FLOWERS OF HOPE
BEAUTIFUL SUNSET
THE WARRIOR LOOK
THE SHADOWS OF LIFE-HARITHA SINGH
Friday, April 24, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
UNPREDICTABLE...
In those shadows of scissors and knife,
Role of cotton ready to get drenched in red,
Scan reports and trips of energy,
Dwelt the pulses dead.
On the stained white bed,
Inscribed number slab,
Flickering bulb of green then red,
Survived the hopes in each heart throb.
Through the fine door holes,
Electric wires of life saver,
Conscious steps of needle and thread,
Counted time – the fierce wound chaser.
Without blood flowing in a non- living,
There blood was oozed out from a living.
Hopes, tears and then the fact,
All never remained intact.
A human from home rising to cast as soul,
With the lowering of life chances…50, 10, 1….
Unpredictable are the supporters of death,
Unpredictable are the order of time,
Relations so huge that are nurtured to tree,
And then stem bend to loose all the glee.
Lose of father is what made me realize,
That small happiness and huge burns,
All are unpredictable,
And unluckily don’t return.
HARITHA SINGH
Role of cotton ready to get drenched in red,
Scan reports and trips of energy,
Dwelt the pulses dead.
On the stained white bed,
Inscribed number slab,
Flickering bulb of green then red,
Survived the hopes in each heart throb.
Through the fine door holes,
Electric wires of life saver,
Conscious steps of needle and thread,
Counted time – the fierce wound chaser.
Without blood flowing in a non- living,
There blood was oozed out from a living.
Hopes, tears and then the fact,
All never remained intact.
A human from home rising to cast as soul,
With the lowering of life chances…50, 10, 1….
Unpredictable are the supporters of death,
Unpredictable are the order of time,
Relations so huge that are nurtured to tree,
And then stem bend to loose all the glee.
Lose of father is what made me realize,
That small happiness and huge burns,
All are unpredictable,
And unluckily don’t return.
HARITHA SINGH
HAPPY TO MOVE MY FINGERS ON THE KEYBOARD...
HOPE COMMENTING SHALL ALSO B FUN.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
SORRY
SORRY FOR MAKING U GUYS WAIT FOR THE POST FOR SUCH A LONG TIME..
REALLY
I WAS MISSING TYPING IN MA EMOTIONS ON THE BLOG.. AS WELL AS UR COMMENTS..I HAV MA EXAMS FROM 28TH MARCH
SO WAS PREPARING FOR IT...
BYE
REALLY
I WAS MISSING TYPING IN MA EMOTIONS ON THE BLOG.. AS WELL AS UR COMMENTS..I HAV MA EXAMS FROM 28TH MARCH
SO WAS PREPARING FOR IT...
BYE
Sunday, February 22, 2009
LOVE
THIS POST I HAD WRITTEN JUST FOR THE ROTARACT CLUB..
WHATS SPECIAL IN THIS THAT I HAV THOUGHT OF IT FOR 5 SEC, WRITTEN IT IN 15 MIN..
AND MOREOVER I LOVE EACH N EACH N EVERY LINE I HAVE WRITTEN..
HOPE U ALL TOO LOVE IT.
“Why am I so close to you and why are you to me?”
that’s the query stuck in ma mind.
you answer me saying those 3 words melting me,
But there is something peculiar to it I find."
The above thoughts are located in the deep core of a heart of a person who is struck by the arrow of the cupid for a stranger. Whose inexpressible eyes somehow camouflage to the reality of innocent love and then be expressible –that which speaks, advices, taunts, teases, and give a propelling warmth.
Moreover, when the following lines are sung -
“I can see the warmth unlimited,
Even when scary doors are unlocked.
This one is from a soul, from which I have born,
And due to whom could see an unrestricted dawn.”
-A wind of blessings swing along the days of evil and ethereal, the love of parents is so pure and serene that even cries and mourns don’t effect it.
The child’s love for his/her mother is unconditionally explained in the most popular Hindi song from” Taare Zameen Par”:
“Never do I say u,
Mom, still I shiver seeing the darkness around.
Never do I express,
Mom, still I care for u abound.
U know every nook of mine, my mom
Never leave me stranded in such a way in the crowd,
Mom, that I can’t trace the dotted lines to home.
Never send me so far,
Mom, that u can’t recall my memories profound.” (TRANSLATED FROM HINDI)
And the most soulful connection is with God and his Angels..
So, LOVE is something which doesn’t require a day, a minute or a second it is a mortal that is preserved such undoubtedly with lots of memories of dew and glitter making our life like a pearl protected with it.
So, I LOVE U ---FOR ALL.
-HARITHA SINGH
WHATS SPECIAL IN THIS THAT I HAV THOUGHT OF IT FOR 5 SEC, WRITTEN IT IN 15 MIN..
AND MOREOVER I LOVE EACH N EACH N EVERY LINE I HAVE WRITTEN..
HOPE U ALL TOO LOVE IT.
“Why am I so close to you and why are you to me?”
that’s the query stuck in ma mind.
you answer me saying those 3 words melting me,
But there is something peculiar to it I find."
The above thoughts are located in the deep core of a heart of a person who is struck by the arrow of the cupid for a stranger. Whose inexpressible eyes somehow camouflage to the reality of innocent love and then be expressible –that which speaks, advices, taunts, teases, and give a propelling warmth.
Moreover, when the following lines are sung -
“I can see the warmth unlimited,
Even when scary doors are unlocked.
This one is from a soul, from which I have born,
And due to whom could see an unrestricted dawn.”
-A wind of blessings swing along the days of evil and ethereal, the love of parents is so pure and serene that even cries and mourns don’t effect it.
The child’s love for his/her mother is unconditionally explained in the most popular Hindi song from” Taare Zameen Par”:
“Never do I say u,
Mom, still I shiver seeing the darkness around.
Never do I express,
Mom, still I care for u abound.
U know every nook of mine, my mom
Never leave me stranded in such a way in the crowd,
Mom, that I can’t trace the dotted lines to home.
Never send me so far,
Mom, that u can’t recall my memories profound.” (TRANSLATED FROM HINDI)
And the most soulful connection is with God and his Angels..
So, LOVE is something which doesn’t require a day, a minute or a second it is a mortal that is preserved such undoubtedly with lots of memories of dew and glitter making our life like a pearl protected with it.
So, I LOVE U ---FOR ALL.
-HARITHA SINGH
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
HMMM..SAYS IT ALL..PICS CLICKED BY HARITHA
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
UR MA ANGEL..........
Dear blog visitors ,
Sorry for not being inflow of posting...actually was busy....
Now shall be typing in regularly with lots of poems and pics...so plz do comment on ma blog..
:)
When I didn’t get any reason to speak to you,
I never felt the warmth of your’s.
Unconditionally we caught our pulses thorough,
And did hear the words which were unsure.
Now, when I be so true to you,
I feel never I would have been unless u had been.
Simple and pure I am you knew,
And never like others had you accepted my artificial purview.
Words were serene and your heart beats somewhat known,
Even though you hid it from me your view, for me it was shown.
Few moments I cherish and most I never will forget,
I hear you going far in future and the pinch I can predict.
The day when I read the hidden words of your’s,
I could connect it to my paths all far.
When you do like me so heartedly,
I feel whether you’re true or just in ma dreams moving placidly.
I never felt the warmth of your’s.
Unconditionally we caught our pulses thorough,
And did hear the words which were unsure.
Now, when I be so true to you,
I feel never I would have been unless u had been.
Simple and pure I am you knew,
And never like others had you accepted my artificial purview.
Words were serene and your heart beats somewhat known,
Even though you hid it from me your view, for me it was shown.
Few moments I cherish and most I never will forget,
I hear you going far in future and the pinch I can predict.
The day when I read the hidden words of your’s,
I could connect it to my paths all far.
When you do like me so heartedly,
I feel whether you’re true or just in ma dreams moving placidly.
Your eyes do peep so caringly,
As if telling me – you’re mine always.
Beat per beat in your soul and harmony,
It seems you keep me so close specially.
“Why am I so close to you and why are you to me?”
That’s the query stuck in ma mind.
You answer me saying those four words melting me,
But there is something peculiar to it I find.
Don’t know why and how your eyes steal the glances from me,
And the shy that covers all over....in glee.
The sun, moon, doesn’t take part in this reality,
But all in all me and you …I don’t think its few.
Your care for me is all celestial,
And I’ m sure will be bound with me blithely.
Covering all the thoughts and visions,
Hope you never move away so calmly,
As you came in my life for the happiness of me.
You are hurt I will try to amend,
And even if I don’t specify to you,
That you are my angel or at least pretend,
The smile of mine for you will be till the end.
As if telling me – you’re mine always.
Beat per beat in your soul and harmony,
It seems you keep me so close specially.
“Why am I so close to you and why are you to me?”
That’s the query stuck in ma mind.
You answer me saying those four words melting me,
But there is something peculiar to it I find.
Don’t know why and how your eyes steal the glances from me,
And the shy that covers all over....in glee.
The sun, moon, doesn’t take part in this reality,
But all in all me and you …I don’t think its few.
Your care for me is all celestial,
And I’ m sure will be bound with me blithely.
Covering all the thoughts and visions,
Hope you never move away so calmly,
As you came in my life for the happiness of me.
You are hurt I will try to amend,
And even if I don’t specify to you,
That you are my angel or at least pretend,
The smile of mine for you will be till the end.
-HARITHA SINGH
Thursday, January 22, 2009
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