What to expect I don't know

Wouldn't mind a NO

relationship if can't

Let's just be friends

On such a lovely day

In the middle of the May

I do not know what to say

And that's just my way

From your eyes that glance

Reachin my nose that scent

For them I will pay every cent

They make me want to dance

They make me want to loose balance

Everything I can I will give

Everything I will leave

Only for you I will live

How to say I have no clue

No its not out of blue

I mean it when I say 'I love you'

This is the song

since I wrote its been long

You won't prove me wrong

I know at the core

But my eyes are sore

Just a sight, not more

I am waiting by the shore

Haven't even trespassed my dreams

Mad at me you seems

O my sweetheart, O my hare

I can't stand the nightmare

You are my daylight

You are my moonlight

Without you I am wayward

Heading deathward

Humility

Only reason I am so humble

When I am all so able

Because life is not a fable

whatever be the label

So when I would fumble

when there would be a rumble

when I can't even mumble

when things would be rough-n-tumble

Among the jumble

To face the crumble
To have things unscramble

I would need a kambal

And not the grumble

Its that simple!

kambal--Hindi word for blanket

Time 'n' Life

What comes is time

What goes is time,

What stays is memory

not to be priced in dime,

Making life a ceremony

where you can hear wind chime

in the name of glory

What a start!

after a first day at college lectures
with no fractures
there was an evening
of lot of gaming
and came the night
starting with a fright
caused by the fire alarm
that went on before clock alarm
students out in the sleep
with no time for clothes to slip
leaving nakedness at its peak
under the moonlight
with sun yet to sneak
standing by the street light
staring at the stop light
feeling the heat
filling with the sweat
from head to feet
that wasn't sweet

after a light year
to bear
there came an end
to this noisy band
students moving-in
and cursing
some dizzy
some noisy
to find out
about
getting locked out
during a block out
there is no doubt
that this will sprout
in the memory
of every.

Woke up in the morning
With night’s moaning
And the body stinking
Entered the bathroom
To face the gloom
For no water
Either to brush
Or to flush
Or to clean
Or to drink.

Feels like a heavenly prank
This very thought
Caused my heart to sank
After all it was a START!