Thursday 29 December 2011

I am not an Idiot

If I don't notice the things
as you do,
or I find it tough to do anything
without you,
Doesn't mean that
I Am An Idiot,
I am not a fool,hanging on walls
who shouts your name
in middle of the roads,
If I don't take the things
as you do,
or I find it tough to live
without you,
Doesn't mean that
I Am An Idiot,
I am not a rascal,thinking just for you
who rote your name
with an unconditional love,
If I could be loyal till my last breadth
as you don't,
If I could be faithful holding your hands
as you don't,
Doesn't mean that
I Am An Idiot,
begging for my life in front your eyes,
crying with thousands tears when you lies,
It is not that place
where I had to be,
If I don't take lightly the things
as you do,
If I don't look at them other than you
as you always do,
Doesn't mean that
I Am An Idiot,
I am not a rascal,thinking about you
who have surrender my heart and mind
in your selfish Love,
If I sometimes behaves like a child
to take your attention,
If I sometimes shows myself an Idiot
to grab your affection,
doesn't mean that
I Am An Idiot with useless mind.
                                               By~Shreeja


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Tuesday 27 December 2011

Golden Wings




Burning heart inside the snow
falling on beats made it slow
unable to saw in colorless wind
as far as eye could see,
mysterious sound crashed into the ice
forcefully grabbed the heart inside
plucked, freeze the golden wings
which withered the feelings of

head over heels,

In stone-cold winter's night
it started to shine in dim light
always look on the bright side
it said, woke-up and still ALIVE,
rolling thunder-storms in heart
which threw the soul in the dark,
but still had a smiling face
enjoyed cyclones after the rain,
snowfall replaced by flowers rings
and it stood again on its feet
it walked,touched the lukewarm grass
looking at the world through rosy-glasses.

By~Shreeja



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Monday 5 December 2011

Why Can't You See


I inscribed my words on paper which
comes out with changing whether,
so difficult to hear this silence
when you know,i love your presence,
sad, deserted nights without your voice
shrinking moon in heartbeat's noise,
rude words that made me feel like bolt
heart injured in middle of the road,
difficult to know that feeling inside
when you ignored and make me cried,
that hatred chase me without any guilt
what make me feel lonely and wilt,
painful to see that rough stuff when
you pointed me as bubble shy of plumb,
usually fighting on silly words
in the hope of getting your love,
unable to control that fear of loosing
can't you see the way i am burning.
                                                            By~Shreeja



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