And then there was love....

Never one to believe in a good thing
The world made me a skeptic
Never thought that I would be someone
to talk about love and all it's magic

Other men said they have seen angels
To me it always seemed a lie
Other men said they'd felt true love
Which again, had seemed a lie

But then I met God's most beautiful creation
And let's not even discuss the implication
Her voice, making me tremble inside
Her smile, making my imagination to go wild

I wanna know her for who she is
And if it's me that she loves
If she can love me as the person who loves her
Or go past the brackets that I'm in
To feel true love that comes,
Deep from within.

The Best Years Of Our Lives...

All the days we spent together, 
are a thing of the past.
I shed a tear thinking,
forever they would last.
This verse is recited in hope
a broken soul would mend.
But why do all the good things,
in life come to an end?

Without you all my life would be,
just so incomplete.
Without all those memories
this heart would fail to beat.
Forget all your quarrels,
& all the hate and strife
We shall all remember
That these were, the best days of our lives.

Walking by those hallways
those memories come flashing by
coloured by your vibrant hues,
they'll never fade to black.
And all the songs we've sung together,
moments that we've made.
We'll cherish them together,
Look back and celebrate

Thank you for all those memories
These were, indeed, the best days of our lives 

Life, As We Know It...

Life as we know it is ever so confusing
Always making you wonder what the truth is
Leaves you wondering what you really have to be
Be complex or just stick to simplicity?
Should I be good, or is being bad okay?
Is this life really going my way?

If this is a game, am I winning or losing?
And if it's a movie, why isn't it amusing?
As I move forward, should I unlearn as I go?
Or do I need to keep whatever I'm letting go?

What will it take for me to believe in me?
And realize my true potential by seeing what I fail to see
Do I have the strength compete with life one on one?
And do I just keep walking till the day that I am gone?

Looking for that perfect song...

I guess this must be the right time to say
There's another place to which I must sail away
I know you need me to be around
But I need inner peace which is nowhere to be found

I wonder why the music faded away
And my emotions, they came out to play
I keep walking to find that perfect song
But I wonder why it's taking so damn long

Seems to me no matter what I do
The colour of emotion will always stay blue
Why can't I seem to fill that void?
Or maybe I'm just paranoid

Sorry for all the pain that I've caused
Things would've been better if only I had paused
To take a good look inside of me
and tell you that you're better off free

I'll always keep looking out for that perfect song
And the feeling of being somewhere I belong
I know it's about time that we clear the air
So finally to you I lay my soul bare

Walking down a rocky road

Walking down a rocky road,
With darkness surrounding me.
Why do I feel like a captive,
When my heart tells me that I'm free?
Enslaved by the thought,
That the road ahead might be endless.
And the visions of the crowds,
laughing at my weary face?

All that I had owned went by
like the ticking hours.
What does one do when everyone betrays you?
When you've got nothing, and no one to turn to.
You just keep on walking.
And this song you just keep on singing.

Been walking all my life
with a determination in mind.
Working hard
through the distance of time.

Used to believe in myself,
and did what seemed right.
But the lines they are so hazy now,
Can't tell the wrongs from right.

Following the truth and never
turning to temptation from others,
Never turned like the many
often losing my brothers.

As they fall for the easy wrong,
I've been sticking to my guns
And time and again,
Proving that I'm strong.

Mr. Rainbow Bunny Man

I've got a question for you
Mr. Rainbow bunny man
What happened to you
and your master plan?


Why are you not up in the air
like you should be?
What are you doing here on earth
looking like a deserted tree?


You used to be colourful
Where did all your hues go?
You're becoming an ordinary bunny
With fur that's white as snow.


Just like the others
You're selling yourself out
You're a conformist
and that's said without a doubt.


You said you would build
a society in utopia
But soon your vision was
hampered by myopia


You bring your new ideas
amidst the clouds of smoke
But once it all settles
you're nothing but a joke.


P.S.: Thank you Kunal Datta, for making me give my mind some exercise!!

Unsung Lover

I could be the best there could be,
But that won't make me good enough
For you to see me.

I could be the brightest star in the sky,
But you'll never even try
To figure out why.

I could croon
The most melodious tune,
And you'd never even know
It was sung for you.

On an empty canvas
I'd paint the deepest red
But it won't ever mean
The words I wish I could have said.

Coz I just can't seem
To find a way to mean
The way I feel about you
And what the sound of your voice can do


And so I hope
When I hold you close
Somehow it shows
It's me you chose!