Why do we fall in love?

Why do we fall in love?

how does it happen,

Yells of laughter you hear when your in love,

Does it happen because of feelings?

Or by the way that we look?

Why do we fall in love?

Each persons answer is different,

Forever you remember your first kiss,

And the feeling you get when they put their arms around you,

Love is one of the greatest feelings,

Love is more than anyone can explain,

It dosent just have to be that special person,

No-one knows when they find that special person,

Love is one of those things that you never really know the answer to,

Or if it will happen to you

Volume of love can be in different capasities,

Everyone finds love in different ways,

Will anyone really know the answer?

what it means loosing a dearest friend ???????

Dear FriendIf I never saw you again,

My dearest friend,

How would I feel?

How can I put it into words,

That unexplainable pain.

Skin on skin, The lovers delight,

Secrets unveiled,

Deepest talkThrough the night,

my dearest friend.

The sunrise of a new day,

A sky no artist could fake

The warmth of your body

Entwined and still asleep

My dear, dear friend.

For you, my friend

Show the true colours,

that must be worn,

Show no fear but care,

for what has gone before.........

A Confession in a dream

One late night , I literally don't know y the ever i got this dream in my mind was just recovering from a high fever in the midnight i woke up nd again slept after sometime this dream seemed to be meaningless to me because this was a confessing incident which occured unknowing in my dream

Yes! you are the girl,
Met him in crises
Walked together and shared
comforted,anguish in his soul.

Yes! you are the tincture,
Doctor daignose the patient,
scan him,
Don't pierce him,it pains!

Yes! you are the lantern,
Crutches in his wilderness,
Saved from being psychotic,
What,can he reckon with you?

Yes! you are the solictor,
his torn emotions,unknown of deception,
faught to realise his unique self,rekindled,
What,you know, than he did?

Yes! you are the engineer,
Channnelised passion and thought,
balanced;Introduced to hard reality,
Oh! he screamed "I am I"

Yes! you are venus
Slumberous ocen of love,
The churning emotions,
like the oil in the engine boils,

Go be his Spirit,
Go be his Spirit,shape the unshaped.

Meaning Of A Friend...

True friendship costs nothing,
But gives you so much.
It brings forth a warmth of happiness,
Knowing that someone cares.
It gives you a smile of laughter,
That makes your day brighter.
It creates that unmistakable harmony,
That you are wanted and trusted.
It gives you a meaning of belonging,
knowing someone believes in you.
It perks you up when you are feeling sad,
It's that shining star of hope,
Coming out when you need it most.

My memories

Now life has changed & I must walk alone
The common faces disappear like words
merged into a book & lost in the vast mind
The fun I had,the trip we took
sitting alone looking into nothing
Memories flash some good some bad;
This world could be the same& throw you
away but through sun and the rain
good memories give me a space.Then
Friends fade away like clouds,
the bonds slowly break
And I feel lonely for a few days,
But i cherish my old memories
forever n ever.........

pushpa

I Know You're near me

I know you're near me
When the sun shines so warmly..
And the wind softly rustles
Through the whispering,dancing willows.

I see you in the gently falling rain drops
that catch the glints of sunshine..
and break into myriads of dazzling colours
That seem to echo the joy within me...

I look up at the pale moon overhead
The silver rays striking the dark
All around me..And know,
you're near somewhere
you see,my dear,your presence
Is so difficult to HIDE.............

pushpa

my dearest friend

Around the corner I have a friend
in this great city tht has no end,
yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it,a year has gone,
And I never see my old friend's face,
For life is a sweet gift & a terrbile race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell,
And he rang mine,but we were younger then,
And now we are busy tired guy &gal
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name,
"Tomorrow"I say,"I will call on time"
Just to show I'am thinking of him.
But tomarrow comes & goes,
And the distance between us grows &grows,
Around the corner,yet miles away.

pushpa