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February 17 2009 2 17 /02 /February /2009 17:15

a slow disease is lonliness,
and from cancer it is no less.
it kills you every day,
and you have no say.

from others you run away,
and find no escaping way.
harder you try to pull out,
the tougher gets the bout.

you want yourself to be happy,
but the life gets real sloppy.
no one around you find,
and this keeps pinching your mind.

you try to avoid being left behind,
but even then with yourself no one you find.
the world seems to be moving ahead,
forgetting you like a dead.

u want some attention,
and for this u keep finding a solution.
ur friends know u have changed a lot,
but wud never look into by what this change has been brought.

u keep gazing at things for long,
making this disease get strong.
dnt laugh as u usually did,
all the good things frm u appear to be hid.

the frustration keeps on mounting,
and deeper u keep getting.
the life is at its worst,
and the mind seems to be about to burst.

wait friend wait,
till its too late.
get out of this,
or the beautiful life u'll miss.

there is no time to b sad,
and on any1 dnt get mad.
its ur life ur own,
and it will grow as u have sown.

laugh if it makes u cry,
never fall how hard it may try.
rise above and move ahead,
make count ur every word said.

 

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February 16 2009 1 16 /02 /February /2009 16:21

the death of a person is inevitable,
and it leaves the close one's unstable.
and the same happened to us a few days back,
he left for heaven creating a void in the rack.

we miss him and remember him for his deeds,
and because he fulfilled our needs.
it is tough to overcome the pain,
as we lost the source of our gain.

lost my naanu, its still hard for me to believe,
never ever dreamt that ever he wl leave.
a man i wud always look upto,
in hands of who's i grew.

image of being strict he created,
but everyones happiness for him mattered.
wud look awesome in his best dresses,
and that eyes kept smiling behind his glasses.

my mom says he worked day night,
to prevent them frm problem even slight.
but i know he was one of his kind,
who wl always put the right in your mind.

active, he always wanted u to be,
and made sure he always pointed me.
the christian dior glares he wud wear,
and the shoes were polished clear.

this time to home when i go,
i'll miss meeting him for sure.
some more time wd us u spent,
i wished u had never left.

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February 14 2009 6 14 /02 /February /2009 21:52

if only u were there,
to help me out when i wanted.
if only u were there,
to understand what goes on here.

i wish i cud get u,
and b always wd u.
but i know its just a wish,
thats nevr going to to click.

if only u knew what i want,
and took care of wat i thot.
if only u wr there,
besides me when i was to die.

i wish this was true,
as i have wishes only few.
u b wd me through all highs and lows,
v move hand in hand, just v two.

if only u tell me everyday,
that u love me a lot.
if only u wr the one
wd whom i was to spend my life.

i just wish happiness,
and v both spending a holiday is the seas.
going for a romantic weekend,
looking for love till the world's end.

it is not just i want from u,
i want u to give ur problems.
give me ur pain and suffering,
i'll take them smiling.

but never get into tears,
forget all ur fears.
i'll b alongside u,
and wont ever leave u.

just pull up ur hand,
close ur eyes and call me.
i'll hold it and kiss u,
hug u and cuddle u.

i wnt say that v wl die together,
but wl live together.
and who remains later after death,
wl cherish d moments together v spent.

i love u darling,
i'm holding onto u wd this string.
let me tell the whole world,
let me shout,and tell that for me u r the world.

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February 14 2009 6 14 /02 /February /2009 21:49

The journey to clg frm d skool,
was supposed to b cool.
but it is not...,
and mind it u need to study a lot.

in clg if u want enjoyment,
then i'm sry here this is not at all meant..
frm 9 to 6 u r in classes,
and d rest of d time is spent wd glasses.

if u want a cool hot sexy girl friend,
then plz note that here there is no such trend.
a few are over weight,
and the rest u never want to make ur mate..

the guys r too sweet,
so better b away after one meet.
d seniors r too rash,
and they even take d best ones frm ur batch.

and d tiny one wd a guitar,
is a moon among a few stars..
a girl who hasn't taken a bath since a year,
even she has found a bf frm second year..


a guy wd a big nose resembling kamal hasan,
considers himself to b tashan.
and d girl wd defected eye,,
wants adventure on her first date wd her guy.

d guy wd d bekham style,
wants to try d 6000 ranked profile.
and there is another icing on d cake,
when a guy wd big hands give u a big hand shake.

a girl like paaji that u find in oat,
has a few girls around who hold his key.
to praise a bit he dances really well,
until and unless on stage he fell..

there is a gang which calls itself 'pee',
and once u c them all u'll say chee.
they r so sweet,
that u wont even prefer them over ur foul smelling feet.

there's a batch which was shattered,
coz it really never mattered.
on b'days they get together to eat,
and rest of d time they never ever meet.

this is d true story of 'JP'
and if u dont believe then y dont u come and c.
u'll come here in search of tweeties,
but instead u'll find urself among aunties..

 

 

 


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February 14 2009 6 14 /02 /February /2009 21:47

well another year comes to an end,
and to each others wishes we send.
hoping to make the next one better,
and praying for what in our life's matter.

the preceding year brought with it its own joys,
and there were even some sad ploys.
but we need to move ahead here,
and not give the past even a stare.

the year brings with it the resolutions,
so that there are no more complications.
but we need to adhere to our pledges,
and work hard to get more badges.

the next year will be almost same,
the famous will earn more fame.
more and more will get unwell,
and still we hope that everything goes well.

there will be terrorist attacks,
and in the menu they'll add a few snacks.
indian team will do good,
and the poor would still starve for food.

there will be elections in the nation,
and the politicians will promise for a cheaper ration.
but you wont see them later,
and the corruption will get much greater.

so wats happy in this 'new year',
its the same old bitter pear.
the good will get best,
but what about the rest?

will we be able to eradicate the curses,
and fill all the empty purses?
No,NO,NO.... there is nothing good,
its only the same old mood.

ask those who last year lost some one close,
did life anything for them chose??
but this is how it goes on,
and u cant escape this thorn.

lets make this year a bit different,
and do what for us is meant.
help yourself and rise above other,
so that you take your family and country further.

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February 14 2009 6 14 /02 /February /2009 21:44

                        

its tough to praise someone,
and its easier to blame anyone.
you can talk about someone's mistakes for whole day long,
and can even on it sing a song.

you can say  something on someone's back,
and fill with curses his rack.
go around the place and degrade him,
and fill the ears about him till the brim.

but it takes courage to tell the truth,
and tell everyone about the golden tooth.
not everyone can praise,
because its tougher than the toughest maze.

its easy to find faults in a person,
but tough to do work without committing mistake even one.
the better the person who dares to make a mistake,
than the one who is himself a fake.

you learn once you make a mistake,
and then in your life's movie you have another take.
its good to have a person to admire,
but never ever his mistakes you should hire.

there is no one similar to you,
so how can you hope someone enter your shoe?
after you die you are just a past,
and no one remembers you in this world so fast.

so why waste time in fights?
instead try climbing to heights.
people remember you by your deed,
and not by your creed.

so do something great while u live,
and to others only happiness you should give.
thats the best way to get blessed,
and by all religions this is said.

rise to a level above others,
and make proud your mothers.
besides for yourself, do something for this mankind,
then only to remember you, this world will be kind.

dont die like any ordinary man,
and try making more people your fan.
live your life your own way,
and in your wishes dont let it sway.

                                              by-
                                                 DEEPAWAL GROVER


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February 14 2009 6 14 /02 /February /2009 21:41

zindagi tujhse hume shikwe  bahut hai,
tune diye hume gamm bahut hai.
abb toh sudhar jaa,
itna toh naa hume tu sataa.

kab chali jaae tu yeh kise pata,
kam se kam jab tak hai tab tak naa rulaa.
hum toh tere apno mein se hai,
fir kyon bhala rakha hume gairon saa hai.

maang maang kar thak gae hai rabb se pyaar,
par kabhi naa diya usne mere dilko karaar.
jab bhi maine kisi ko chaaha,
humesha use hi apne se door jaate paaya.

har waqt apne mooh par jhoothi hasi le kar main chalta gaya,
iss jhooth mein apne aap ko hi main bhool gaya.
jab bhi laga k ab toh khushi hi khushi hai,
tabhi pata laga k yeh ek jhoothi tasalli hai.

jin jin ko samjha maine apne paas,
ab toh unse bhi nahi dikhti koi aas.
kaise rehte hai akele yeh koi mujhse seekhe,
kabhi toh koi aa k mere andar k dukh ko dekhe.

apno mein bhi paraaya sa mehsoos kiya,
tabhi toh hamesha dukhon se raha ghira.
kahaan k liye chalaa tha aur kahaan pahunch gaya,
ab khada beech chaurahe pe main hun bhatak gaya.

ab toh dikha de sahi raasta,
zindagi tujhe hai rabb kaa waasta.
aur naa de ab koi naye gamm,
chahe kar de tu meri umar kam.

 

 

 

 

 

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February 14 2009 6 14 /02 /February /2009 18:49
my heart that beats behind my ribs,
cannot let me bring those words on my lips.
so as i cannot say,
i'll like to pray
to god and to every1,
to give me the only one
whom i love from wdin my heart
d one who's cute and just too smart.
when i wake up every day
i just remember the very day
the day when i met her
and booked my heart just for her.
now i just wait for her,
untill she gives an answer
to the question
that would she b mine,
or would i b thrown on a land mine..
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February 14 2009 6 14 /02 /February /2009 18:48

                             THE SO CALLED "SUCCESS"


its been a long journey,
still its tough to find the success key.
you need to keep moving on,
forgetting all that has already gone.

there's no time to sit,
because then for life you are not fit.
competetion in all fields you find,
they say it is to make strong your mind.

the final aim of all is to succeed,
without even caring about your deed.
there's the survival of the fittest darwin said,
and since young it has been put into our head.

to avoid being the laughing lot,
the victry road you need to adopt.
they deliver lectures once they succeed,
so that we get fruit from every seed.

every one is too busy with his own life,
and you make your work ur own wife.
with your work you are awake and asleep,
and to remind you there's always a beep.

expectations of your parents,
form around you a huge tent.
in the middle of the road i stand,
with the list of expectations in my hand.

everything appears to be falling on me all of a sudden,
and me gasping for breath under this huge burden.
break, please break these shakles around me,
and how beautiful is life just let me see.

i want to breath free,
please listen to my plea.
i dont want to die like any other ordinary guy,
and to be famous i will definitly try.

to this most of you wl agree,
and how many of us follow this lets see.
its tough to be different from the rest,
but this will only label you as the best.

though success here is also not a guarantee,
but i promise that you'll enjoy in plenty.
so why live the life so boring,
when u can enjoy every song that life sing..

 
                                                     by-
                                                    Deepawal Grover     

 

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February 14 2009 6 14 /02 /February /2009 18:38


                     THE CRYING MUMBAI

What is life for you,
it depends on one's own view.
it may be till you live or until you die,
then over this why do we cry.

we have our end for sure,
and for this there is no cure.
still in life we find time for fights,
and neglect the beautiful sights.

to pray we give a few minutes in the morning,
and for the rest of the day do we check our own doing?
it is the selfishness that in this world prevails,
and the good feelings of ours it curtails.

the act of terror near the "GATEWAY",
didnt leave a word for us to say.
they came ten in number,
and took hundereds on that night of november.

it took hours to kill those ten,
and took lives of many of our brave men.
then the resignations from the politicians came,
and they started the same old blame game.

how can they put an end to one's lifeline??
and steal from him the next day's sunshine?
they have no right to kill the innocents,
and bluntly ignore their sentiments.

it takes days to come to terms,
and then for next attack it is turn.
how many will die this way?
this time we need to say.

stop it before we become another taliban,
and let us be the same old peacful hindustan.
stand against these coward,
and take the nation forward.

pray for those who died to save others,
and made proud their own mothers.
lets not waste their life so precious,
and fight against these people so atrocious.

let the billion voices come together,
and the courage we all gather.
this time we need a strong action,
an action that answers all our question.

don't let win these negative elements,
and form around us their terror tents..
it is we only who need to fight,
and let them know about our might.

let the candle of unity be lit,
and this time at their den we hit.
make our actions speak louder,
and kill this pest all together..

                                            by-
                                            DEEPAWAL GROVER
   

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