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Wednesday, October 13, 2010

That's My Gal

she`s the gal that makes me smile
takes my breathe away for a while

i keep on looking at her like a jerk
but that look of her gives me perk

i could talk to some one in a rave
being with her is my novel crave

i know she is something, I've gotta class
smooth are her hair like dews on the grass

i could wake up in the morning so early
to see those black locks shining curly

her eyes i can see in the deepest mist
she is the last girl on my lingering list

intent to hold her palm and dance
under the lusty full moon lighted romance

her hug is just like a wing of dove
that's my gal, she is my love


Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Fed Up

I m fed up
I m fed up
I m fed up
I m fed up

I m fed up
of all those who stab on my back
I m fed up
of the streets that need track

I m fed up
of the love that is gone
I m fed up
of me for feelings not shown

I m fed up
of feeling unsatisfied
I m fed up
of kneeling down to triad

I m fed up
of the friends who don't help me
I m fed up
of people who love hating me

I m fed up
of family who is not even mine
I m fed up
of seeing the stupid sunshine

I m fed up
of my own anger and grief
I m fed up
of all those memories of disbelief

I m fed up
of seeing my sad face
I m fed up
of always loosing the race

I m fed up
of being always strong
I m fed up
of always being proved to be wrong

I m fed up
of this world, i wanna die
just some one comes to me
and loves, even if its a lie

I m fed up
of the world laughing at me
I m fed up
of people asking who is she

I m fed up
of hunting my own dreams
I m fed up
of waking up with screams

I m fed up
of sitting idly in chair
I m fed up
of the pain that i have to bear

I m fed up
of being nice and good
I m fed up
of always not being in mood

I m fed up
of all the blood on my head
I m fed up
of being good instead of bad

I m fed up
of being the light in the dark
I m fed up
of people who are killing the shark

I m fed up
I m fed up
I m fed up
I m fed up

I m fed up
of falling down in the well
I m fed up
who say all will end in well

I m fed up
of living in grief and remorse
now the world will see
the darkest cruelest horse

Friday, October 1, 2010

Sweet Love

sweet 16
sorrows in dust bin
beer in a tin
knowledge keen

merry go round
promises bound
heart beat sound
falling on ground

dirty seed
beats that bleed
love is need
but beg indeed

things were new
flowered dew
moments are few
i didn't cheat you

hazy grass
broken glass
out of class
she left alas!

eyes teared
souls feared
mind uncleared
death neared

come back please
remember the kiss
don't do this
god knows, i miss

you were the one
the only one
shine of the sun
u made me burn

see your life's file
and for a while
i need you to
just make me smile