~*~*~*~

Sit outside on the porch,
And watch the stars shine.
Plug your ears
And listen to the songs you love.
Sing alone,
Tap your feet to the tune.
Dream about everything you ever wish you could be.
Imagine and let the breeze play with your hair,
If you see a shooting star, believe…
And make a wish.
Forget the bad,
Let there be just peace…
Have faith in yourself for one night.
Make it your night.
Live it tonight.

Comments

  1. Pramoda MeduriOctober 25, 2009 at 3:54 AM

    hey..live life in ur fashion..njoy it ..:)

    Good work here..

    ReplyDelete
  2. ShritiOctober 25, 2009 at 6:09 AM

    hey juhi nice one loved it :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. aritra the daydreamerOctober 25, 2009 at 8:27 AM

    hi nice as usual ..Ohh! can u write so effotlessly..i lost a few hairs trying to write a poem..poor me!!!

    ReplyDelete
  4. deepsOctober 25, 2009 at 10:09 PM

    i knew something beautiful was waiting happen...
    and here you are with enchanting lines ..
    thats reeeely one with sweet n breezy flow..
    like the musci from strings ..

    ReplyDelete
  5. Yellow TulipOctober 26, 2009 at 12:02 AM

    y jus a night:)...?,/....beautifully said dear:)...iwod love my entire life lik tat:)

    ReplyDelete
  6. Anil SawanOctober 26, 2009 at 5:25 AM

    inspiring!

    Juhi, peep on to my blog if time may allow you. got some thing for you there. look for the note posted today [26th oct]

    ReplyDelete
  7. JackOctober 26, 2009 at 8:25 AM

    Juhi,

    You do not have to wait for shooting star to make a wish. If you do so with sincere heart it will surely be granted. Good one again shows that one must have faith in oneself.

    Take care

    ReplyDelete
  8. Blunt EdgesOctober 26, 2009 at 1:21 PM

    one of the best ones i have read here! loved it :D

    ReplyDelete
  9. DiDoOctober 27, 2009 at 12:43 AM

    hey thanks for dropping by.. :) ... I loved ur blog tooo...so colorful and full of attitude ...gr88 ...Loved ur poems and photography :)... i'l keep comng here i guess ;)

    ReplyDelete
  10. TaraOctober 27, 2009 at 1:32 PM

    Very nice! :) Definitely a good state of mind to live life with.

    ReplyDelete
  11. sulagna October 27, 2009 at 8:53 PM

    juhi, you know hoe to play a guitar???? now i envy you so much...i sow anna learn to do that..its like a secret dream i ahve to sing for G while strumming on a guitar:)

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Your words mean a lot :)

Popular posts from this blog

Tripping Cause I'm Clumsy :)

Image
picture from:  here They say that we suddenly grow up at a point, without realizing.  We suddenly stop doing what we always have been doing and we take a break to think. And then we change the gears and let go of all the stupidity.  We may not like it in the beginning, but this break is required. We need to sort ourselves out, and I think that this is what I’ve been trying to do from the past few weeks. I’ve heard that college changes people. Tomboyish girls start to wear make up, and the nerds start to bunk classes, while the desperate ones are all over each other. No hard feelings, but this is what happens. I’ve been thinking about which category I lie in. And honestly, I’m clueless. While people around me are too busy attending some party or the other, or while uploading pictures on  social networking sites, I’ve been so lost because none of these things seem appealing to me any longer. I don’t find the need of going to the washroom eve...
Read more

♫..♥..♫

Image
"Trust me. There's no way that I can sing in front of you." "Well, I don't care. You just have to!" I thrust the guitar into his hands and sit down in front of him. "You won't ever give up now, will you?" He sighs as he strikes a chord. "We got this afternoon You've got this room for two.." His eyes are shut, his voice mesmerizing. Soft..calm..just beautiful. His fingers gently move, the rhythm comes to him so naturally. I just sit and listen. And that's all I want to do. "You were wonderful." I say, once he stops. He laughs. "Your body is my wonderland." He kisses my shoulders gently. "You should really try for the competition, you know. You'll get through." "You don't get it Lucy. I can't sing in front of people." He snaps. "Just close your eyes and think that you're singing to me. Do it for me. Please.." I look into his eyes and hold on to his gaze. "Th...
Read more

Unfaithful

Image
“I don’t wanna hurt him anymore, I don’t wanna take away his life... I don’t wanna be a murderer.” I lie on the crumpled bed sheet, alone. Naked. I close my eyes, tighten my fist, and try to stop the guilt from growing, from eating me up. It wasn’t the first time. I should have been accustomed to all of this by now, but no I’m not. I don’t think I ever will…yet I continue to do so, and yet I lie in his arms, and crave for him when he’s not around. The pictures appear in my mind. Flash backs. They always do after he leaves. And I always try to shut them from my mind. But it’s next to impossible. No, I don’t love him. I already have a lover, and he? He already has a family. It’s just the craving, the desperation, and the intense longing of being loved. He caresses me, he’s firm, strong, and I easily melt inside him. When he’s besides me, he is all I see. I don’t think about anything else. The world just seems beautiful when we lie next to each other, exhausted. And then, he leaves...
Read more