Running.in.darkness

Red is the color of joy

that i see 

when you are with me

Blue is the color of peace

which i feel

with you beside me

Pink is the color of sweetness

something i always hear

whenever you speak a word

Purple stands for courage

which i see much

when you take a stand for me

Brown is referred to as fear

a feeling that strikes me

whenever the thoughts of loosing you occur

Green is the colour of safety

which i feel much

with you around me

Black is for sadness

that i received

every time we  fought

And white is a sign

from me

you gave me nothing but sadness

Always spitting on my happiness

Yet my heart throbs for you

If i do live i want to live with you

But if you die

And leave me to cry

be the deceased one

i assure you

As my tear drops 

on the blue roaring ocean

I know what can never be retrieved

And i remember why my face had blots

blots made of tears

now i regret my decision

oh why did i play the ruthless games

Everybody loses

Everybody cries

but no one like me

Now i know why my friends never let me

nor made me be a part of the 

 seeming less time consuming game(badminton)

Now i know why 

He came in his car 

Oh yes impala it is

Drinks hell of a lot 

But isn't a drunkard

Greeney-green eyes

Smile as sweet as sugar

hearts melt when he is seen

aren't words to describe the scene

when he is present

the only problem 

Never thought i'd be so close 

So near

And yet so far                                                                                                                                     

Never that it seemed

I'll ever see him

Sit in the car

Wait for his return

Never had i felt 

Such warmth 

In anyone's arm

Now that he's gone

It all seems 

Like a story without an end

An end that no one would've ever thought

Again i see the dream

He fell in to a dark pit

With no one to talk to

Alone he is crying 

Calling out my name 

Waiting for a response 

Not knowing what to do 

My dream breaks

My eyes open 

(it's today 3rd Dec'13 )

3rd anniversary 

i walk along the path

filled with stones

inscribe 

Rest in Peace

He died today 

Leaving everyone behind

Now all i see is a grave 

Made of Earth

All that's left to do is 

Say

Farewell Grandpa 

Some flowers are red 

often the sky is blue

Whenever i think of you 

the world becomes new

Nights are not always starry

Some pictures are blurry

As our fights brought us near

Your friendship to me is always so dear

Hearing the jokes that make me laugh

Still feels incomplete without you

Though i know you're not here

I glance everywhere to check if you're near

Every moment is endless

Thinking of you is what i call happiness

i'll keep on waiting

be a sitting duck

ceasing  on to time

till i see you on the other side

reaching out gripping on to my tear-filled damp hand

..........................................

Second part :

If i could go back 

change the tide of time

i'd wipe your tears

Solitary i keep waiting for you 

to come

end this infinitude

oh the hopeless

A Really Bad Day

There was this guy at a bar, just looking at his drink. He stays like that for half of an hour.

Then, this big trouble-making truck driver steps next to him, takes the drink from the guy, and just drinks it all down. The poor man starts crying. The truck driver says, "Come on man, I was just joking. Here, I'll buy you another drink. I just can't stand to see a man cry."

"No, it's not that. This day is the worst of my life. First, I fall asleep, and I go late to my office. My boss, outrageous, fires me. When I leave the building, to my car, I found out it was stolen. The police said that they can do nothing. I get a cab to return home, and when I leave it, I remember I left my wallet and credit cards there. The cab driver just drives away."

"I go home, and when I get there, I find my wife in bed with the gardener. I leave home, and come to this bar. And just when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison.

Its funny for the mere reason that its not funny at all!!!!!!!

whoever found it funny reply:haha

Life is like a palate of colours ,you feel everything is wonderful and "colourful" but as soon as the colours either start to dry out or the paint  goes away with the picture ; the palate remains empty and it looses it's values....

Just like that life fades away at a certain point of time but then the palate is again used to fill images with colour. Which is why people shouldn't give up , they ought to look around themselves and find happiness within the small things that surround them.

I was a suicidal person..... I am a suicidal person , not because my parents' pressurize me bcoz they don't . I might be the most "filled with guilt" person anyone would ever meet. My best friend

 came second for the first time , she usually comes 1st and i blame myself.I am an introvert. i bottle up emotions and yet the jar is never brimming with guilt.Some how it fits inside.

i'm writing this blog because i wanna be heard , i wanna tell people how i feel so that maybe they can soothe me. i am a baby who needs crooning. i'm not above 16 or anything i'm only 14 hell i became 14 on 28th jan..................... THe only reason i'm able to write this is bcoz of my best friend ******(i;m not supposed to say her name so we call her Ivy) She consulted me and gave me faith.She'd  be shattered if i kill thyself........................................................................................

until next time