Thursday, March 25, 2010

First Kiss

He looked into my eyes
And I felt my heart skip a beat,
His fingers rushed through my hair
And all I knew it was time for a treat.

As he came closer,
Our breaths fell in love…
With his hands around my waist,
I begged my watch to stop, and let time take a bow.

Our lips were so close,
The space between felt shy…
I draped my arms over his neck,
And he pulled me closer, Oh My!

The touch of his lips took me into another world,
With my eyes closed, I was living a dream, unsaid, untold.
We embraced in each other for long and time just flew by,
The first kiss of love is a glory in the heart, until you die.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Another Chance

If Life was to give me just one more chance,
If life was to give me just another tune to dance,
If there was just one button to press,
I would rewind and re-start just a few pages from my past.

Mistakes I made are seldom the ones to learn from,
Times I changed are never the ones to return on,
But all that I did was part of my growing,
And if not totally satisfied, my soul has definitely grown up to be too strong.

My life is a story to tell, an experience to live,
It’s had its own twists and turns with every move having a reason to give,
But if your life is even an inch closer to mine,
Then akin to me, just take another chance and ask God to forgive.

Monday, March 8, 2010

No Regrets

Ups & Downs,
Rights & Wrongs,
Just one life to live…
And I have done it all.

On my terms I live,
In my own space I breathe,
Away from my home…
I have made a living, indeed.

Years have passed by,
And of course I miss my folks,
But this living alone…
Has definitely taught me loads.

From pain to recovery,
From heart breaks to makes,
If someone was to teach lessons on life…
Trust me, I could do it without re-takes.

Passion for Life,
Craze for Work,
This was the driving force for me…
That let me survive the days that were a whore.

All I do now is accept life as it comes,
Sway to the beats and choose my own moves,
Some are Right, Most are wrong…
But my life has its own charm, and I regret not one of its moods.