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    A Sip of Life

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    Is not attached to an element,

      To a being,

      To a desire,

      It’s true, eternal and exotic .

      Thank you god,

      For bestowing life, upon my carcass

      Thank you god,

      For teaching me all those lessons,

      Thank you....thank you....

      Nishant Rawlley

      *****

      The Veil

      I've walked a long, long way towards Happiness…

      The nearer I go, the farther it moves away...

      The sun seems cold, the brightness nowhere to be seen;

      No abode, no place nearby where I could forever have been...

      At a distance, I see a VEIL... A veil of darkness...

      The darkness flames a spark the light can’t extinguish... I move towards the trap as if

      hoodwinked...

      Years ago I had seen this veil, the betrayer of trust…

      the masked people and the confinement...

      I see a dark dead body and several haunted shadows, all devoid of light and hope...

      It seems the pain gnawing at my soul is about to stop...

      People think my life is happy for I'm always seen smiling;

      Though nobody understands the burden of heartaches that go on piling...

      The veil seems like an end to this pain;

      Another step towards eternity cannot go in vain...

      As I crossed the veil, I finally realized;

      The happiness I had been searching everywhere was within me ...Just disguised...

      In another world it feels better;

      Where nobody hurts the people to whom they matter...

      The veil represents the power of the dark;

      he power of love and an unwritten mark...

      Isha Soni

      *****

      The Change

      This sudden change of mood

      The air seems to be sweet

      The birds are singing to me

      And sun doesn’t seem to give heat

      Wow...What are these changes

      Indicating at ...

      Attractive now looks

      Even the eerie bat.

      My night waits for the sun

      But the craves for the night,

      Uff... This weirdness

      And stupidity is of utmost height.

      Winking at me all the time

      These starts seem to be playing,

      The rustling of leaves

      Echo celestial talking.

      Don’t know why my heart beat is slow

      And breathe so fast,

      I am bound in divine spells

      By nature being cast.

      Somebody tells me

      I am going crazy,

      Others say its love

      Which make the world hazy.

      Don’t know what this eccentricity

      Is all about,

      But someone’s name

      To this world I wanna shout.

      All this time

      Somebody was upon my mind of mine,

      The mere thought of whom

      Brings in my eyes

      A magnificent shine.

      Monica Singh

      *****

      The Present

      Times keep changing,

      The world keeps turning around,

      Sitting in the room of gloom,

      The door was knocked again,

      It was destiny the other side,

      She was back again,

      But not to take someone away, as she always did,

      Today she had brought with herself, You,

      You, with a dazzling smile and a radiant face,

       

      Tada!!!

      Leaving you at my doorstep, she left,

      I welcomed you with a silent smile,

      Somehow not believing, things could turn again,

      That I could be happy again,

      But you, gal, had the power to change it all,

      You turned on the lights,

      And the room was lit,

      My life was lit,

      Reality becoming too good to be real-touchwood,

      Making me wonder, how more perfect could a person

      get,

      As if handcrafted by God,

      With every virtue up to the brim,

       

      Every time you smiled, it was divine,

      Every time you held my hand, I was complete,

      And every time you laughed,

      I could hear the cackle of a baby,

       

      Pure, innocent yet perfect.

       

      Rising in love with you was only natural,

      I was in love with you,

      Before I knew I was,

      Every moment we talked,

      Special and memorable,

      You became so much a part of

      me,

      Waiting for that one call in the day,

      When we would share anything and everything.

      Hearing my name in your voice,

      That feels so good,

      I don't want to hear anything else in the world, 

      All these times we tease each other,

      All these times we can't put down the phone,

      And enjoy the silence,

      Just coz I know, it’s you on the other side (and vice

      versa)

      It feels like home,

      And if they say, home lies where the heart is,

      You are my home.

       

      My beautiful love, my lovely partner,

      My greatest friend,

      My cute lil bachha,

       

      I love you

       

      I could keep on going on writing,

      But I would never be satisfied,

      Coz no words are beautiful enough,

      To contain your beauty and my (our) love,

      I love you. I do.

      Nishant Rawlley

      *****

      The Dream

      Hold my hand,

      Take me into your arms,

      Steal me away from this world...

       

      Steal me away,

      Into a world meant for us,

      Into a world sans boundaries,

      Into a world of emotions,

      Where our togetherness isn't questioned,

      Where there ain't barriers to our love,

       

      A place so divine, our home.....

       

      Where you be greeted by the first ray of sun, every

      morning,

      And then my angel smiles, "Good morning",

      How I wish I could pause the time,

      And savour the moment,

      Dressed in the white night suit,

      You look nothing less than my baby princess,

      And then we sit in the porch,

      Sipping our coffee and watching the onset of a new

      day,

      A new beginning...

       

      And that’s how we start every day, together...

       

      Steal me away,

      To where there's only you and me,

      Where every evening is our first date,

      And then a walk over the beach,

      Barefoot, hands together, Fingers interlocked,

      The stars above smiling over us,

      The loud waves singing only for us,

      Midway I stop, I look into your eyes,

       

      Your face angelic, under the soft moonlight,

      You shy away, lowering your eyelids,

      Making me want to kiss them right away,

      A hint of smile on your face,

      And I say it again, "I love you, You're the greatest gift

      of my life"

      "I love you too"

      We walk back,

      Your head on my shoulders,

      It feels divine and exotic,

      This feeling of both of us together...

      Goodnight love...

       


      And this is how we end every night, together...

       

      So this is how it is,

      The dream, my dream, our dream,

      We shall make it happen,

      For all I know, life is good, when you're around,

      For you're the sole reason for my existence,

      All I ever need is you, My sunshine, My princess, My

      angel,

      Though I write this,

      But no words can ever contain my love,

      And all I can say, is I love you....

      Nishant Rawlley

      *****

      Tears

      Tears... the pious drops

      The signs of innocence

      Just trickle down the cheeks

      When emotions go beyond endurance.

      The poet’s diamonds

      The lover’s divine drink

      Hard to measure

      But express heart’s softness as mink.

      That feeling of parting

      Being away from dear ones

      The pain of not seeing them again

      That unbreakable agony, every delight it shuns,

      Is silently conveyed by tears

      No words can utter the ache

      They just say everything

      That the lonely heart into voice fails to make.

      Not only token of sadness

      Tears also tell the joy of soul,

      That extreme happiness pours out

      When the heart is content and whole.

      Beyond seven sky cheerfulness

      When everything seems just right

      Then the eyes fail to hold

      These drops, back and tight.

      Tears we cry explicitly

      Make the heart feel light

      But those we cry inside

      Narrate the tale of inner fight.

      Is drowning and eating us internally

      The conflict with oneself

      We try to hide tears for fear of cowardice

      And fail to ask even near ones any help.

      Some like to cry in rain

      So no one see those watery tears

      Always keep a sweet smile on face

      And alone all grief bears.

      The tears I want to cry

      Are nor internal neither in rain

      Still no one can understand

      As my emotions have all drain.

      For me these are

      No more than just water

      They don’t any longer

      Tend to work as wounds clotter.

      Monica Singh

      *****

      Tears

      Tears of sorrow

      A chunk of joy, May I borrow???

      Tears of pain

      All I need is a practical mind, Totally sane…

      Tears of rejoice

      Why do you come always at your choice?

      Tears of compassion

      You are going absolutely out of fashion

      Tears of love

      As innocuous as a dove…

      Endless stretch of time, where tears don’t rhyme...

      Sands without footsteps … whose tears are dry

      The lonely mountains often are heard with their cry…

      The freshness of the morning star,

      The tears of dew, it’s lovely shower…

      My tears are just unnamed 

      Sometimes silent, sometimes defamed…

      Weakness or strength whatever you might call

      A priceless gift if from someone’s eyes, for you it falls…

      Isha Soni

      *****

      Alone

      Slow at pace... fast at beat

      I move towards... something strange

      Lost somewhere... thoughts unknown

      Confused world around... still I go on

      Walking on sand

      Alone with thoughts

      Don’t know where I go

      Don’t know where I end up

      Waves touch my feet and retreat

      And leave me alone again

      Breezes pass through and vanish

      And leave me alone again.

      Things unknown

      World undiscovered

      Myself undefined

      People all strange

      Such is the crossroad I am on

      Don’t know what path to take.

      I keep wishing on stars

      That these should be someone

      To walk beside me

      Someone who’ll never

      Leave me alone

      And take me to just the right path.

      But then I wonder

      Do wishes come true???

      Monica Singh

      *****

      The Brave Guy

      He walks the trail

      Head held high

      Facing everyone in the eye

      Harassed and mocked

      Losing every battle before the struggle

      But he takes it all

      Losing without fighting

      And he goes on

      For he knows

      There's nothing he can do about it

      Yet he goes on

       

      He's played with like a ball

      Tossed to one side and then the other

      She plays him too

      Like some old discarded toy

      Used at will

       

      And he lets it all happen

      For maybe he can't do anything about it

      Yet he goes on.. 

      Losing every battle before the struggle

       

      And then comes the fall

      He retreats into his meak dwelling

      Curls into a ball 

      And lets those walls crumble down

      Lets the rivers gush 

      The walls could only hold this long

       

      If only tears could speak for themselves

      His would have told you what he failed to speak

       

      He cries 

      But cannot put a finger on the reason-why

      What is it really, that’s escaping him

      Being distrusted? Disowned? Distanced

      He doesn't know

      Or maybe the reasons are too many

      For him to know what hurts the most

       Yet tomorrow will again rise

      And he will yet again go on

      Head held high

      Facing everyone in the eye

       

      Hope, he survives a little longer.. 

      Nishant Rawlley

      *****

      Understanding

      We have arrived at a point of understanding

      where there is no place for complaints or regrets

       

      We might talk once in months together but,

      You understand my inner turbulence

      And I, your complete silence  about us

       

      I guess this is indeed the best state

      of our twisted relationship

       

      There are no expectations

      but only acceptance of each other’s life

      Even though it means living in entirely

      different worlds without each other…

      With that slight hope of brighter tomorrow

      when we might walk hand in hand

      on same path… towards one destiny…

      But till than... we keep walking on our own paths

      towards our unknown destinations

      rolling like stray stones of muddy pavement

      Monica Singh

      *****

      The Friendship That Was

      I wanna be your silent friend,

      I wanna be there for you,

      It does not matter,

      If we meet,

      It does not matter,

      If we talk,

      I wanna be someone you can come back to,

      Sharing your heart out,

      And trust me I’ll be there,

      This is our last year togethe
    r

      Or should I say the last few months together,

      And then we do part,

      Our paths diverge into our own worlds,

      Your orkut profile says,

      "Agar dekhni hai meri udaan, to aasmaan ko kaho thoda aur uncha ho jaye"

      Soon it'll be time for you and me to fly unto your seamless horizons,

      And then many years ahead on the timeline,

      One day when I look back on time

      And recall a friend,

      A really sweet girl,

      With an amazing dress sense,

      The best dancing skills I had seen so far,

      A mesmerizing smile always there to dazzle,

      A girl who was, Punjabiyat personified,

      The "Don't mess with me" girl

      But most importantly a very dear friend,

      Whom I could trust,

      Who was always there to correct me,

      A friend who truly matched the definition of a friend,

      And it will be then that you'll return,

      As a timeless memory in the heart,

      And a tear rolling down the cheek,

      I will be there for you even then....

      Thanks for being there in my life...

      Nishant Rawlley

      *****

      Love but Only Once

      We love but only once

       

      Everything after and before that are

      mere illusions, infatuations or worse scenario… mistakes

      Leading us forward or backward to the real one…

       

      Lucky are people who realize and

      live with that feeling and love for rest of their lives

       

      But those who appreciate that fact

      without yearning for the possession

      are content souls

      Because they know they can’t be with their love…

      Only accept, though with grain of salt, that

      "In love, happiness of other person is essential to your own"

       

      You would want to live with memories

      rather than living with wrong person

      or compromising for sake of social ethics.

       

      Yeah, You love but only once

       

      The one who teaches you true meaning

      of loving unconditionally;

      even if it means sacrificing

      because he knows what’s best for you.

      Even if it is killing him inside

      he won’t utter a word,

      just making you smile each time you are sad

      telling you how special you really are.

       

      Won't you want to be in love

      with him and only him for entire life…??

       

      No regrets, No complains

      No fear of loneliness

      For you know even if he isn't with you

      his prayers would always take care of you. 

      That’s the best kind of love

      that I have come across so far

       

      But hear hear, That ray of hope

      that one day you will actually touch him

      you will feel him for real

      will always remain embedded

      somewhere deep in your heart…

       

      Indeed I did love but only once…

      Monica Singh

      *****

      Behind the Closed Doors

      Behind the closed doors,

      behind the fallen eyelashes,

      I find myself in lows again,

      every tremor seems disastrous,

      I feel lost,

      I thought I had escaped it,

      I find myself in the same web.....yet again,

      I shouldn't have let myself go,

      I shouldn't have fallen this time,

      alas..!!!! I did,

      why did it all have to happen,

      maybe to jerk me that there's still a lot unknown in life,

      you haven't seen it all yet,

      that’s right, I haven't seen it all,

      but how badly I wish to get out of here,

      to fly free,....to fly alone.

      to taste the platonic elixir,

      sans dependence,

      sans attachments,

     


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