When the winds of silence
blow blatantly
And you can here a leaf weap
Listen to me.
The world shall put me in square
telling you things of greek
Look at me so i know
you know my state soo weak.
Perplexed when I shall ever sound
finding depths in shallow seas
Look with me so i know
it's time to anchor my pleas.
You form the white of my dreams
and i sail in improbable realms
With eyes void of numb,incomplete
the inners of me plead,bleed.
Hold me in sense 'n sensibility.
When i reach the pinnacles of losing it all
falling into the umbra unknown
Pull me back and i promise to speak
only if you listen to me!
simar
a shift.
15th November,2006
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Just another one.....
if some day we part our ways
cry we shall not
bt leave d ground with all d happy thoughts
of the times spent togetherof all the stupid laughs
of dat moments that we wished could last for eternity
of all the times we fought 'n made it all up to the dot
of future plans that knew no records
of fake decisions of making it all right of ourselves if ever the other is lost
of times when ur cheeks felt numb 'n my eyes witnessed drought
of showing it's allright when d world seemed up-side down
of knowing with just a wink dat i've seen it all
of doing things for the other, for just a smile,just a thought
of stupid complaints from either sides
of taking turns to getting hurt 'n shed a smile
of plain thoughts of u 'n i
of those trips to the other's soil
of those register talks that'd make u the time
of strangers coming in between only to tighten the tie
of problems 'n solutions 'n leading just nowhere
of saying sorry for the others botch
of all the three lettered words 'n all our synonyms for it
of the two of us just being there
away 'n yet so much in thoughts
right in the place of heavens accord
u 'n i 'n the world is lost
in ur feel my life shall last
happily, sincerely, honestly....Oh GOD!
simar.
trying my hand on a future unseen.
u stupid future=unseen! ullu!!!!
31,October,2006
8:47pm
cry we shall not
bt leave d ground with all d happy thoughts
of the times spent togetherof all the stupid laughs
of dat moments that we wished could last for eternity
of all the times we fought 'n made it all up to the dot
of future plans that knew no records
of fake decisions of making it all right of ourselves if ever the other is lost
of times when ur cheeks felt numb 'n my eyes witnessed drought
of showing it's allright when d world seemed up-side down
of knowing with just a wink dat i've seen it all
of doing things for the other, for just a smile,just a thought
of stupid complaints from either sides
of taking turns to getting hurt 'n shed a smile
of plain thoughts of u 'n i
of those trips to the other's soil
of those register talks that'd make u the time
of strangers coming in between only to tighten the tie
of problems 'n solutions 'n leading just nowhere
of saying sorry for the others botch
of all the three lettered words 'n all our synonyms for it
of the two of us just being there
away 'n yet so much in thoughts
right in the place of heavens accord
u 'n i 'n the world is lost
in ur feel my life shall last
happily, sincerely, honestly....Oh GOD!
simar.
trying my hand on a future unseen.
u stupid future=unseen! ullu!!!!
31,October,2006
8:47pm
Saturday, September 23, 2006
leave me alone.
leave ME alone
i don't understand YOUR world
nor do i want U to meddle in MINE
let me be d way i'M
don't dictate UR terms
i shall NOT abide.
I'm vale,stupid,servile
idiotic, insane,quite,disguised
want to breath d air dat's mine
U stay away.U R not mine.
love me/hate me
i'll be d same.fly with broken wings
sing with an injured melachony
sleep with a deep nutured desire
wake up to the good old gold's shine
Don't talk to me-i didn't force u to.
Don't impose urself on me-i'm not that good.
Don't take me for a fool-i've learnt Life d hard way.
Don't take my silence for ignorance-i do my homework well.
Don't listen to my soul-i'm a self made man.
Don't think i'm nothing without u-ur smthing coz i gave u d liberty.
Don't peek into my being-God u aint.
Don't check on my existence-I do not exist.
Don't test my love-it's not a commodity,waranteed it's not.
Don't love me for d sake of it-i've met HURt.
Don't wish me in anyway-i'm sure.
Don't tell me who u are-tell ur self dat.
Don't sulk for reading all this-it was not meant for U.
simar.
testing....who u may ask? THINK!
23rd,September,2006
10:38 pm
Thank U GOD! I love u for creating ME!
i don't understand YOUR world
nor do i want U to meddle in MINE
let me be d way i'M
don't dictate UR terms
i shall NOT abide.
I'm vale,stupid,servile
idiotic, insane,quite,disguised
want to breath d air dat's mine
U stay away.U R not mine.
love me/hate me
i'll be d same.fly with broken wings
sing with an injured melachony
sleep with a deep nutured desire
wake up to the good old gold's shine
Don't talk to me-i didn't force u to.
Don't impose urself on me-i'm not that good.
Don't take me for a fool-i've learnt Life d hard way.
Don't take my silence for ignorance-i do my homework well.
Don't listen to my soul-i'm a self made man.
Don't think i'm nothing without u-ur smthing coz i gave u d liberty.
Don't peek into my being-God u aint.
Don't check on my existence-I do not exist.
Don't test my love-it's not a commodity,waranteed it's not.
Don't love me for d sake of it-i've met HURt.
Don't wish me in anyway-i'm sure.
Don't tell me who u are-tell ur self dat.
Don't sulk for reading all this-it was not meant for U.
simar.
testing....who u may ask? THINK!
23rd,September,2006
10:38 pm
Thank U GOD! I love u for creating ME!
Monday, September 18, 2006
light!
light
i love u
but this was required
i hated to c u like dis
but i had to turn a stone
with all my heart
with whatever is left
i truely appologize
those eyes dat wept like red skies
wish i cld be d wind of those tides
that hold,that touch,that hidden smile
i love u for saving me frm the mightiest sun's sight
i love u for being a human soo kind
i love u for loving me soo much'n giving me a position soo divine
worth or not am totally blind
but wid u along,
sight seems to join
d way we said similar words twice
d way u percussed me,wherever u did
d way nothing happnd today
and everything happnd between u 'n me
i hate to say dis...but i have been a vile mate today
cursing your tenderness to obit
put me in execution today my friend
kill my thoughts,punish my words
plague my soul,lethe dat moment
those geek hours of this noonday
hang me till the last breath is game.
simar.
still in love.
18 September,2006
8:44pm
Allright ppl this is just a thought.
NO COMMENTS PULEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZ
thank u.
i love u
but this was required
i hated to c u like dis
but i had to turn a stone
with all my heart
with whatever is left
i truely appologize
those eyes dat wept like red skies
wish i cld be d wind of those tides
that hold,that touch,that hidden smile
i love u for saving me frm the mightiest sun's sight
i love u for being a human soo kind
i love u for loving me soo much'n giving me a position soo divine
worth or not am totally blind
but wid u along,
sight seems to join
d way we said similar words twice
d way u percussed me,wherever u did
d way nothing happnd today
and everything happnd between u 'n me
i hate to say dis...but i have been a vile mate today
cursing your tenderness to obit
put me in execution today my friend
kill my thoughts,punish my words
plague my soul,lethe dat moment
those geek hours of this noonday
hang me till the last breath is game.
simar.
still in love.
18 September,2006
8:44pm
Allright ppl this is just a thought.
NO COMMENTS PULEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZ
thank u.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
CARMEL!!!!
okzzz....
dats...
kokil(frm d left)
ganeev
me(simar right!)
surabhi
shallu
dakshinya
jaspreet
aanchal
The School Cabinet!
D last days of my school life!
GOD I love CARMEL!
I'm Nobody.Who are YOU?
by Emily Dickinson
I'm Nobody!
Who are you?
Are you—Nobody—Too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise—you know!
How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—
the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
When ur happppeeee 'n u know it-
CLAP UR HANDS!!
When UR haaaaaapeeeeeeeee 'n u know it-
CLAP UR HANDS!!
when UR happppeeee 'n u know it
'n u realllyyyyyy wanna show it
When UR haapppppeeee 'n u KNOW it.....
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.............................
SIMAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just another day.....BUT what a day! :)
Feeling sleepy bt shall not sleep soo soon! have to battle out sleep!i sound like a warior to myself now! yeah dat makes a part of d sleep vanish fearing d WILL!!!allright i did say dat i know WILL 'n DETERMINATION.BUT i need to know them even more inorder to crack d 'billi'!!!!GOD!decisionss!!! HE knows i hate them to death bt still puts me into those black holes dat make me blue.....but i know only to c d green grass :)it's just d passage dat's disturbing,bt every time i walk out of it i realize it wasn't dat difficult after all 'n i did actually enjoy every moment of it.....'n i then have a brave legacy to narrate......mostly to d ppl who care to listen! 'n needless to mention those ppl in black 'n white coz they r d ppl who colour my life!am glad 'n am thankful to HIM for every breath i take 'n hope 'n pray 'n demand HIM to be with ME all through!ahhh as if this part was required to be mentioned! yaaaaa there r times when i say smthings dat i shouldn't ......'n this is precisely one of those times.........GAUD! am messing up the above written thought 'n before i make hell out of it am out of my heaven of mind 'n into the walls of sleep.........
Simar :)
September 1st,2006
9:30pm(i mean is dis d hour to feel sleepy!!!.........whatever!!!)
The Dummy....Good i found it tOdAy....
The Dummy
In that forgotten part of town
Where wasted hopes and dreams abound,
A wrinkled man with life near end,
In hopes to have at least one friend,
Fashioned bits of wood and things
And made a dummy run by strings.
He sat alone for hours on end,
Conversing with his only friend
And found delight within the fact
That he controlled it's every act.
He told it how he never had
A chance, since all his luck was bad
Although he'd tried so to succeed -
The dummy nodded and agreed.
And how his journeys in romance
Had never given him a chance,
And wasn't it a crying shame
That he was always held to blame
When everyone knew, oh so well,
That life is but a living Hell,
Controlled by lust and power and greed?
The dummy nodded and agreed.
With patience that would rival saints,
That dummy sat through all complaints
And, with each little expert tug,
He'd droop his head or bow or shrug
And give some comfort to the man
Who held his lifelines in his hand
And helped to fill a lonely need
When he just nodded and agreed.
Senility increased with time
As did the old man's phantomime,
And feverish fingers pulled with glee
The dummy's dance of misery.
They never left each other's side
Until the day both stopped and died.
We found them lying, hand in hand,
The dummy - and his wooden friend.
-NOT simar :)
-by Michael Mack ( look am HONEST! ;) )
In that forgotten part of town
Where wasted hopes and dreams abound,
A wrinkled man with life near end,
In hopes to have at least one friend,
Fashioned bits of wood and things
And made a dummy run by strings.
He sat alone for hours on end,
Conversing with his only friend
And found delight within the fact
That he controlled it's every act.
He told it how he never had
A chance, since all his luck was bad
Although he'd tried so to succeed -
The dummy nodded and agreed.
And how his journeys in romance
Had never given him a chance,
And wasn't it a crying shame
That he was always held to blame
When everyone knew, oh so well,
That life is but a living Hell,
Controlled by lust and power and greed?
The dummy nodded and agreed.
With patience that would rival saints,
That dummy sat through all complaints
And, with each little expert tug,
He'd droop his head or bow or shrug
And give some comfort to the man
Who held his lifelines in his hand
And helped to fill a lonely need
When he just nodded and agreed.
Senility increased with time
As did the old man's phantomime,
And feverish fingers pulled with glee
The dummy's dance of misery.
They never left each other's side
Until the day both stopped and died.
We found them lying, hand in hand,
The dummy - and his wooden friend.
-NOT simar :)
-by Michael Mack ( look am HONEST! ;) )
Monday, August 28, 2006
nobody ever loves anybody
it's just a thing of mars
a fad, a blind vail;
a mark on d heart
are talks of stars.
i know i'll believe in it smtime though
dat belief dat'll not long last;
but let me live in it
for who doesn't love the soul behind the mask?
i ventured into hope today
that maybe smday,smtime,smplace
he'll say it wid all his heart
wid all dat he has,including me
'n then another moment i shall wait
wait indeed for dat map be lost where i had walked my feet!
to see reality as it should be
mangoes are sweet when they weep
onercoloured they lose thier charm
thrown away against all it's crown.
i wonder why i write this thisday
in hope,in desire,in need
d need of dat one touch who'll let me know am asleep!
who'll let me know am asleep...who'll let me know am asleep.
Simar :)
27 August,200611:56pm
if dis dosen't make sense to u....YOU are normal! in case it does....GOD be with YOU!
it's just a thing of mars
a fad, a blind vail;
a mark on d heart
are talks of stars.
i know i'll believe in it smtime though
dat belief dat'll not long last;
but let me live in it
for who doesn't love the soul behind the mask?
i ventured into hope today
that maybe smday,smtime,smplace
he'll say it wid all his heart
wid all dat he has,including me
'n then another moment i shall wait
wait indeed for dat map be lost where i had walked my feet!
to see reality as it should be
mangoes are sweet when they weep
onercoloured they lose thier charm
thrown away against all it's crown.
i wonder why i write this thisday
in hope,in desire,in need
d need of dat one touch who'll let me know am asleep!
who'll let me know am asleep...who'll let me know am asleep.
Simar :)
27 August,200611:56pm
if dis dosen't make sense to u....YOU are normal! in case it does....GOD be with YOU!
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Jai HIND!
60 yrs hence OR 60 yrs dense!
The voice remains discouraged,unheard...we are where we started from....not an inch moved!
I talk of the very notion of freedom.What we see is a mucky, an overcast shadow of the past....
We r still not free!
Humanity is it self in question today.Who are we?-humans first.....not precisely though....
we r more of a religion,cast 'n creed divided jungle...
yes 'jungle' is what i call my nation!
'n even that, i believe is an understatement!
We live in a privilige of thickset asinine people who refuse to budge before the truth...
'n the truth is that we are living in a nation of blind believes,dumb proletariats and deaf head honcho's...
I voice my soul.
The essentia of my note is not directed to a particular cause,a prominent creed or a certain sect
of people....but in general to the people who have the right to know where their country is leading.
The custodians of our rights are themselves clueless of the dimensions in which these liberities
can be chanalized...all they know is to fill thier umbra bellies to thier hearts content! 'n i wonder
if they are apt in this task of thier's either.....the green notes have made mankind sightless in regard to
everything except their own narrow self...what is presented to the general masses is a mere facade..
What lies beneth is real hard truth......dat we living in a free India r yet not free..........
Girls are still considered abjectly servile,old parents are credited as pieces of immovable rig,
the labour class is treated as a cold-blooded cluster,the so-called middle-class is mediated an
hackneyed assemblage,the aristrocrats- is a different clan alltogether,consumed in thier ornamental
and sumptuous esoteric interests 'n the youth-the schemed dummy bantam wave of every
single controversy which needs a chain-reaction! that is precisely, what 'n how i see my nation as,
in this contemporary age.....after over 60 yrs of independence.....after a lineage of donkey's years of
struggle in every which way in every purview.
And now there is nothing as 'the need of the hour'.....the hour that needed that impetous has long lost
its age.....the urgency now is to server change as change should be.....the demand is of a switch...
a revolution.....to shape the soul--the inner being!
We need to realize that we are all son's of the same God...'n no lesser God's exist.
We need to reach the hollow....to listen to the voice of truth....to realize that there's no religion above
humanism 'n to learn to respect it.
The devoirs before us are immensely huge...but we need to stick together in our journey to the next
pedestrian....our quest for a better india that allready exists....the hunger is to look for it!
Simar :)
4:55 pm
29 July, 2006
The voice remains discouraged,unheard...we are where we started from....not an inch moved!
I talk of the very notion of freedom.What we see is a mucky, an overcast shadow of the past....
We r still not free!
Humanity is it self in question today.Who are we?-humans first.....not precisely though....
we r more of a religion,cast 'n creed divided jungle...
yes 'jungle' is what i call my nation!
'n even that, i believe is an understatement!
We live in a privilige of thickset asinine people who refuse to budge before the truth...
'n the truth is that we are living in a nation of blind believes,dumb proletariats and deaf head honcho's...
I voice my soul.
The essentia of my note is not directed to a particular cause,a prominent creed or a certain sect
of people....but in general to the people who have the right to know where their country is leading.
The custodians of our rights are themselves clueless of the dimensions in which these liberities
can be chanalized...all they know is to fill thier umbra bellies to thier hearts content! 'n i wonder
if they are apt in this task of thier's either.....the green notes have made mankind sightless in regard to
everything except their own narrow self...what is presented to the general masses is a mere facade..
What lies beneth is real hard truth......dat we living in a free India r yet not free..........
Girls are still considered abjectly servile,old parents are credited as pieces of immovable rig,
the labour class is treated as a cold-blooded cluster,the so-called middle-class is mediated an
hackneyed assemblage,the aristrocrats- is a different clan alltogether,consumed in thier ornamental
and sumptuous esoteric interests 'n the youth-the schemed dummy bantam wave of every
single controversy which needs a chain-reaction! that is precisely, what 'n how i see my nation as,
in this contemporary age.....after over 60 yrs of independence.....after a lineage of donkey's years of
struggle in every which way in every purview.
And now there is nothing as 'the need of the hour'.....the hour that needed that impetous has long lost
its age.....the urgency now is to server change as change should be.....the demand is of a switch...
a revolution.....to shape the soul--the inner being!
We need to realize that we are all son's of the same God...'n no lesser God's exist.
We need to reach the hollow....to listen to the voice of truth....to realize that there's no religion above
humanism 'n to learn to respect it.
The devoirs before us are immensely huge...but we need to stick together in our journey to the next
pedestrian....our quest for a better india that allready exists....the hunger is to look for it!
Simar :)
4:55 pm
29 July, 2006
Feels like an eon.......
It really does....indeed.....banged into the world of blogs way back the previous year......made one for myself......'n then acquainted myself with a plenary boulevard of writings......that i left myself with no time 'n interest to bring myself alive to this page of mine.........but now as i see the blogs of my friends 'n acquaintances, those long lost thrills of posting a new text 'n anticipating waits of a comment from somebody...anybody for dat matter.....brings me back to my home!wishing to revive 'n recove quite soon....i make a new quest.....i take a walk.....
Bless Me GOD!
Amen!
sIMar :)
Bless Me GOD!
Amen!
sIMar :)
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