"INGENUOUSLY INNOCENT "
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Mistake of my life
hello was hard
hello was hard
u didnt know what to say
you looked at me
but i looked the other way
i blushed every time i saw you
u talked to me everyday
u smiled u laughed u cared
u didnt want me to look away
u finally talked to me and made me ya friend
we promised each other our friendship would never end
i dont know why but after some time
you stopped talking to me and left me cryin
you went too far snapping all the cords
you left me in a quandry why you behaved so odd
do tell me if i was a bad friend
do tell me if you expected something more
do tell me everything thats on ya mind
do tel me and please dont ignore
dont you remember how we used to play
when i was about to leave
you always wanted me to stay
dont you even recollect those days
dont you even retrospect those days
though i wish you all the success in life
and pray that your life always go great guns
but i want u to know that
the word "friend" itself now scares me
and i am wary of making new ones
cosmos conspires
to hide the signs of solitude
But for oft when on my bed i recline
I get in touch with that pensive mood
I wonder why God does this with me
when i am innocous to every1 else
wondering what all i could have achieved but missed
just coz luck never rang my doorbells,
It appears to me that no1 likes me
even my "friends" dont ever care
Apparently teaming with those opposing me
thy omnipotent almighty is also there
Wish i could 4get uwish i could forget you
i wish i had never met you
i would never cry when you didnt pick up my calls
i would never curse my life that seemed like cages walls
i would never weep inside when u werent there 4 me
i wouldnt care 2 tell u my happy sorrow moments and would let it be
i wouldnt need ur help nor ask u what to do
i wish only if i could forget you
i'd never have to pretend 2 be happy outside when you turned your back
i'd never pray that it was ur call, everytime my phone rang
it would never matter to me whenever you said adieu
i would never want you to know that my platonic affection for you has always been true
but i only wish if i could forget you
yes i do wish if i could forget you
.....
why do i miss u?
even more than you do
although my mind is overwhelmed with several such questions
but my heart has never been sceptical
heart does not believe on my own mind
that demands my heart to be practical
my heart insouciant to my own mind, is unwaveringly loyal to you
it wants to be ignorant and blissful than know whats true
it un dignifies the very question in my mind 'why i miss you'
you dont have attachment for my heart and its gonna cry when it realises this
but my heart is smart and perhaps knows that ignorance itself is bliss
so it ignores when you dont call and all the misbehaviour you do
and then it believes the otherwise implausible clarification that afterwards ensue
i dont know if you have attachment for me and i dnt know whats true
i neither know nor want to know why do i miss you
why do i miss you
....
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