Sorry

True friendship is a gift
It is so precious and so rare,
That sometimes we take it for granted
And sometimes we do despair.

Our fault is in being human,
As mistakes are everywhere
Please let me not lose this gift
That is so precious and so rare.

The Singer (Elle)

Today I heard you sing when my whole world seemed to be at bay,
Out of utmost exasperation , on a shabby couch I lay,
As soon as the sun went down and the stars covered the sky,
I closed my eyes and slowly turned the music volume high.
Your voice seemed really fresh like the early morning dew,
Someday I would love to hear you sing all the long day through.
Your voice is sweet like the sound of the distant woodland streams,
I thought I could hear you singing in my sweetest dreams.
I woke up this morning with no fear of what before me lies,
As I can still hear you singing, whenever I close my eyes.
This is just a small note to tell you how good you are,
Work with this dedication and you'll surely travel far.

Christmas Poem

Put away all your problems on probation
Drive your troubles off the track,
Throw your worries out the window
Get those monkeys off your back.
Silence all your inner critics
With your conscience make amends,
And allow yourself some happiness now
It's Christmas time again!

Merry Christmas!!!

Incomplete poem

Show me how much you love me,
Show me how much you care,
Show me that I was wrong,
Show me that you can really dare.

Show me that I am not lonely,
Show me that you love me still,
Show me that you really do care,
You dont talk to me against your will.

Note: Could not figure out any thing else so couldn't complete the poem or give it a proper direction

Abused

She lied there all alone,covered in a torn white sheet,
In the darkest corner of the damp room,
Waiting earnestly for any last rays of hope,
Or even the cold light of the moon.


She anxiously continues to stare up high,
At the shining stars in the bleak dark sky,
Waiting for the slightest rays of light,
While pulling up her sheet and shivering in fright.

Will she ever escape this nightmare,Will they ever find her here,
As the cold air touches her face, she looked awefully scared.
She continued to look towards the horizon, waiting for the impending doom,
As the first rays of the sun appear to end the night of gloom.

The sound of rotors seemed to be melody to her ears,
Finally the chopper appeared like a guardian angel.
They managed to rescue her from all her miseries,
After these two long seemingly unending years.

Now she sits by the room, recollecting those days,
And the amount of torture she had to endure,
The two years have sowed the seeds of lunacy in her mind,
As she continues to stare blindly at the wall,while others wait for her to cure.

Thank You

To a far away distant land beyond the seas,
A lonely boy was sent out for work.
Homesick, apprehensive and scared,
He encountered this lady the very first day.

An unfriendly answer and a dissentful attitude,
This was what he received that time.
He wanted to return to where he belonged,
Away from these unfriendly set of folks.

But the boy stood firm, decided to fight back,
He wanted to lead her to the right path,
He returned love for every bit of hatred that she showed,
After all he belonged to Gandhi's land of peace.

The lady gradually changed over time,
She started treating him like her own,
He became her child,nephew and friend,
And was always there to lead him,
To the light at the end of the tunnel.

This is not a story about two person of the same age,
Same geography,color,caste and creed,
This is about two people who met by chance,
And showed love and respect for each other.
This is the phenomenon called Humanity,
This is about a Relation which has no name.

These words are just a token of Thanks,
To tell her what she means to him today,
To wish her all the happiness in the world,
And a vow to keep loving and caring her forever.

For the HR who never smiles

One gloomy, glum-filled wednesday,
I sat down in my chair.
I went onto the internet
To see what I'd find there.

I clicked and opened up Sametime
And searched through my friend log.
One certain person named Swarnali
Seemed the one I'd really love to bog.

I pinged her few times and found
That much to my delight
She was responding my stupid messages
Without ever giving me a fright.

I pinged her for several hours
And before the day was done,
I wrote her a poem which she's reading now,
And hopefully smiling and having fun.