The Earth Belongs To Me !!

well this is one of my favourite inspirational poems...it helped me a lot during my 12th and continues to do...

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,

And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;

If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

And treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,

And stoop and build ‘em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run -

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,

And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!

- Rudyard Kipling

this one is frm my favourite movie ''pretty woman''

Lay a whisper on my pillow
Leave the winter on the ground
I wake up lonely, is there a silence
In the bedroom and all around

Touch me now, I close my eyes
And dream away...

It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out

Make believing we're together
That I'm sheltered by your heart
But in and outside I turn to water
Like a teardrop in your palm

And it's a hard winter's day
I dream away...

It must have been love, but it's over now
It was all that I wanted, now I'm living without
It must have been love, but it's over now
It's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows....

It must have been love, but it's over now ...
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow.
It must have been love, but it's over now...
From the moment we touched till the time had run out.

Its comlicated !!

He's a friend but m really interested !!
Relationship status : its complicated...
We've been good friends all along ,
And the connection is also strong...
But I can't just get myself to say what I feel ,
Fighting my nerves is da real deal !
Maybe m scared of being rejected....
As they always say expect the unexpected !!
What would u take to go down on one knee ??
And get committed to me ?? :D
I'll give the world away to be in your arms....
My SRK standing with his arms open in yellow mustard farms :)
So stop being my bestest friend and be my ''someone special''
I cant pretend anymore tht my feeling fr u are artificial....
How do I tell him I really like him nd m interested ??
Relationship status : Its Complicated :)

- Adah...

My hilight :)

You are the highlight of my day.
In the morning after I struggle to get out of bed,
still feeling tired from the late night of us talking on here once again,
I check my e-mail to seewhat cute card, poem or phrase,you have sent to lift my spirits today.
With a smile on my face,
I head out the door,
Into a world, that to me is becoming unknown.
I think of you all day long,
then rush home so that we can chat once more.
I look up at the screen,
anticipating ,
those three little wordsthat have come to mean so much to me.
I sit there patiently waiting for you to arrive ,
overloading your mailbox,with "Me-Mail" in the meantime.
When you come on,
my heart beats fast and strong.
I sit there all alone, laughing out loud, and smiling,
with you on the other end of this "alternative phone"
I look up to read what you have to say,
wishing that you could see the way you light up my face.
When the night is over and we say our goodbyes,
I go to sleep and dream that I'm looking into your eyes.

- Adah...

Because of you

The endless days with no escape,
Thoughts of you in distant place.
One picture printed in my mind,
Eyes closed or open, I see your face.
Joy and sadness fill my days,
My heart and soul are aching.
I long to see you soon again,
To end the eternal waiting.
I have become a stranger to myself,
A stranger I now know.
Emotions I thought I never had,
Have now come shining through
The life that glows within me now,
Could be just because of you.
-Aakanksha

To Him

Is there forgiveness to ask ?

You left , or I did ,

I know we parted...
I walked alone with my lonliness next to me....
And slept on the pathways of guilt.
Why o why did u not realize...we were meant to be ??
The end to our relation was so gentle yet so terrible...
I know its time to move on...
But I can't just get u out of my mind.
Then suddenly I remember your last words,
Someone else may hold you now....
As close and warmly as I once did.
Forgive me this time too ,
As always...

And i realize your lost...
Gone with the wind.
Maybe I did not deserve you...
I made you a priority in my life
When I was just an option in yours....
So teddy ,
Someone else will hold me now...
As close nd warmly u once did....
But forgive once more....
Because I'll never be able to forgive you....

- Adah...

Dusty Ancestors

Along some dusty road,
my ancestors used to live.
See how the world has changed,
but the dust remains the same....

They kept records, I am told,
clerks or somethings,
desent of course....

They lived a quiet comfortable life,
tending books,nodding curtly ,
to the salaams of the illiterate bazaars.....

When on my journeys to Rajasthan,
I raise the forlorn dust, I wonder :
Did they tread these stones ??
Did their caravans jingle through that pass ??
Did the st at these ramparts ,
watching the dusk moisten the land ??
And when the saffron robes,
went crimson in battle ,
did they run and hide ??

As my car goes past these dusty people,
I search the faces.
Is this how one of them looked ??
The men never speak to me -
these men who travelled
the ancient highways
that led to me....

As my car goes past,
those dusty patient people,
I turn back and look through the grime.
Look how the world has changed,
but the dust remains the same.....