Power goes into the hands of those
who nurture the weaker's high.
or maybe they r at that position now
coz they needed that hand thereby...

28sept '09

I know not wats this feeling,,
tell me how to follow it sway..
Tell me how to look into your eyes..
O' why did it have to be this way??

I can nothing but be hard today,,
to conceal my weaker soul..
O' take the rightest state of mine,,
I'm just so sorry for this role..

I know you're bothered a lot coz of me,,
but do you still intend to care..
After the whole of this today,,
Do you think you still are there??

O' why does it matter to you, plz stop-
to make me feel this low..
But promise to make it same again..
-or just stop loving me though...!!

The pride behind ur weakness'
the pain is but your treasure
else the existence beholds but sympathy
n thats where your pain turns into pleasure..

.....the pleasure of tasting the agony unhurt
n the pain is now the misery, forlorn
dont make me reveal the scars of failure
coz the treasure is just my own...