it meant killing brothers across borders.

It started with the Maurya dynasty and

continued till Brits left ghastly.

The nation was torn apart and

was forced to restart.

We were fooled in the name of freedom,

standing in its way would not be less than treason.

We are still the same herd,

controlled by the wolves and overlooked by a bird.

It was carried out in the name of democracy.

Not known to many but, it sounded classy.

In reality, it was nothing less than aristocracy.

Few were moral but, to many it was debauchery.

The scene today has completely changed,

the prey picks the predator,

the one that is not in close range.

Just trying to delay its own death.

The hero continues to martyr, as they obey the order.

Today they are killed within their own border.

The nation that once was home to communal harmony,

is now divided, scattered and lost in the religious cacophony.

Our mothers, sisters and daughters are appalled,

knowing that they are considered as meat and 

the names that they are called.

The belief is pruned and doubt is rooted.

The yin is garnered and yang is uprooted.

But somewhere there is a frail thread of hope,

the thread that once was as strong as a rope.

That the chivalry in the people will transcend,

and lead us, to put an end. 

We will catch hold the wolves and the bird,

tame them and no longer be slurred.

It is not prejudice that runs in our blood,

Patriotism it is and we announce it with a thud.