XtremeDreamers: My Love

I walk alone, in this path of life
Dark and deep, my search was this
I dreamt of a girl, bold and beautiful
To care and love, Oh yeah! its a bliss
The feel for her, all through my heart
Though was alone, it tore me apart


Dreams I have, a lot in the mind
My Woman is one, the precious of all
Lots of winters' cold cozy wind
I waited for her and then came the fall!
She chose me and made me look proud
I made her mine, its destiny afterall


Here is she, my woman in the dream
"For better or worse, for richer or poorer
In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish
From this day forward, until death do us part"
I hold her hand and all this I scream
In the midst of crowd, with all their smiles
I'll make her mine and we will walk through miles


Dreams I had, a lot in the mind
My Woman became true, the precious of all
Lots of winters' cold cozy wind
I waited for her and then came the fall!
Here we are, the soul mates from heaven
Joy filled rest, its destiny afterall

XtremeDreamers: Sorry

This all started one fine day

When i realized this is not my way

I threw myself outta' the ship

You gave my back a nice lil whip

Here I am, back in the groove

Strong and subtle, to make everything move

Outta' my head is a big bold block

To work around the quick round clock

Oh my precious, you know me

why this folly to just let it be

Hold my hands, I see you smile

Be my side, letz walk thorugh this mile

Yes I am eccentric, not alone this time

Please come out from this game of mime

I open my heart, here it goes

I feel for it, am sorry for all your woes

This is me not just pity

Oh yeah I am, always witty

I never meant, to be so mean

Now this time, am just so keen

Oh my precious, you know me

why this folly to just let it be

Hold my hands, I see you smile

Be my side, letz walk thorugh this mile

Just to break the routine

I believe Love and Pain are the origin of great literature. Though i may have missed chances or never had any of the feel for former, the latter drove me to write this. This will not be a regular blog but this post is my first poem on "Who am I?". The question that many searched for and very few realized. I am still in the cocoon of this self driven society but still to give it a try... here it goes:

Who am I?

Born to be cool, raised as boredom;

Born with virtues, cultivated by social evils;

Born as a human, living like a peasant;

Born for a purpose, existing to solve what the riddle is;

Oh! The power above me, sans my qualms and arise me from the ashes.

Birth, due to a false feel of pleasure;

Life, on false hopes of satisfaction;

Death, a never wanted wish;

Judgment, an unsolved mystery;

Oh! The power above me, sans my qualms and arise me from the ashes.

- Please make me realize "Who am I?"