Miss you a lot

From across thousands of feet
some how some one controls my heart beat

No idea when i gave her the power to control
and thats why may be I am here with my pen and a scroll

May be its funny , may be it not
may be I love her, or .... just miss her a lot

Oh .... you should listen to her talk
Its the only voice thats better than silence , like a mighty ocean lashing away on a rock

In her I dream, and see beyond the boundaries of time
and she tells me everything is sweet ... even a lime :)

At times its all i can think
and looking into nowhere, I smile , I wink

Its she who recharges me, refills new thoughts
and through the day I battle, and am proud how well i fought

There is possibly more to her than i know
She blends reality, dreams and illusions seamlessly you know

The magician she is, she accepts its complicated being her
and you know what even after being so strong, beautiful and powerful even she has her fear

aah . .. alas you may want to know her name guys
and ofcourse there is more to it that what meets the eye

Do you all want to know who is this girl.. who is my life
She is who i go to bed with .. she is my sleep guys

.................
A sleep that guides me through the darkness of the night
a sleep in which all my fears rest
a sleep in which i forget everything
a sleep which when i leave i shall be awakened to a new dawn
and may be the sleep from which I shall never be awake again .....
missing her a lot :)
- firebird

My search for strength

I often dig deep into myself ,
with a question for company in search of it answer
for often i wonder what strength is all about

Is it to stand tall after a fall
or to hide ones tears for the sake of all

Is it the property of victorious
or may be what make life of a martyr glorious

Probably to stamp ones authority and demand for what one wants
or may be to accept ones undoing ignoring others taunts

is it to befriend the shield and the sword
or to forgive every sinner, win him over with the might of ones words

Is it lead a life of principles not compromised for convenience
probably swimming in the oceans when the storm is intense

or is it to break up and cry at ones defeat
or the feeling of loneliness engulfs you as your world crumbles under your feet

Is it beyond men to understand what it means
or is it subconscious which helps us redeem.

- firebird

Star

pushed into a corner , i found myself
no light , but only shadows to stare at

all my knowledge seemed to have surrendered
and the might of fear seemed to overwhelm my faith

for my defeat looked inevitable even to a fool
and my existence one with darkness

for a volcano of emotions burst out in my heart
a few of anger , lots of hatred for those who gave this dark gift

i burnt in my anger , and hatred; one with the gloom around me
i was transforming into the very same darkness i disowned

a rude awakening one may say when my broken knowledge woke me up
it was astonishing how far i had walked away from where i wanted to be

with a pat on my shoulder " let do it, not try " said my knowledge
from that day till time bid me bye , i stare the darkness in its face,
for that's why they call me a STAR

-- firebird