Alive Yet...

The wonderful season of showers,
that touched my heart
and gave the feel of yours
making me know that you were with me...
The warmth that held my hand long,
singing the love song,
looking ahead in the future,
peace of mind did prolong...

So wonderful were the days...
When I loved to be drenched to the skin,
and feel your presence when
sky turned pink,
So wonderful were the days...
When your words touched my heart,
as you wispered in my ear,
that you love me!

The same season of showers...
but no warmth in drops,
I dint let them touch my face for years now...
but today... they touched me...
they touched my eyes making them wet...
I knew i wont feel the warmth of your presence,
but the tears did that on your behalf,
provided me the feel of being alive yet!

"Tarni"

Tears...

Sometimes I feel alone...
and tears come out of my eyes,
I allow them to flow...
but ask them to stop before sunrise.

My eyes hides the tears...
as in the day sky hides its stars,
just like in the sunlight the
king of night looses its power.

I try to keep myself happy
and smiling as much as I can,
but couldnt control myself in
this world of selfish man.

The day passes with all the
hard work and hard time,
The night approaches and now
my tears are again not mine.

They again starts flowing
down on my cheeks saying
"We dont want to be your,
so please just let us go"
"we will never come back and
wish your life to always
furnish and grow"


"Tarni"