INNOCENCE LOST
Who am I?I wonder if everyone in this paranoic world is asking the same question to their lost souls.Is my life going to be worthwhile,am i going to do anything good,will my life be fruitful,will my karma be good,will i be able to face god without any fear when i go up there?.....I myself dont know,but my soul wonders that if god granted me this life then what does he expect .Am i expected to lead a noble life or am i expected to help the needy or am i expected to feed the hungry or should i just be self concerned and increase my materialistic wants,needs and desires.The world worships those who own highly expensive materialistic things ranging from your car to your cellphone ,from the brand of your clothes to the diamond in your ring. Its a materialistic world after all,and innocence is lost.Demons are disguised as angels...and with every step you take Mr.Betrayal is waiting for you,but still the god in me whispers "Life is full of pitfalls,good people are always tested,remember you know what is good and what is bad for you,so give life your best shot because one day a miracle will happen for you too" AMEN
I WONT LET YOU GO
T his is a very sensitive subject, about a girl who loved her father truly, madly, deeply. The father and girl lived in their own world and they led a very beautiful fairy tale life until life's biggest reality(death) knocked at their door. PAPA-- I WONT LET YOU GO I remember the time Papa when the doctor placed me in your arms, the time you caught my finger and taught me how to walk.......... The time my teacher handed you my report card and i remember how proud you felt, The time you slapped me for opting the wrong way to score high in my exams, The time when you hugged me when i i got my first job, The time when you cried , when you were kissing me goodbye and sending me away to my new life, my new world and all you said was ''Be MY GOOD GIRL.'' The time you blessed me for now i was a mother myself. The time i would come running to you again and every time I came I noticed more and more wrinkles on your face. And now is the time Papa when you're lying on this hospital bed, you can't walk, you can't talk, for the first time you don't seem so strong, Mom is alone up there and she calls for your soul but i won't let her, Where are all those jokes which brought me laughter, Where are those hands that protected from that nasty man, Show me ''THE LITTLE MERMAID'' on your cd rom.
PAPA NO MATTER WHAT.............. I WON'T LET YOU GO.(ps-i wrote this poem when i was in my 10th standard.....at that time my grand father had passed away....i realised how much i love my father)
What would venus say to mars ?
Dear Mars,
I was not born to carry on an endless love affair. Both love and life should have a clear purpose.I know at times i brood for no reason at all but i was born to sink.I undergo inexplicable sadness and loneliness for no reason at all. Even the greatest good news cannot jolt me into a joyful smile,not until the mood has passed away. when you see me you realize that peace lies in my enduring smile...after a fight when you come and say hello to me again all the words get stuck like a lump and all i can do is smile silently. I know the trembling between us is still there..the knowing is there...the intimacy is there,its time for the second chorus,with old familiar melody,but new lyrics.
love,
VENUS.
