In Pursuit of Love

End to a perfect day Outside the car, I wait Are we meeting as friends or is this our very first date I was puzzled what to wear I decided my trusty black shirt and messy hair Winter blossoms and winds get cold Uncertain as to what this evening might hold Then she appears, radiating as she walks Her voice so child-like when she talks I open the door and she smiles again From there on our special night begins Little anxious, I understood she was nervous Hair in a knot, legs crossed looking serene on the surface I believe my words were flattering as I described her what I thought I couldn't lie she looked gorgeous in the moonlit dark Then her pink lips turned to a familiar smile On that face, my eyes kept fixated for a while The knot opens, she lets down her hair Forgive my manners, I can’t help but stare It must have been rude, so I started stealing glances Who knew we would connect so easily, what were the chances I notice the little glint in her eyes ...

I don't want to write, but I have pen in my hand... I don't want to tell the world what I had planned.. I don't want reveal about our life mysteries... I don't intend to hang on to talks of past or histories...

Troubled thoughts and writes block, He searched for his mystic muse Inspiration came as desert rains No words a poet could use Now words were his happiness, And stories were his crown Depression stole both away In the darkened night he drowned

Why did she lie I wish you didn’t lie Or hurt me this bad But took a lying dagger And your target was my heart I tried to block with love But you had too much strength Was it your pretty face? Or the pretty lies you pretend.

Emotions Though they say, one express best, on going through some harsh times. The polychromatic life puts you through test, You are left with no situation that rhymes! Those harsh moment, when one loses credence. They don't see fear, but call the act as craven! expecting love, but are left with grievance, And you get atrocities, as they flock around like raven.

Women, one of the most beautiful art created I wanted to write a poem some words that rhyme Though I wanted to be simple, but something sublime My hearts you swindle and my words now intertwined I Compliment each girl’s beauty within these lines You’re an angel from above, perfection close enough Powerless to resist, you have become my drug You cry on goodbyes, those tears never too shy When you wipe your woes away, my world beautifies

Confession Of Love You look tired, yet your smile is bright Finally I have you alone as we drive in the night Roads are dark and empty, my mind clustered with one thought I start with how beautiful you look to me; words are all I have got I know how you feel about me, and I hate this time to be right I want to be with you for eternity, and I won’t give up without a fight

As I walk forward leaving a part of me back here Pacing my every step as I go, You couldn't comprehend that I left Or what would life be now that I gone, I want to turn back take one last look But there isn't any light left that use to glow, So I leave you now, breaking your heart But it is not up to me to stay or go.

Endless love is a poem by which emphasis on selfless love, to love through time and beyond  Someday, I think, I think I may Call you up, just to hear your voice I only know, how my   heart breaks With the steps that you had to take Keeping me out of your life I just hope now you aren’t alone When I am out of your life Out of your mind  Somehow these   memories   become better with time To which I hold dearly Which  you could now see, but once you were blind , Whenever I lie that ‘don`t worry I am fine’

A interesting poem showing a disillusioned life of a house wife Woke up this morning trying to open my eyes A little light shined from the cracks in the sky You lay there peacefully on the other side Few moments of silence are bliss Before we criticize and fight And I wonder How many more miles to go in this thing called life?

I sit here revive memory of past life The days we spent together When we had nothing but one other And you were all that I could call mine Now few things comes back Like waves to the shore They ways that I neglect The ways I took you for granted The assumptions of you always be there And then I fell from your grace which I didn’t wanted

A conversation between Man and God.  God where are you ?  MAN: What do you think God; still have a place for me? I am worried I have lost my soul But wasn’t success my eternal goal If money gets me closer to you, money I shall make I haven’t seen my soul yet, which is on stake Fake through the life another lies I make You can call me anytime but still you wait Another obstacle I cry your name in vain

Immortalize your memories Love is not something which so easily erodes it leaves a huge amount of residue which are called memories You are gone now and I haven't seen you since But I would see you again, I was convinced I keep heading to that route where we usually met I have to return few memories, those which I have kept When I saw you You were happy and I was still sad I put a brave face but you were still mad

Poem: Don't talk to strangers Poetry is an art form of storytelling, and I for one enjoy a good verse with few funny lines. Read and enjoy my mishaps in a cafe. Don't talk to strangers I sit in the ccd I look around I saw this old man stare He pulled up a chair Had grey hair with a condescending stare From which he looked at me intensely I tried to remember if I knew him from somewhere

A sad little thing called love Misery and hurt, those feelings that you feel when the person you love is no longer with you. Thinking about the finish line Alone I sit here now And my heart breaks with the road that I take And I am hoping I am awake When you tell me that you are mine