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    August 23

    MY FRIEND

                                                  I called you friend for part of my life,
                                               With you I've shared my love and strife,
                                                   You've changed me and that's true,
                                              I have to ask 'Did I do the same for you?'
                                            Have I changed your life in some little way?
                                           Did I somehow make you have a better day?

                                                              I must know before I go,
                                               The impact of my love you must show,
                                                           It took me forever to find,
                                        My friends have my back when I'm in a bind,
                                                   I hate to leave you here all alone,
                                                  But you all love me you have shown,
                                 

                                                 Please don't replace me in your heart,
                                                  With deepest regrets I must depart,
                                                 I don't want to say what I have to say,
                                                  You must realize this isn't some play,
                                                  We don't all live happily ever after,
                                               But luckily my life was full of laughter,

                                                                  I want to live my life,
                                                    Without pain, suffering, or strife,
                                      It doesn't seem possible to do what I have to do,
                                                            fore I die I must tell you,
                                                           You mean the world to me,
                                                    I hope that you will someday see,
                                                      

                                                          Dying was my one true fate,
                                                  And for that meeting I can't be late,
                                                         When I die you mustn't cry,
                                                           And I won't either' I'll try,
                                                          I hate that all of you know,
                                                            But now I must really go,
                                              God's calling me home to heaven above,
                                              Thanks for my last days so full of love,

                                                   You can only run after you crawl,
                                                         Now I'm ready for the fall.

      

    TEAR DROPS

    Tear drops fall from your blue eyes
    and my heart stops a beat at their sight.
    I pull you close to me,
    try to take the pain from you,
    make it my own.
    My cheek lays against yours
    and your tears burn my face
    as I whisper,
    "Darling, it will be all right."

    My tears blend with your own,
    your pain now mine,
    and our tears become one
    as they fall in rivers on the sheets.

    I dry your tears with kisses,
    soft upon your face,
    shelter you from pain
    in the recesses of my love.
    Our bed becomes a chalice
    and we drink in each others sorrow,
    finding salvation in each other's arms;
    pain washed away giving rise to passion
    'till we forget there ever were tears.
     

    A DREAM

      

    Waiting For You...!

    I sit alone at the sea-shore
    Looking at the waves
    I send the boats of leaves
    With my words
    “Come ‘n’ be with me
    I’m waitin’ for you…!”

    Under the tree
    Or on the branch O’it
    Where together we used to sit
    I engrave my words on it
    “Come ‘n’ be with me
    I’m waitin’ for you”

    In the village streets
    Hands in hands
    We used to walk
    Now I walk alone
    And sing…
    “Come ‘n’ be with me
    I’m waitin’ for you”