Tuesday, February 12, 2008

How long is long enough?


Sometimes it takes ages to get to know a person.. sometimes it needs just a day..
A lifetime of mistakes can take someone away from you.. one harsh word can do the same..
Twenty three years of life.. hundreds of aquaintances.. you love some, you hate some, you're not sure about some and you hardly know some..

I wonder how much time would one consider 'long enough' to know a person... one day you suddenly realize.. u hardly know a person you've 'known' for years...

And then there are people who are around all the time.. I hardly had time to bond with them.. been busy all the time with whatever I was doing.. and when I knew they might not be around... I realized how important a part of my life they have been.. and I never bothered to acknowledge it..

When I look back at times we fought, cracked up @ silly jokes, pulled each other's legs, cared for one another.. I realize how I took for granted that we will all be together forever..

I know all you idiots are too lazy to read this.. but wanna tell all my buddies out there that I love you all (more or less ;) )

Friday, February 8, 2008

I can't speak my mind


Does it freak you sometimes when people take offense whenever you open your mouth to speak? If ppl don't let me speak my mind.. then I'll write my mind.. or rather 'key in' my mind...

Slowly but surely I'm losing friends... coz I chose to speak the truth... why ask for an opinion if you can't handle it.. I might as well vent my ire on the web.. than on innocent beings.... They can't really listen to the truth.. they can read it if they want to...

I sound incohorent.. coz I'm sleepy... gnite!!

Run to you

This is one poem I really love.. coz it was really heartfelt... dedicated to a dear friend.
But if I'd write it today I'd probably call it something else.. coz he equations hav changed

I lay here today... thinking of the times past...
Thinking of the day we met... boy!! Time does fly fast...

I was alone then... With no one to talk
Awkward and lonely... I felt like a gawk

One day I heard laughter...
Ringing in my ears long after.

I yearned to know who it belonged to,
...surprised to know it was you.

I wondered if I ever saw you before...
Well, I was never the kind that would explore

I wished I could laugh like you
Wished, my smile would be as genuine and true.

For once I knew someone... Whom I really did not know…
But whose smile made my happiness grow...

You sat there one day smiling at me
'Twas a very sweet smile ... I have to agree

I thought I’d speak to you just to bide time
For once I spoke to someone forgetting who I am

I thought you were just an acquaintance...
Never thought we could become friends


Now I know, I know it's true…
When I feel down, when I feel blue …
When problems are many, smiles are few
My dear friend I knew... I could RUN TO YOU

The people watcher


I used to sit on the park bench,
watching the world go by
from dawn till dusk each day,
I would see them laugh and cry



for I had nowhere to go
no place to call my own,
the bench was my home,
where I spent time alone



I would watch with the plant
with her leaves and stem
people living their life,
unaware I was watching them

The little girl who would cry,
coz her friends wouldn't play
she was too little for them,
they asked her to go away.

The couple who would meet,
everyday on the sly
they would chat away happily
away from every prying eye

Te young neighbourhood maid
who after a hard day's work,
would sit under the tree
and rest till dark

Mommies and their kids,
would come in the evening,
and have fun playing,
through autumn and spring.

For days months and years ,
Isat there and observed
moments of love, joy and sorrow,
in my memory were preserved

Tday was the end of my journey,
the journey of my life
it's time I rested,
away from hunger and strife

I lay there knowing
there is no one who would see
that the unknown tramp,
would no longer be

a kind soul took notice
not alive as I am
buried me right next to the bench
where I had spent all my time

now I hear people say
the empty bench is not the same
where did he go? the unknown tramp?
'The people watcher' that was his name