GOD AND FELONY
Category: Poetry
FOR YOU
I was waiting for you so long,
My life stuck, never nearing a dawn
And suddenly you came over
Not in the expected way,
Not even charming
But you captured my heart
Became my lover.
It was a fantasy for me,
I wasn’t prepared.
We had our tough times,
Times I was scared
Yet, you held my hand
Guided me along
And for the first time,
I trailed by
Without asking why.
Sometimes you went away
Promised me you would come.
I waited for you each day,
You arrived- Breathless you had become
You smiled, said sorry
For you were late than ever
I smiled and said, it’s okay
But I was thinking inside-
I would have waited forever. 🙂
Hate You, but Its Not True
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way you smile
I hate it when you make me laugh
And get me dreaming all the time
I hate it when I can’t talk to you
As much as I want
I hate it when we sit so close
Yet apart, taking these feelings for grant.
I hate the way you look away
When I look at you
But sometimes when I catch your eye
You give me feelings so true
I hate the fact that I know
You are in love with me
And even hate myself more
‘Cause I love you too, so wonderfully
I hate this love,
which we both can’t express
I hate it when other things are brought above
Our love, creating confusion and mess.
I hate the way I’m crazy
About you, my life’s all hazy
I hate it but I’m addicted
There’s nothing I can do..
I hate the way I think of you
My heart full of love
I hate you of all the people in this world
But I can’t stop loving you.
BROKEN WINGS
I lived in vain, cold and despair
For the time I woke, no one cared
Left alone in this dark world
I join my hands, with fear and cold.
With wounded, numb and injured hands,
I tripped and landed in your arms
I opened my eyes and looked at you
For you were an angel, I fell for you.
You broke my heart and tore me apart,
And crushed my soul, in tears and fear
For you weren’t an angel but just a fake
Who came in my life as a game.
You were my wings that helped me fly,
Helped me soar high up in the sky
But now my wings broke with gain,
And I fell down with much pain.
My broken wings broke my heart,
Still broken, never making a start
Every time I try to fly, in haste I fall,
Without my wings I feel so small.
The beautiful wings won the race,
And left me staring at my own face
The broken wings of my dreams,
Mourning with a silent scream.
– Rubina and Shreya !
LIFTING A DREAM
I look at the world
And see everything dancing
Caught up in a swirl
And always advancing
Everything, Without You
When my mother will die,
out of pain and gloom
You won’t be here to hold my hand
To wipe my tears and
pull me close,
‘Cause you won’t understand.
When my father will die,
out of age and blue
You won’t be here to bid
Adieu,
To my sadness and my pain
‘Cause then you’ll have,
nothing to gain.
When my sister will die,
of a broken heart
Of a lost love that
tore her apart
You won’t be helping me
pick up the pieces
‘Cause you don’t know
what its like.
I’ll be alone, wrinkled and
grey
Longing for love, trying to pray
Waiting for your lips to touch
mine
Yet, my dreams are far and fine.
‘Cause you won’t be there,
You never were
Our love long lost, too
weak for care
You survived, be sure I can too
Because I’m everything
Without You.




