new year dawns down

New year is here.. with new hopes new resolutions new thoughts.
And there stands beneath a tree a young couple holding hands and making promises
To stand by each other , forever ..... together.
Off in the green meadow, though it is scarce these days
the young children playing and giggling of nothing..
It is smae for them.. as was eysterday, today is another enw bright fresh day... and ntn else..
And down the lane on this latest bike, theres the guy next door..
made a silent oath not to smoke again, hiding in the dark..
and here i am.. sitting here and typing all these...
my resolution?...
to be here and keep typing.... for everyone else to be there and keep living there lives..

2007 ....

I can see till the end of this highway
so calm so silent.. as it has never been before
By the time I reach the other end
2008 will be knocking at the door.

everyone, from the mysterious lane, where the darks dwell
from the smiling children in the icecream parlour
Till the olds and the lads in the park, silently breathes --
" It's gone again " , in a mere whisper.

FRustrated

YEs, I'm frustrated...
I am sick of hiding the truth.. i can't. I keep on smiling but late at night, as i try to sleep witht he pillows wet I feel i'm losing my confidence.. I"m not bold enough to say..
I feel guilty.. why why why why? i keep repeating again and again and again..
and when u get the result of ur neglection ur, i guess, nowhere..just one more aimless person roaming around.
And i forgot, how to have fun.. this is making me way mroe clumsy than ever. I have to say..
I do.. bcoz, this.. frustration will kill me otherwise...... really..
2007 wasn't too good.. but jesus why..??. i can't even cry.. tonight..

~~~ sohini ~~~~
" don't you cry tonight, coz theres a heaven above" --- is there really?.. help me to speak and deal with this plzzz... plzz help some1. please...

Numb

this is dedicated to my friend progna and some1 whom i never knew..
" the-guy-who-did-not-want-to-survive",....

"Never say never again
will i be able to keep that promise?" -
I wonder if I can say this ever again.
I don't want to take this journey.

Because I know,
Not anymore will the mountains be as highas they used to be
Not anymore , when i touch the snowI'll feel that chill in spine
Not anymore will there be a campfirewith you and me ,
maddening over the vodka..Not anymore....

But you will exist.
Don't worry, you're always safe in my mind.
And in the end, when i walk down the whirling roads of ra bangla...
Just cherishing a hope
In the tiny core of my heart
to feel your last breadth in the gentle breeze
to hear the echo of your last soung
In the hills n' mountains, about to freeze
Knowing that they are not waiting for me anymore..

I shall make a silent promise, in the silence of nature
Because, I know, promises are to be kept
" what ever I do, where ever I be
I shall never say never again"

blowing in the wind

The wnaswer is blowng in the wind!

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Existance - [Unanswered questions - Part II ]

Unveiling the mysteries of life
But I always get stuck in one of them
Why do I exist? Why do I survive?
For the sorrow and pain , whom should I blame?

I live , I breathe my hopes and dreams
All my thoughts are preserved in me
The quieries and questions have come uptothe brim
But the answer is something that I can't find.

At times as I stare at the dark ceiling
What is existance? ,I seem to wonder
Is it the hope in me?- the love, the feeling?
Or is it the power to be happy and enjoy grandeur?

If not the whole, but something did I learn
From all the thoughts covering my mind,for awhile
Existance is nothing but a little concern
To doubt it's very reality and remain futile.

~ december 5th, 11.30 am ~

Lost - [ Unanswered questions - Part I]

It was hindi exam and i wrote this down in the examination hall!...

I stand here at the edge of reasons,
And I see the time passing by -
The birds fly away with the change of seasons.
But I still stand here and ask Why?

I want to know the reasonf of me being alive
Alive in the burning summer and freezing winter
All through my life i'll do nothing but strive?
I keep thinking as I strike the guitar!

At times when I write I seem to get lost-
And confused with words In ma mind
Why am I writing thin? at what cost?
This answer I may never find!

Careless within myself, stupidity in my vein
Irresponsible at times, filled with thoughts
re-arrange me till i'm sane
What I started with?... sorry, I forgot!