These eyes say so many things...
of many autumn and beautiful springs..

At times there is a dash of grey
narrating of the war field scenes they fell prey..

Other times they are sea
telling about the times they were sans glee..

The hue of red does its flair
when they feel none care..

A tinge of green does come
when envy they carry in them..

yellow color is bad
when due to illness they are sad...

they carry in them stories untold
of burdens and mysteries yet to be resolved...

Of countries separated by unalterable lines
of history episodes of one kinds...

So much so they bear
under the effect they tear...

Tears soon dry
hope in them yet again they lie...

Strength they confine in them abundant
absorbing everything their color white looks redundant...

learn from them oh thyself
be real despite living the elf..

These eyes say so many things...
of many autumn and beautiful springs..

Heart oh heart my dear

Heart oh heart my dear!

Why do you cry and cause me a tear?

Don't you know you are too emotional

your network seems bigger than panama canal!

Dear heart oh my dear!

why do you bother so much and bear 

Don't you know the world is flat 

You can't get tired of running like a rat!

Heart oh my dear 

why do hurting others you fear?

When you know this world is devoid of cheer

Being detached and practical- the rule is crystal clear

Why can't you laugh fully - don't say 

as the answer to this not know i may

why do you get trapped in complications 

halt for long sadly after every second of happy stations?

The reason of being seems so grim

all routes of liveliness seem to trim

what will you survive for dear heart?

you'll lie once and for all on that holy cart

What to do when the world seems choking ?

the burnt dreams seem smoking?

what will you do if you beat for long?

when you end up getting pain all along?

Expectations, desires, aspirations so much you carry

you'll just be another tom, dick or harry

Believe me living is no use

when you'll just be a piece to amuse

Cry softly or someone will listen

At you only they'll stiffen

Don't show in front of them

or they'll break you like any tiny stem

Lets both be calm forever 

promise, you'll cry never

We'll be able to find solace 

in some far of from this world a place!

Happily ever after is but a choice...

I am a lonely traveler in this desert
sometimes I feel lost and hurt
In the desert so vast
It is difficult to find a bond to last

Is there someone I can hold on to?
who saves me from the never ending loo
someone whom i can call mine
in whom all my thoughts i confine

A friend, a guide, a soul mate
whom i can call even when its late
it's not that i don't have travelers alike
but none with whom i can forget the dyke

Sometimes it seems like a sea so calm
but turbulence inside is above alarm
whom to go and ask for help?
for the happiness to yelp

Sometimes i think be it desert or sea
the traveler like me
has to keep moving on
in times to come and that gone

Sometimes i doubt what the fairy tales say
about the happiness in the end that lay
in real things wont turn themselves to rejoice
happily ever after is but a choice.