Auld Lang Syne

Should old acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot
And days of time gone by?

For Auld Lang Syne, my dear
For Auld Lang Syne
We’ll take the cup of kindness yet
For Auld Lang Syne

And surely you’ll buy your drink
And surely I’ll buy mine
And we’ll take a cup of kindness yet
For Auld Lang Syne

We two have run about the hills
And picked the daisies fine
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot
For Auld Lang Syne

We two have paddled in the stream
From noon sun till dinner time
But seas between us broad have roared
For Auld Lang Syne

And there is a hand, my trusty friend
And give us a hand of yours
And we’ll take a good will drink, my dear
For Auld Lang Syne

A wish

someday i'll look back
and laugh at these moments
moments of trivial discords
someday we'll walk
hand in hand along
the never ending promenade
watching the sun
fade away
just silent moments that define
the intensity of the time to come
someday...someday
i hope, i hope
for my world to be normal again
for you to be mine again

From a door opposite you

sitting just a door away from you
but ain't no courage to walk
two steps across
strange it may seem
for there was a time
when we couldn't live apart
what time has come
and when will it pass
the hours seem to crawl away
but will it lead to a harmonious end
there's no saying
just faith that it will be better
and that i'll be by your side again

Frozen

Same old same old
Back there again
The same road back
To where it all began
My steps reversed
Weak and feeble
For the journey
So difficult

I pass landmarks
That seem familiar
I’ve been here before
Milestones I assumed
I’d never face again

But what can you say about life
It has a strange way
Of bringing you back
To the place you’ve bid farewell

It’s unnerving, it’s unkind
The air colder than what I left behind
There’s no choice to abandon
This path I’ve been thrown into

It’s not my call
It’s not upto me
What are mine though
Are the moments frozen
In time

The thing is
That’s what they’ll always be
Frozen

Another move

Another move…another hopeless packing effort…another shift of surrounding…another change of environment…the consolation being that I’m returning to a changed but familiar ambience….i’ve always been sad about leaving one place…so far, I have…but not this time…this time, I’m happy to be moving…I’m happy to be leaving and yet I don’t wanna pack…yet I don’t wanna leave…I guess it’s because there are some people that are holding me back…I can count them on my fingers…people who brought a smile to each sad moment…who brightened my life with words and deeds that will remain in my heart forever…perfect memories created out of simple moments…the simplest gestures creating the deepest impacts…and yet I have to go…to a life that awaits me…to a place that holds my future…to a love that is forever…to friends I’m dying to hug…to memories that have changed my thought process…to a life I’ve begun to enjoy…the smile returns to my face as I write this and yet turns bitter sweet at the fact that I’m leaving one place that has taught me so much the hard way…for the god and bad reasons I will never forget this place…whether I will return or not is not my fate to know but for now as the bus heads towards a familiar destination I look out the window at the dark sky filled with twinkling stars, I’m assured that humanity isn’t lost and that miracles do happen…