dedicated to some one i love....

Love

What love is?

Is it when I look in your hazel eyes I see myself?

Or is it when you talk

Every word out of your lips makes me high

And the way we just look at each other, I still feel after hours it isn’t enough

And dreams I built with every step I take with you.

The noise and people around us don’t bother me,

I’m just looking at you and everything is like fog around us…

I can’t see anything neither I want to see anything except you!!

I never held anyone’s hand as I did yours..

Is it love then?

Or is it when every touch of yours makes me feel alive

I never knew I may found a person like you

With whom I may walk under sun and talk anything…

Or even just stare

I wish you be happy always

I never think of myself when it comes to anything

I just think of you first.

Sun may rise; people may go to temples to pray

I wait to meet you or see just a glimpse of you..

My heart sinks when I don’t see you or talk to you

Is it love??

I get upset with you and make sure that I don’t talk to you anymore

Then sudden voice of yours to my ears calms me down,

And I get high.

No one can do anything if I am upset

But just a presence of yours I can smile.

Your support makes me strong that I can even stand up in front of this world.

Is it love??

I cry silently if you say something in anger

I know you dint say anything so big which would make me cry

But it’s you and I become soft

So soft that every word of yours touches me within.

When you say you love me

The word love sounds beautiful then ever it did before.

Because every time I look at you, I wonder why you chose me?

My wish is that you stay with me forever,

And we share everything from dawn to dusk.

But if you go, I’ll hold you for while because you are my world

And if you go for once I want to be part of it for the last time…

I wish you always be happy

Love it is

I think.

And this feeling tickles me

And I smile every time without any reason……

Isn’t it a blessing in disguise?

Where you come across with so many feelings at once, it changes you completely.

Love it is

When I lay beside you, every breath you take makes me feel I am at home,

I feel like baby in your strong arms, who want everything out of you.

And I claim it to be, it’s just mine!!

You are mine.

This is the first time i am blogging. And i am starting with this poem "Desiderata" by Max Ehrmann,its my favourite poem.

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

In this poem each and every word tells you the truth and reality of world which we already know but don't think much of it.

Why we all have become so busy in our lives that we don't acknowledge the small things at all?Changes are there in this materialistic world but why there is no change in us?

Its truly a beautiful world but then why not enjoy it?why to be in hurry?