Tug Of War

He watch her smile,

That's his favorite pass time,

Nothing's there at which he bile,

Close his eyes and say;

"oh! God she's mine".

Takes her out to a movie,

Just to spend time with her,

To him, her smile's so groovy,

Her hair like smooth fur.

She comes and away she goes,

Leave him wondering why she came and left for,

For him she's like the wind that blows,

He love this sweet tug of war.

She admire him all along,

Don't know if together they belong,

She knows all his favorite songs,

Know everything from right to wrong,

Aware of all his dreams,

Know he's born on the nineteen,

She love the most,his big brown eyes,

Praising them she won't ever mind,

His big eyeballs just like a dice,

As if his eyes are to her's bind.

Whatever may be their relation,

But is pure,

She loves this sweet tug of war.

He love her lips,

She love his hair,

Pain for each other they can bear,

He promise her to never let go,

Just like a friend,

He's not a foe.

Just like him she promised too,

Won't hurt him in anything she do,

They don't know if they'll be together,

But there bond will be there forever,

He, for her and she, for him,

Their hearts with love are filled to the brim,

To each other the most they adore,

They love this sweet tug of war..

Oh! The sweet sweet TUG OF WAR...

Oh! Pimples

Once they get on your face,

They won’t leave you,

No matter how long on them you gaze.

Remedies of removal are very few.

Make a home on your face anywhere,

Try to squeeze them,

Give you pain that you can’t bear.

Marks on your face they can leave,

Sometimes so dark and weird,

That you can’t even believe,

And try to remove them,

As if for this you’re geared.

Worst is when they come on a special day,

When you want to look the best,

You’ve got to put your emotions at bay,

No matter it’s a party or a fest.

By touching, they increase in number,

To your perfect day they can be a blunder.

Oh! Pimples, once they appear on your nose,

On the finale of your beauty pageant,

If happened with any of the girls, I pity those,

Can work as a day ruining agent.

And for the competitor they become friends from foes.

Coming to the point I’d like to say,

Please go away from my face,

Clearly deep down from the base,

It’s like they love me the most,

Are always there with me whether April or May,

Follow me everywhere like a ghost.

Sometimes they are very small,

Thank God! Not as big as a ball,

In colour they are red,

Inside them there’s something white,

Looks worse on your forehead,

Trust me you can’t even hide.

But in the end if you see,

They make you realize something very deep,

The one who loves you, will love you still,

So for growing pimples you needn’t weep,

Coming to the moral I’d like to say,

Don’t pay attention, you’re beautiful just let it be.

We aren’t worried about you anyway,

Pimples oh! Pimples, you stay or go away..!!

Friendship Toast

You are the ones I count on,

You are the ones I rely on,

Though you give me headache,

But with you guys I’m never  fake.

I wish the love we share never ends,

A toast for all my best friends.

 I wish I had words to describe you all,

At least I can just try,

I know you’ll never let me fall.

                                              Oh! Sweet-heads you never see me cry.

You always tease me for my increasing weight,

That’s the thing I mostly hate.

For you these things never matter,

Whether i go thinner or fatter.

May our bond never has dead-end,

A toast for you my best friend.

You always call me a madcap,

But you always encourage me,

No matter if my writings are pap.

 when I need space you always let me be.

You always say that “I am here honey”,

Remind me every time that I’m so funny.

Knowing that you will never pretend,

A toast for you my best friend.

You tell me how naughty I am,

Say that you didn’t know it, oh! Damn.

You share with me everything,

Say, you can give me anything.

I admit I get a bit irritated,

But seriously? No! You shouldn’t take it.

I apologize if sometimes to you I offend,

A toast for you my best friend.

You say that I’ve a cute smile,

Always tell me what’s wrong and right

Never let any of my work pile.

With me you never ever fight.

You talk with everyone in a way that’s steady,

And to help anyone you’re always ready.

Your problems are shared with none,

                                         Always try to have maximum fun, 

                                         Any broken heart you can mend,

                       A toast for you my best friend.

You always are funny and humorous,

Someone who troubles you is dead,

When you are about something a bit furious,

Can bang your guitar on his head.

Running fingers through your hair,

Is a habit of yours,

Messing up with them you can’t bear,

Never you’re full of remorse.

In front of no-one you can ever bend,

A toast for you my best friend.

Step in her shoes

She has it all in her eyes,

The love ,the care and no lies.

She says she know it all,

How to get up after a fall.

Well,  you can say she is hasty,

Nicely pretends to be feisty

They talk about her as if they know her,

Image of her in their mind’s quite blur.

She looks in the mirror and says;

“I will be, what I want to be,

No trouble could stop me”

Before making any suggestions,

Just step in her shoes and then see.

So she stands in front of the mirror,

Trying to see things more clearer.

The girl she sees is crazy,

And sometimes a bit lazy.

Thinking about the past she says;

“What is gone is gone”

She can go out without any makeup on.

She guess it’s the fickleness of fate,

Good time will surely open it’s gate.

Does everything every time very ably,

Don’t make any perceptions,

Just step in her shoes and then see.

All the time silly jokes she crack,

As if she doesn’t care about the world.

Her friends always get her back,

Though she is an average girl.

Wants to know how it’s to be free,

Just step in her shoes and then see.

Nothing in her you’ll find hateful,

Doesn’t want to live her life, distasteful.

Unaware, what they have behind their smile,

For her dear one’s she can walk a mile.

Give her a chance to live,

Loads of happiness to you she can give.

Stop being so cold and evil,

Give up the thinking that’s so medieval.

She’s finding a way to break free and shout;

“people like you, they need to get sued.”

Without any queries or any doubt ,

She herself is a package of beauty,

Nicely can perform any duty.

Don’t expect her to be another ‘he’,

Just step in her shoes and then see.