Love Again.

Make me fall in love again
Help me live my life again
Pull me, Take me by the hand
To our world ...
Let the sun shine to its brightest
Bring down the sadness to its lightest
Pull me, Take me by the hand
To our world ...

I want to go there
Feel again the air
Where I kissed you
Where I loved you

Make me fall in love again
All all all over again

We were so in love
And then I got on your nerves
We fought so much
At the end, Lost so much.

Make me fall in love again
Help me live my life again
Pull me, Take me by the hand
To our world ...
Let the sun shine to its brightest
Bring down the sadness to its lightest
Pull me, Take me by the hand
To our world ...

Resting in peace.

Everyone has to die. And everyone knows that. My question is if death is the ultimate truth then why don’t we accept it happily? Here is Pavi. She chose the matter of her death and the way too.

It was too late to call it night, but you can’t call it morning as it’s too early for dawn too. Night’s brush dipped itself in the dark blue with the blackish tinge in it and painted the canvas of sky with millions of diamonds studded in it. She woke up. Went to everyone’s room and kissed their cheeks without them knowing. Sent SMS to all her friends. She wore her best dress, a light blue strapless gown with dark blue dust sprinkled on it. She let down her long curls and wore dark blue pearls in her neck. Without her shoes she stepped out. And went on, till she reached the bridge. Climbed up and looked around. And then slowly she let her legs slip into the enormous blue. First her toe, Knee and then the whole body touched the chilly water. She thought its going to be fun but it pricked her as thrones. For once she regretted and tried coming back up. But by now she was down enough to not get back and her chest, nose and eyes were burning as if was set on fire. After fighting with water and clutching it with failure she suddenly caught a glance of a starfish. Starfish smiled at her signifying her welcome. She smiled back. The water became strangely comfortable now. As she was drowning, her gown floated as if they were wings and her hair had spread upwards to form a micelle. They were looking like a tiara on her head. And she was looking like the water princess. ‘The blue water princess.’ She was still going down, deep in water. Then she saw goldfishes all around her. They looked happy and she felt cozy in between them. Their world was amazingly beautiful. She always wanted to fly but she never knew floating is much easier and adventurous. And now she was surrounded with stingrays. They were waving their tails. She waved back to bid them final good bye. Now everything was calm. Calm and quiet. First rays of sun entered and showered golden glitters on her. For once she looked up and smiled. She thought how beautiful this world is. She thanked everybody. Missed her family and friends. Kissed the necklace her love gave and started feeling sleepy. She had panicked enough. No energy left even to move her eyeballs now. Half sleepy, every time she blinked, that blackness bought the flash back of all her memories. Whether good, bad or related to nothing at all. And now she was a few inches away to the seabed where millions of lives must have turned into fossils and she was in the row. First her toe, knee and then the whole body touched the soft surface to lay down low among the tickling weeds. Her face was up and what all she could see was water. She thought -‘Ah! So long it took to complete this journey’. And then with bubbles around she started falling asleep. She thought ‘no need to panic no need to do anything, sleeping is good … silence is good’ It felt like she was on her mother’s lap. It was so calm, so quiet and peaceful everywhere. Felt like heaven. The ‘blue princess’ went to see the longest dream ever. RIP. Pavi…

Wasn’t that journey beautiful? The way she died was not painful or sad. Rather she made it wonderful. :) How do you wish to die?

Lyrics | Taylor Swift lyrics - Crazier lyrics

What is it with you?

I don’t really know what is it with you?
Whenever you are near I feel everything is new.
All my problems dissolve and
I know it is you who solves.
Without me showing,
Without me knowing.
You make me think so much, even the impossible. You have some powers.
You are out of this world. I want to meet you up above in the starry showers
Your smile just heals
All my pains and it deals,
Soothingly and
Lovingly
Come paint my world
Choose your own colors
I would not mind
Take your time.
I will just stare at you
Like little drops of dew
I don’t really know what is it with you?

Are you gone?

I’m here now

But I’m alone

You say you are around me.

But it seems like you are gone

There is nothing now

Not even the sound

I want to stay still

My world’s upside down

I often sit and cry. Saying:

‘Oh come soon! Please.’

Everything in my life is hard

Won’t you come and put them on ease?

Have you left? Or it’s just me?

Promises kept, till eternity

Come now, my world’s falling

Come now, my love’s calling

I try to gel around

Thinking, people would help

But I realize soon that

I cannot do your swap

I’m here now

But I’m alone

You say you are around me

But it seems like you are gone

And now I'm broken.

You can't let those people go, On whom you are totally dependent.

That day when I was sad, you made me smile.

You wiped all my tears, and helped me win the fight.

We have shared the moments I’d never forget …

You helped me gather back, when I broke down

I lost my hope and then to it, I found

It’s glad to find your arms wide open when I turn back …

You have put in all your best

So that I can fly out of my nest

You support me every time I fumble

And whenever nights are cold and dark

No one comes to light the spark

You would hold my hand and wouldn’t let me stumble.

But now I’m broken

I never knew things would turn this way out

Everything suddenly would disappear

But now I’m broken

Broken especially coz you are not around

Everything’s not always what it appears.

And now I’m broken…

I’m broken, into pieces.

I’m broken, and it teases.

I’m broken.

Just broken.

Being Sorry.

It is the result of my deeds I know.
I have forgotten, but you haven’t
At a go.
Promises I make,
Somewhere are erased.
This pain would remain,
I guess till a decade.

How would you believe me after my deeds?
There were promises which I said I’d keep.
My life has worn out
There is nothing I’m left with,
Only your love in my soul, and
Everywhere else underneath.

It is the results of my deed I know.
I have forgotten, but you haven’t
At a go.

Wounds are still there, somewhere deep.
I made promises in heaps.
It’s my mistake, no doubt.
Time is now still
Only your memories in my mind, and
Everywhere else beneath

It is the results of my deed I know.
I have forgotten, but you haven’t
At a go.

(Basically it’s said that To err is human. But I make use of that proverb too often. I make mistakes, intentionally or unintentionally and then say sorry. Someone once said me that being sorry is something serious. I can’t just say sorry and repeat it again. I’m trying hard to change myself.)

The Whispering Woods

Still too dark to wake up for others
Dead silence waiting for dawn.
Lazy flowers, Getting ready to bloom;
None sleeps forever, Sleep ain’t any doom.
It’s too dark to wake up, for dawn and to bloom,
Still some sound evades this thought
The whispers of the woods

This is a tale of a lady. A great lady who died unknown
She had this huge pain, which she hadn’t ever shown
Twelve years back from now this sad moment had come
This wasn’t ever recalled again, not even once by her.
Secret slept silently somewhere low in her soul,
She didn’t think she would ever empty the bowl.

On April the fifteenth she waited for her grand daughter
She felt excited, happy and relaxed to see her after so long.
‘Granny I missed you, we weren’t together all along’
‘There was a promise Mary, and it was very strong.
As you know I was in the prison, for once I had stolen bread
Because you were so hungry and your hunger couldn’t wait’. - She said

Twelve years she had waited for this time to come
Went to the prison for Mary and made caretaker to a nun
All because of the promise to her BFF she had done
‘Dear Rita, The secret has never been told,
I know Mary was a kid just 4 years old.’- She thought

Child Mary while playing had pressed
The trigger of his late Pa’s gun
And as her grand ma died, orphaned Mary was everywhere shunned
But because of her promise to Rita, she raised Mary till now.
‘Mary’s grown up and I need to tell her somehow.
Then what about the promise, the secret, the oath?
But it’s related to Mary, it can’t be left to her unknown.’

‘If I live, I would tell; the day I die, the secret’d be gone.
Switched off the lamp and with the same thought she slept.
On the dawn of the terrified dusk, when the secret had been recalled
Life of Mrs. Skitter after 92 years had its ultimate fall.
She was buried inside, deep down the earth
So did the secret which had so much or no worth


What’s this sound? Which’s breaking the silence near her grave?
No one knows the secret, on her soul which was engraved.
Still there is some sound, and these are the woods.
Woods are whispering the secret
The secret which faded with her vision
Would the whispering woods ever be listened?