the same old story.... again it goes up here.....
A moment lost
Lasted for a moment.
But,
It may sometimes LAST FOREVER !
A moment which holds numerous moments within itself.
Moment of smiles,
Moment of tears,
Moment of bravery and moment confronting our inner fears.
Moment of joy,
Moment of sorrow,
Moment capturing from memories of past to the promises of tomorrow.
Moment of a victory without having to fight,and
Moment when u let before ur eyes,ur efforts into vain.
Moment of love,dreams,hopes,trust,waits,hurts & pain.
And,
A Moment becomes a LIFE
When it has lasted for a moment,
But then LOST FOREVER !
Friday 7 March 2008
"Still...A SURVIVER!".
again something which i wrote a long time back, sometime in year 2006... up here coz the punch-line still remains the same.....
I believe...
Life isnt just to live,
Its to survive.
And,I'm still a Surviver...
For life,I'm still striving,
For peace,still fighting...
Blind towards the fingers pointing at me,
Still,they hurt deeply.
Bearing all,as like a Surviver...
Tears soaked up inside,and a false smile.
No hopes to live for,
At the same,
No ostensible reason to die.
Shackled up in this mean world,
No i dont want this. I wont also let go myself so easily.
I have miles to go and lots do.
Fulfill expestations of all those Who made me what i am...a Surviver...
A lonesome feeling creeps into,
to a untouched deepness.
Searching for a ray,
In complete darkness.
An anorex with no desire.
And...still a Surviver...
Resurrecting myself each time,
At a point where
Life and Death meets.
And...thats surviving.
So...I'm "Still...A SURVIVER!".
I believe...
Life isnt just to live,
Its to survive.
And,I'm still a Surviver...
For life,I'm still striving,
For peace,still fighting...
Blind towards the fingers pointing at me,
Still,they hurt deeply.
Bearing all,as like a Surviver...
Tears soaked up inside,and a false smile.
No hopes to live for,
At the same,
No ostensible reason to die.
Shackled up in this mean world,
No i dont want this. I wont also let go myself so easily.
I have miles to go and lots do.
Fulfill expestations of all those Who made me what i am...a Surviver...
A lonesome feeling creeps into,
to a untouched deepness.
Searching for a ray,
In complete darkness.
An anorex with no desire.
And...still a Surviver...
Resurrecting myself each time,
At a point where
Life and Death meets.
And...thats surviving.
So...I'm "Still...A SURVIVER!".
pain in heart
this is something i wrote long back... a short yet true.... so putting it up here again....
wish it wud hav been a heart attack,but no...its pain of suffocation,pain of a feeling that can not be taken in.it feels bad when u u are alone and u want to cry and worse that there's no one to giv u a shoulder to cry.and even worse,when the person u think to be the one to giv u a shoulder to cry n feel at comfort,is the reason for the tears in ur eyes.but this generally happens this way only.i too dont have a answer why so?(if anyone,u r most welcome)
wish it wud hav been a heart attack,but no...its pain of suffocation,pain of a feeling that can not be taken in.it feels bad when u u are alone and u want to cry and worse that there's no one to giv u a shoulder to cry.and even worse,when the person u think to be the one to giv u a shoulder to cry n feel at comfort,is the reason for the tears in ur eyes.but this generally happens this way only.i too dont have a answer why so?(if anyone,u r most welcome)
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