Literature can always express 

the language of our feelings

but sometimes its the silence 

that conveys the whole meaning..

The Graveyard Heart

   

Most of the time we just save

and sometimes we eat..

the words which are required

to tell what do we mean..

but we just keep quiet

utter no word

burying words deep inside

in the graveyard heart...

burying words deep inside

in the graveyard heart..

we lavishly spend

exchange precious gifts

to express the meaning

to communicate the feeling

but words remain deep inside

buried and rotten

in the graveyard heart...

                                                                                            

   

Happy Belated Birthday, Anushka...   


                                             
   I don't want to write a line or a two,
   asking for forgiveness for the mistake which I always do,
   year 1 to year 10 it has always been the same,
  donno how I forget your birthday when I remember you everyday.


  My wishes may come late and gift even later,
  but I hope you know my intentions better.


  Hope you still count me as your must have friend,
  hoping I will wish you next year before anyone else.....