You Were The One

As I sit alone in

This dark silent night,

I wish to talk,

But something isn't right. 

As there is no you,

With whom I shared

All my thoughts,

And all my views;

Tonight I realize

How precious were

Those moments few. 

There was a time

When time itself stopped,

Because you and I were

Engrossed in a talk nonstop. 

Yes, I miss those

Days of love and care,

When I spoke a little

And a lot did I share. 

What I miss more is

You and your presence,

For you were the one

Who would stop and listen. 

You listened to

My every wish,

My every dream.

You could even perceive

The things untold,

The things unseen. 

Now that you are

But so very far

Away from me,

And I know that

Those days won't

Be back to me,

I can only cherish

The good time spent,

As when I spoke

And you listened. 

Now, my words go

Unheard these days,

I just babble

And nobody cares.

I wish you were

Here again tonight;

I’d say, you’d listen,

And then it would

Be all right.

Literature. Library. Books.

"Literature" is like a very sensuous and beautiful woman who turns me on every single time I think or talk about it (her). I don't consider "literature" to be merely a subject of study. It is a living thing for me, warm and affectionate, and I find peace in her. I talk to her, I feel her, I sniff her through the old books in the old silent library. This library with books on literature is very quite and calm in her composure. Yet, she talks back as I read her. She speaks out loud. It's wonderful to be with her. It's soothing. Time stops. All I want to do is pick out the old books, sit and read them one by one, line by line, word by word, letter by letter. I wanna absorb all that they have into myself. They complete my being.

Time would fly..

I woke up
That evening
To find that
It had gotten dark.

The Sun had left
The sky orange.
A few birds had
Remained back.

As I watched out
Through the window,
I pondered
About life.

Another day
Had gone past.
That's how
Time would fly.

Soon I'd be old,
But enough wise,
For I've kept
Books by my side.

-- Praveen Kumar Singhmar.

Attempting a song on this one..