"Idealism is what precedes experience. Cynicism is what follows."

dearth of sleep in his tired eyes
his head spins around the heart that lies
guilt of the deeds he never imagined he’d do
he stole her nightmares now it’s hunting him too

made excuses to himself – said it would be fine
but he’s lost who he was – he crossed all the lines
now he struggles to hold on to whatever remained
lost what’s most precious – now just fighting the end

Wings of an Angel~ by theCipher

… free as a bird… got nothing else to do… and that the World Cup is in two day break isn’t helping much

… done with exams for this semester… had a short 5 weeks class… over!

… maybe I should start reading some books… been almost two years since I read my last one!

… (removed my last post… no jokes! – it wan’t quite ‘me’!)

… been listening to a new bollywood song – “Pee Loon” … just came up with my own version LOL

before:
pee loon tere neele neele nainoon se sabnam
pee loon tere geeley geely hontoon ki sargam
pee loon hai peene ka mausam

after:
pee loon tere yaadoon mein soda aaur rum
pee loon kuch whisky usme coke thoda kum
pee loon aaur bhooloon saare gum

… what else?!… ummmm… ditched England – a bad breakup!… supporting the Orange for now… also Spain, Germany, etc etc… well any team besides Argentina and Brazil!… (but somehow I know it’s not gonna end well for me… gggrrrr!)

Life, as I know it, ended today,
I guess I always saw it coming my way,
Hope was the problem, didn’t let me give in,
I’m burning in hell, but what was my sin?!!

All I did was loved you, unconditioned and true.
The complication to come, I never knew,
Not a thing I could do different, that’ll spare me this fate
I ran race to lose, I started too late.

I hope you stay happy, hope you prove that I’m wrong
That I was the only one, you should have belonged,
Coz that would be so hard to bear if it comes true
……………… forget it! I pray that you make it through.

I’ll hate if I’ll recover, I’ll hate if I don’t
I wish it doesn’t affect me, but I’ll hate if it won’t.
Can’t see you get hurt even if I’m torn to pieces
For you I’ll live and welcome death with thousand kisses.

A beacon of light
To show me the way in dark
That is who you are.

[ My first Haiku ]