Valentine

Red is the Color of Valentine
The same Red
That flows through our hearts
And runs through our veins.
Do You feel my heart beating for You
Even after all these years
This Red
Somewhat Mellowed
But still there.
A thousand roses can't say
What my Love can
You have to believe in it
I am there for You
This Valentine's Day
And will be for all of them to come.

Far Away

I came so Close to Perfection
I came so close
I could smell it and feel it
And then I fell
Down into this Abyss
While everybody around me
Stood and watched
I could hear them All
Laughing and Dancing
Living life to the fullest
While I clung
Fighting for my own survival
And that is where I am now
I can see You
far away in the distance

You should take it Easy

No sense in crying over spilt milk
Let the Dog come and lick it
Wipe the place clean
Start all over again
Life is an unfinished painting
Work in progress
Oil on Canvas
Everybody leaves impressions
Then You apply the finishing touches
But it never Ends
Milk spills again
You take a deep breath and go on
Psychotherapy or not
One day You will realize
The Dreams You chase
Are a Mirage
And that is what makes it so Painful

My Angel

The Sun Shines so bright
On Pristine Snow
Warm rays Streaming through
Glass windows.
I could sit and watch this for ever
Invariably my thoughts turn to You
A white Angel
Glistening in the Daylight
Walking

Words

Words can Wound
They don't make you bleed
But do leave this hole in the heart
So how do You go about filling it
if You really do care about the person
It is not easy
You can forget Your ego
or put Yourself in the other person's shoes
Try to understand
Or try to forget
But when You are alone
And memories come knocking
You have no choice
But to Endure.