Love - The Drug

Love is the drug that keeps one alive
Lives change completely when it arrive
It aint anything one can contrive
To find love one has to dive
And be confident through out the drive
Those who follow this get a high five
Life seems like a big hive
Either you enjoy the jive
Or end up with a wive

Love is the drug that keeps one alive
For living one has to derive
Some people try to belive
Some times one is tricked by the jive
Poor is one who after no fault is deprive
Sometimes one struggles just to survive
Sometimes life makes one to rive
Even after ditching people shrive
After loosing it all still one wishes to revive
But its always better to skive
Than be placed in gyve

The little Princess

The poem is dedicated to my little sister Akshta aka Bebo!

The little Princess

The little Princess i'm bestowed
The idyllic girl
who expires pristine air
spreading fragrance all along
sings a melody,soothing to ears
but to make her sing is quite a task
her facial expressions are a delight to watch
originality and innocence in each thought

The little Princess
Bebo, my doll is mostly sweet
salty sometimes
the thought of her
springs me up anytime
her voice is really a delight
i can talk to you all day-night
the sight of her enlivens my heart
longing to cover the distance apart


The little Princess
i really love you
i don't have words
to express to you
you really don't know
how precious you are to me
i know you too really really love me

I gotta Feeling

i gotta feeling
that every night gotta be a good night
why not a better night
followed by the best day to follow
it aint impossible to realise
just live every moment to make things right
things will try to materialise


i gotta feeling
that saying something is easy right
why not just show life a fair fight
i know you like to lead than to follow
act simple but wise
just make sure you're thinking right
people will acknowledge you likewise.


i gotta feeling
sometimes my lips dont stop, right!
but i have no intentions to be in spotlight
i know i kinda fillibuster and i aint callow
i tend to babble at times summarise
sometimes i falter to stand for right
my words aren't fallacious but nice.


i gotta feeling
i aint good to make things right
making sure my efforts ain't slight
my dedication is strong ain't hollow
im foolise to believe the wise
sometimes i dont believe what is right
soon i tumble down on ice


i gotta feeling
im going to move away from sight
wasting time isn't a respite
the loon stands back on the ice
quivering alone i foresight
i will forestall but stay nice.

i gotta feeling
people will feel they are always right
why disagree and offer a fight
just avoid the moment acting wise
people with guts stay calm and dont fright
i will try to act wise being nice.

Its been a while

Well its been a while
i don't feel like lost anymore
though the pain in d heart
has always remained
i wish i would have grown
stronger and stronger with each day more.

Well its been a while
my heart still beats some more
though d reason was always d same
i wish things would have remained
the same i wish no more
feeling lonely as ever before.

Well its been a while
i trust no ones fidelity anymore
i have grown apart
memories are the only remained
i wish i was forgetful some more
the forlorn addict has to live once more

Well its been a while
i feel like living today some more
though i have plans to dart
friends really none the ones that remained
i wish i wasn't the right guy any more
feeling bad when i know its no more


Well its been a while
i'm single to say some more
many say im gullible to start
my broodings some of what still remained
i wish to mingle and jingle no more
the connoisseur has regained his taste once more.

Well its been a while
i'm sure i wished some more
thinkin always from the heart
my path is certain, just heading off is remained
i think to delay no more
the oddessey continues i shall delay no more