They say men dont cry...its a mere lie

They say men don't cry

Its a mere lie!!!

What if you see one morning the pillow wet with his tears

What if there are his moments of weakness and he feels no one cares

What if his sultry eyes often speak more than he shares

What if his hands start shivering when he looses his dearest near

What if he dun show his angst very clear

What if he has given somebody his moment of closeness and cheer

They say men dun cry

Its a mere lie...

Meaningness...

I need the fresh air

And the morning breeze

Want my old self

Free spirit with the sky my own habitat.

Life is sometimes entangled

With reasons unknown

And here with the pleasure of

Knowing my ordeals with elan

But stuck in my own web.

Want to meet the bird in me

Get rid off the hook am tied with

Touch the cloud which flows with no means

Still making the world so beautiful.

The green fields often ask me

If i have lost the vigour of life

Makes me question

Where i lost my depth and the broad vision.

The running river challenges my patience

And i dare not see myself defeated

But that's what i learn from the flow

All you need is patience

To get along with all upheavals

That bicycle man near by my native

Works so hard still no good return

I ask God if that's what you pay for honesty

I doubt HIS existence

But than in the evening i saw a smiling face, 

His 5 year old daughter hanging on back...

Looks up ...God says > What he wanted from life and he gets it.

I realise life has different meanings for different people.

Not all are same, not dreams are same. Not even the measure of happiness.

We have to choose our own way

Keeping the comparisons @ bay

There is always a hope of ray

And here i am there to stay

Even with all odds and difficulties there may....

live life...your way

Make it...worth pay.

"it never lasts"

you think it lasts forever......but it never does
something happens
A fight,a move, a marriage , a funeral
no matter what the reason is
it never lasts forever
But u wont forget that person ...you may have been like bosom pals
you may have met ..few years ago
it doesnot matter
whatever you do ...cherish it forever
'cause life never guarantees...it will last as long as u wanted
so take the moments of hurt...and replace them with time you spent laughing on the floor about a simple ""thats what she said ""joke
replace the anger ...with caring that person left behind
replace the pains with memories of laughter
they will get u thru the bad
just remember to enjoy it as long as you can
bcos ,,,,sooner or later ,,,,,,,,,,,it will end .

- by aditi