My Mr. Right.

Disney made me believe there was some1 like Prince Charming. 

I don't know if I still believe in that, But noone can stop a girl from dreaming! =)

I sing about a guy who's to come,

and sweep me off my feet.

I sing about Prince Charming,

who matches my every heartbeat.

The one who'll flash me a smile,

naughty, but so sweet.

The one who'll hold me tight,

and brush away the fear and defeat.

I know he's out there somewhere,

But what's taking him so long?

Is he waiting for me too?

Is he singing the same song?

But I know I'll have to wait,

Wait till he comes along,

And this time I know I won't be wrong,

'Cuz my heart will ring Ding Ding Dong!! =)

Stars in my eyes,

fireworks in the background,

I can just hear his voice,

There is no other sound.

I've waited for so long!

Will my foot pop from the ground?

For that moment, I'll wait a million years,

And I'd give up a million pound.

A dream come true,

a movie come alive,

A song narrating our story,

You'd sing, I'd jive.

Then we'd walk arm in arm,

to watch the sun dive,

back into the waters,

and watch the moon arrive.

Don't tell me

I think I'm getting into a phase. My poetry is very him-based now. Well, here's another one.

Don't tell me, 

Though I wanna know,

Erase the words,

Let the feelings flow.

I can read your eyes,

I can read your smile,

and I can read everything,

You wanted even for a while,

Was it ever me?

But, don't tell me...

Close your eyes, 

and give me your hand,

I'll be there forever,

I'll stand evry stand.

A cry, a plea,

Don't need it- not me,

Jus look into my eyes,

and don't tell me...

Been faraway for long,

but distance don't matter baby,

I've dreamt of you as my prince,

and me your loving lady.

A castle faraway,

is not what I dream,

Picture you and me together,

But, Don't tell me....

Living in La-La Land

Sometimes when I'm all alone,

I conjur up a world of my own.

Where life is peaceful and sweet,

Where noone begs, for a re-treat,

Where living is not stressed, and without a tax,

Where people laugh without a reason, not just to relax.

Where relationships are based on love,

As simple as that, nothing high or above,

And that love comes without a cost,

No pain, no suffering, Nothing is lost..

Where Friends are family, and family are friends,

A Refulgent circle that never ends,

Cooking up reasons to cause a fight,

Possesing evil and shadowing light,

Is not how My world would be,

No, Sweet thougths and smiles, That would be me.

Where he would love me with all his soul,

Tease me like he does, and me he would cajole,

Chocolates and flowers are things too material,

It would be just Love, Nothing else so real.

Best friends- Thats what We'd be,

We'd share every secret, It'll be easy to see,

How much He loved me, and how I Loved him too,

Oh, how I love this world of mine, you really have no clue!

Love Never Dies...

I wrote this piece when I was extremely depressed about my uncle's death...if you have ever lost someone, you loved dearly then you'll know what I mean...

A life of physical existence comes to an end,
but mortality is not where the journey ends,
your life runs through each of us,
and will continue tell we exist-
You are alive in us..
Disillusioned,
Is how,we may feel at first,
not knowing why You left us,
But,
as things get clearer and we get stronger,
We'll know it was,the best that could happen,
because along the way,
we'll cherish your love,much more than we did till now,
It runs through our veins.
Your laughter will continue to echo with our own,
Things you have told us,
Times you would scold us,
all remain as fresh as ever,
like the fresh flowers which you loved,
and the freshness in your voice,you contained.
You are alive in us,
as the force within us,
as the light shining in darkness
growing more with time and never less.

We still have You around us,
You are still here.....

Teenage musings..

Hey all,
This is the article which I wrote for a leading newspaper in the city(The Hindu).It is yet to be published,just thought I'd post it here. :)
I’m your regular teenager, no don’t mistake me, I’m not an outlandish sort of one-I haven’t pierced my belly-button or coloured my hair to match the rainbow. I’m a normal teenage girl, with interests just like anyone else my age. So it came as no shock to my mother when I announced that I wanted to join theatre. I could see what was running in her head, “Oh no, there she goes again!” I received a long winding lecture about how I must not give in to peer pressure and how theatre can be very harmful to a young girl like me!! How ever, I put my foot down and did what I wanted to do- I joined theatre! The best one I could find! I must have been the most enthusiastic kid in the block. (Grin) I jumped at every opportunity I could lay my hands on and boy did I lay it big!
My first job was to give out flyers for the company at one of the biggest bookstores in town. I was over the moon when I came to know of it. But when it came to the real deal, I was so going to have a tough time. This is for all you people who thought that promotion was easy- well it’s not! It is probably the toughest job for a teenager like me who has done nothing but grab those flyers, glance at them and then crush the glossed paper and throw it in the bin. Being that person who hands out those flyers is a sad sad job. It’s really heartbreaking, when you see that piece of paper being used to throw away gum or crushed in the most merciless manner. Ah! But it’s a fact of life, they say. While one works their backside off, another saunters in and out of the store with not even something as small as a smile or a sympathetic ear to hear what you are rambling on for hours together. So as I try my best to be a good promoter, and try my best to impress you with my permanent smile, please do be good to me and my fellow promoters and not walk away like we never existed and please FOR GOD’S SAKE LISTEN TO WHAT WE ARE TRYING TO SAY INSTEAD OF PRETENDING!
Thank you for your endurance!

Waiting in vain...

Like I told you before,this is absolutely amateur. I wrote this poem for a guy who I thought was my soulmate,and I wondered what he found wrong in me. I loved him dearly but after a long wait of 4 years,I think it's finally gone...

Letters in the back of my book,
Addressed to you-dating back two years,
I've given them more than just a look,
While controlling emotions and fighting back tears,

I just can't seem to get over you,
I have no idea why,
Though the days we spent as one were few,
They all couldn't be a lie.

So many questions unanswered,and poems untold,
Letters undelivered-all waiting for you,
I can't help but break down when memories unfold,
Please come back,please tell me it's still true.

Maybe your life for now,belongs to another,
Maybe you thought,ours was never meant to be,
But let me tell you this,My best friend's brother,
My hearts all locked up,and only you have the key...

Beginning to begin...

Hey,
So this is my first attempt at blogging, and I give all the credit to my friends, without whose constant persuation to blog,I wouldn't have been here.So,thanks! I'm pretty amateur with writing prose or poetry,so u got to bear with me!The first poem I wrote was when I was absolutely heart-broken, so I'd be delighted if you could weigh down a little on the comments:) That's all for now.Do read my future posts!