Minutes and moments

ATime For Now

a time to cheer, a time to cry,
a time to live, a time to die,
a time to sleep, a time to wake,
a time for real, a time for fake,

a time for truth, a time to lie,
a time to laugh, a time to sigh,
a time to stand, a time to fall,

a time for one, a time for all,

a time for love, a time for hate,
a time to run, a time to wait,
a time to stay, a time to flee,
a time for you, a time for me. 

~ Arik Fletcher ~

Yesterday, Tomorrow and Today

At lonesome times ~~ memories rewind,

To thoughts our mind can't leave behind;

The cheers, the laughter, the troubles, the joy,

With unfading fond ~~ nothing can destroy.

And when promises illuminate our days and nights,

Because of the apparent may and mights;

Excitement covers distances ~~ it conquers heights,

Even when the future's uncertain on what it decides.

But of all the times,

Whether now's honey or limes;

Nothing compares to the present,

For time's fair ~~ it's adamant.

~ From 'Me' as always (after such a long time...) ~

Getting addicted to songs from Grown Ups..

Hand-in-Hand

With only a picture and a song,

My fond has not wither;

For that I long too long,

That smile you had forever.

Strolling and rolling on the sand,

At the finish line ~~ cheering me till the end;

And,

We're each other's fan.

Going hand-in-hand,

Taking me to be your man;

For you I will ~~ no matter where and when,

I'll do all I can.

Being an ideal pair,

Never to be in despair;

Someone who reciprocate my care,

Lighten all burden I bare.

To share the thick and thins,

Be with me forevcr;

Through ups, downs and in-betweens,

And count on each other.

Sharing an ice-cream ~~ being who we are,

Our seashells in a jar;

Under the midnight star,

You told me we'll soon be far.

Your touch evokes my hearbeat,

Your whisper so soft it blows me off;

With your peepers you plead,

My heart is capsized, my feelings dissolve.

Till now ~~ I still believe,

You'll be back;

You wouldn't just leave,

Turning me behind your back.

It's a poem i wrote some time back, tell me what you think, really appreciate the feedback.

Silent Night

The sunset's its prelude,

In the atmosphere lies a silent flute;

Then the dark begins its sonata,

Full of mystery... the appearing twinklers are.

The moon may be shy,

Even when birds hardly fly;

Her mood and looks vary,

By how she exposes her beauty.

The rhythm's slow ~~ the night's sleepy,

The breeze sweeps gingerly;

The stars shilly-shally,

Its the crickets shift to chirp ~~ whether free or busy.

It then summons the night shadow,

Wherever we go;

He will follow,

Not a friend nor a foe.

Just a glimmer,

Just a shimmer;

Only moonlight,

Its the Night.