That girl in green...

Angelic she looked wearing green,
taking me back to the days we were teen,
the charm and lure was there as ever before,
oozing out memories from the days of the yore.
The dark night, the restless sea and the ceaseless sky,
walking hand in hand with no destination to arrive,
I still remember it was February the twenty five…

Her blue eyes gleaming by the sparse moonlight,
the gold chain round her neck so bright,
the waves rising and falling for her single glance,
and the fog enveloping us with love and romance.
The silence of the night and a cold breeze of the sea side,
the moment I waited so long at last arrived,
when our eyes started talking and the words just died…

I wished for night to become abyss and eternal,
dwelling in each other’s eyes and the bliss perpetual,
feeling every moment of life along with her smile,
standing still and motionless and yet crossing a million mile.
But the moon was melting and the night was fading,
the time was running and she had to depart,
and I asked her, how will the love grow when we are apart…

She looked deep into my eyes and asked my heart,
Where do you wish to stay?
and it went to her before I had anything to say.
then she caressed me into the warmth of her arms,
before saying good-bye she whispered to my restive heart,
I will soon be wearing green,
and will meet you again on December the thirteen…

Speak Up!

Sometimes we are shy to speak, sometimes we don’t have the courage, sometimes we don’t speak thinking of the consequences, and sometimes we don’t speak because we are just too involved in other things. At times we also wait for the right time to speak, but death waits for nobody. And then you realize that you waited too long to speak up… and all that is left in the end is a dead hope, a broken promise and a few shattered dreams. So, speak up before it is too late. Speak up before the person is gone from your world. Unspoken feelings leave a deep chasm inside. A void difficult to be filled, because there is no close end to it. Be expressive; express to your loved ones every emotion inside. It’s always better to speak than to keep things inside.

Life is too short for hatred or vengeance. Speak in the tender language of affection and care, words from a kind heart could never hurt anybody. Make a commitment to yourself to speak up, to tell the people around how you feel about them, to tell them how important they are, how special they are for you. People come and go, what they take along are just memories, and its only words that can make that memory a sweet one and worth a remembrance. Also a distressed soul needs nothing but someone to speak to, be that patient listener to the distressed soul. Adore people when they are with you and remember them when they are gone, without regrets...