Tuesday, 31 January 2012


Standing a little shy, by the classroom door,
I saw him first, nearly twelve years before.

It was my first day in my very own school,
Although really nervous, I was keeping my cool.

Never did I think that in my first day,
A very special one was to cross my way.

Yashin my dear, it was none other than you,
In that momentous, wonderful view.

We became friends at the very first sight,
For your charm was special and so was it bright.

It was the begining of a special relation,
One which I want to keep till my cremation.

We've been friends for years twelve,
Deep into each others mind we did delve.

All those days we talked out our hearts,
We were a machine's inseparable parts.

Your roll number, always followed mine
And on exam days, this made you happy and fine.

We've had our fights but they never lasted long,
I couldn't remain mad for we were friends that strong.

The parting of ways is soon to come,
And though my heart is beating like a drum,

I'm sure you will do well to keep in touch,
Of you I ask only this much.

At the distance of a call, I'll always be,
Just dial my number whenever you need me.

Tuesday, 17 January 2012

Sans Love

There used to be a time when I was madly in love
When each day of m life seemed a treasure trove.

She was my world and her breath, my life.
Her existence was the reason for me being alive.

Nights used to be endless, dreams were kept at bay.
Topics were limitless, sleep never came our way.

Reality became a mirage and the mirage seemed real,
For such was the power of love, exotic and surreal.

Never did I give a thought, “What after this”?
For around me was love’s all consuming bliss.

But sooner or later, the mirage has to end.
And when it did, I was left alone to fend.

I nearly lost my mind for so high was my fall.
Instead of sprinting, now time seemed to crawl.

The world faded into black, then came a binding light.
My eyes hurt, so did my brain, I lost all my fight.

Nights remained endless, but filled with numbing pain.
Sleep simply eluded me, all my efforts in vain.

An idol was crushed and was displaced.
There was no way for it to be replaced.

After love comes agony and regret.
Its an experience not easy to forget.

Sans love there lies a gaping black hole.
Waiting in its haunches to consume us in whole.