DIPSOMANIACS

Yesterday I saw a drunk man sitting on the footpath trying to gather his entire strength just to stand on his feet, upright. I've also been drunk once aand just can't remeber what all I did. But as my friends tell me I proved to be one hell of an asshole..... I was just swaying while walking and talked all about someone whom I didn't know, but surely loved! Now is that possible to do in saner circumstances (Lets keep my poet friends out of it!)

What I have realized is that when u r drunk you try to force away all the manners u'v learnt throughout u'r life. If u don't do that then u'r not drunk. Because the only purpose u drink is to forget u'rself. Why else would someone drink?? when we are sane we create cobwebs around ourselves, family, friends, beloved, society, etioquettes et al.

But....is that the way to face life. I don't think so. By getting ourselves drunk we find an excuse to run away from life. We start blaming others for our current circumstances, but deep down we must realize that it is us who have put ourselves there sanely or insanely...... I am an astout believer in god and always upheld the view that god always gives us what we want (sooner or later) and it is us who despise him for giving that to us...later.

OOOPs I hope that was not a sermon that I wrote....Jyaada pee lee shayad!!
So guys the next time we all raise a toast in the name of life just remember that it is life that we will be running away from !!

LOVE IS IN THE AIR

LOVE

The snow, so peaceful and serene,

caressed by the soft moonlight,

gave magical feelings to the night.

The soft blue glow,

the lovers' words that then did flow,

their lips closer and closer

until, locked in the throes

of a passionate embrace,

he decided to express his feelings,

to keep her safe.

He whispered softly,

his words like music to her ears,

"I Love You,"

and her response the same,heard like the gentle breeze,

"And I, love you, forever."

That was the night they promised

to be together through everything,

each to care for the other when old and gray

A lovers' pactthe most likely to last.

WHY?

If asked why I love her I would say

It’s the sway in her hips,

the thickness in her thighs.

It’s the lust in her lips,the love in her eyes.

It’s the softness of her skin,

the silk in her hair.

It’s the twist in her walk;

it’s the sweetness in her talk.

It’s the way she loves me

that makes me love her each day.

That is what I would say.

WHAT IS LOVE?

Love is like magic

And it always will be.

For love still remainsLife's sweet mystery!!

Love works in ways

That are wondrous and strange

And there's nothing in lifeThat love cannot change!!

Love can transform

The most commonplace

Into beauty and splendor

And sweetness and grace.

Love is unselfish,Understanding and kind,

For it sees with its heartAnd not with its mind!!

Love is the answer

That everyone seeks...

Love is the language,

That every heart speaks.L

ove can't be bought,

It is priceless and free,

Love, like pure magic,

Is life's sweet mystery!!

LOVE!!!

Love feels no burden,

thinks nothing of trouble,

attempts what is above its strength,

pleads no excuse of impossibility...

It is therefore able to undertake all things,

and it completes many things,

and warrants them to take effect,

where he who does not love would faint and lie down.

Love is watchful and sleeping, slumbereth not.

Though weary, it is not tired;though pressed, it is not straitened;though alarmed, it is not confounded...

Still in Love !!

I don't know what happens to people when they fall in love!! Even I am in love and think as if I am a totally different person all together. You just don't listen to the mind, the beats of your heart take control. You do what u'r heart wants you to do... and it's as if everything else has lost it's taste and the flow of time has slowed. Your mind tries to take control but then who can help those who have fallen.......fallen in love.

I just can't comprehend what is it that drives my heart to her, my soul to her..... myself to her. I guess it is her eyes, those mysterious black eyes!! I once tried to look into them but...but could not dare to look longer, because of the fear of being bewitched by them. Bewitched I am by her the charm of her slender beauty. She is as beautiful as a winter morning when there is chill in the air but at the same time warmth of the sun.....I want to feel the warmth of her beauty. I want to listen to her sweet soft voice that are like the sounds of the rivulets echoing in the air. Like the melody of a heart broken lover, that croon..... Her voice creates ripples in the quiet ocean of my heart, her smile makes the cruel world so innocent and .....

Come to me O love come to me for the sake of my life, take everything else from me but come to me......There is darkness of doubt all around me it is you who can give me light, light of life... I know it's tough but even the sun rises after a long slumber night...