Friday, August 6, 2010

The little red bud

A little red bud-
Chose not to wake up.
Full of life,full of fun
The red bud promised much.
The sun shone brightly,
The wind blew lightly.
But the little red bud
Feared a life full of fun.
The flowers pleaded,
The leaves requested
Her to wake up.
But the little red bud
Just won’t wake up!
She feared the bees sting,
The pecking of the birds.
But never opened her eyes
To see how beautiful is the earth.
The sun gave her light,
And a little bit of life.
The bud peeped out a little.
And got a taste of mirth.
She got a bit of rain;
And the bud feared again.
She closed herself down,
And gave the sun a frown.
The sun called and called,
‘Come out of your shell,
You’re living in a hell’
But the little red bud
Won’t wake up!
The sun had the power,
To turn her into a flower.
The sun just knows
What a wrong path she chose.
The little bud is dying
The sun is crying.
‘wake up,there’s still some time’
As long as the sun still shines…

Sunday, August 1, 2010

If Only

If only.
I remain awake till very late
At night
Hoping
If only
The cell phone buzzes
A call
Or maybe a message
Or maybe just a call missed
A sign of life
If only..
I open the chat window
Beforehand
In expectation
Maybe I expect a lot more
Than what I should
If only
I could get a little
Sign of life
If only
That certain emotion
Didn’t touch me
If only
I could be
A piece of log
If only
Life can be rewound
If only
I wake up
From a dream
A nightmare
If only…
If
Only…………………………..