Some random ones that I scribbled ...
For
tonight, I will sleep with you..
Tonight I will sleep
with you,
My legs are tired,
I have walked long,
Evening, with its fresh scent of jasmine,
Sets the hope so strong,
My legs are tired,
I have walked long,
Evening, with its fresh scent of jasmine,
Sets the hope so strong,
Pots are dry,
Children are hungry,
O hari hara!
Tell me when its time,
For I will pass away,
As softly as I came.
Children are hungry,
O hari hara!
Tell me when its time,
For I will pass away,
As softly as I came.
My hands blistered
with spading gravel,
Neck stiff with carrying bricks,
What do I do?
O hari hara!
For Tonight, I will sleep with you,
Never to wake up again.
Neck stiff with carrying bricks,
What do I do?
O hari hara!
For Tonight, I will sleep with you,
Never to wake up again.
Walking
with you....
Holding onto your
fancies,
Your dimple,
Tangling your curly ripples,
To make you giggle
Walking with you in my arms
Carrying your dreams in my heart
Your dimple,
Tangling your curly ripples,
To make you giggle
Walking with you in my arms
Carrying your dreams in my heart
You cuddled, gurgled,
crawled,
All in a rush,
All in a rush,
Suddenly you walked,
Calling me names,
Clutching my dupatta tightly
Stop the time dial,
Not in a rush,
For I’m engrossed in the wearies of life.
Pull
down the drapes
See it in your eyes,
Need you back,
Your glowing smile,
It’s been awhile,
Since I felt the warmth of your palm.
Ruffle your hair,
Just like old times.
Need you back,
Your glowing smile,
It’s been awhile,
Since I felt the warmth of your palm.
Ruffle your hair,
Just like old times.
Missing a beat, each time you shrug,
Everywhere it’s your
magical voice,
Crisp and poise,
Carrying in it hurt & pain,
Piercing my heart, in your feign.
Pull down the drape,
The sanctum of my soul.
Crisp and poise,
Carrying in it hurt & pain,
Piercing my heart, in your feign.
Pull down the drape,
The sanctum of my soul.
Rhythm
of a hued dream...
Heart flutters, each
time you cross,
Your manly gait takes me for a toss,
Beating a little too fast,
Faraway I sail, with you to mast.
Swept off by your looks,
Soft desire hooks,
Day and light blurred and lost.
Your manly gait takes me for a toss,
Beating a little too fast,
Faraway I sail, with you to mast.
Swept off by your looks,
Soft desire hooks,
Day and light blurred and lost.