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

Rain

The wind,it blomes the clinging clouds
From mountain top to hill
And around one leaf and grain of dust
That once weree laid to still.
The hummid air,it blows my hair
And grey clouds high............
While white ones hug the rocky sheets
With endless tender tone.
The binds fly fall in guts of glue
The clouds their laughter spill
The sun is gone,the curtains drawn
And the wind sings tender still.
Perhaps one day it will be known.
Perhaps it will be shown
Perhaps the days that we see now
Will tell us then somehow
what secret lies in passing time............

A hundred,a thousand years perhaps
may suddenly collapse:
Knowledge betray and memory fail
The world regret and bewail
The ruthless cruelty of passing time.....
A hundred years,a thousand years perhaps
may suddenly dearly group
awaken asleep and open eyes
Everyday sun suddenly surprise
And the world marvel
At the power of passing time
Perhaps we think ,it is us that pass.
And yet we cry-alas!
Too short is this life we are given!
And by hope we are driven..........
Hope for knowledge for all that we have
Tells us not the secret of passing time.......


pushpa