Phoenix - Rising from the dead!!

A mind full of thoughts In memories it is lost Stuck in loops of ifs and then Trying to answer the questions Dissolving like a sweet poison  A loud and dark suspension The curse of memory  Stirs my soul, Digs a hole, To fill the void, That 'I' create Corners me to show, That rest of it is great! Its swirling like us all,  Eating from within and deepening the hole. Falling into darkness And calling it a shade Seeking the light While, running from the day's bright. Lacking every ounce of courage to fight, Accepting as it may not or might Would I never break this chain ? Would I ever make my way out of my brain? There must be some stairs With no when's and wheres, Plunging into ground, Far from those sounds. In wake of a cheerful sun, For sake of that last run, live today and tomorrows As they are and as we can. -Kirti Mahajan

The motionless seas , ‘n ‘ the rivers which are ceased, makes me feel so powerless. The shining of the stars, but yet they are so far makes me feel so powerless. The sky of the night Dark but yet so bright, Makes me feel so powerless. When I try to regain my power, Blessings upon to shower, My shy comes my way N makes me feel so powerless. The mountains touching sky But my courage still denies ‘N’ makes me feel so powerless. The children that I see Being becalled by cheats ‘N’ are being harassed, My cowardice keeps me pressed ‘N’ makes me feel s powerless. Heartless’ ask for hearts, as they feel to flirt, Brainless’ ask for brains , as they feel to be main, I ask for power, as I feel so powerless… Kirti mahajan..

A date for a night, Is now what I want … To work for life!!! The perfect looks that he had with those ‘chinku’ little eyes on a broad shyly smiling face, that one look at it is promised to make a stay for ever in your eyes. Though, he wasn’t too handsome or instead there would be rare girls giving a shiny look to this shy dumb ass. but Everytime, I close my eyes and can see his cute face, not to say that I don’t have any adjectives left for him so am using the spare one left ‘cute’ but that’s what you actually feel when you have a look at him. Its like a laughter spell in his home that has its ways through eyes and generates through the hearts to display life on the cherishing faces. Back on that evening he was cleaning utensils and was making tea when i and his lil sis had other college stories to share with his mom. all making his fun together, and still he was smiling inside there in the kitchen in his white t-shirt…like a kid with twinkling eyes, … can’t forget! He wa...