Confessions of a Self Proclaimed Counselor

 The whole world comes to me,

People value my piece of advice,

They all know I am smart and wise,

Helping people is my hobby done it for years now,

Who knew I have to pay a price,

I am fairy godmother showering love & joy,

Sometimes I feel like destiny’s toy,

Helping people, getting them out of rut,

Quarrels, conflicts & breakups,

At the end of the day I am fed-up,

Days, months, and years pass,

Problems, professional, personal all kinds,

Soon I start to miss myself,

Living for others at my expense,

I start seeing problems, and not solutions,

Advising becomes an addiction,

For me everybody is my subject,

And I have a pressing need to help,

All my lustrous black have turned into grey,

My Mr. Right has also walked away,

Had enough of playing mommy,

Now decided to reclaim my life,

Over doing anything is never good!...

This is a hard lesson I have understood…

The Day We Broke Up

I remember vividly,

It was the day we broke up,

We were sitting near the lake side,

Oh the mood seemed so romantic,

But that day your eyes were heavy with pain,

It was never same again,

Getting lost in those eyes,

Made my world go upside down,

The Prince lost his crown,

Is there anybody alive to hear my pain in this town?

Why one needs words,

Are looks not good enough?

You never looked at me,

In me,

Within me,

Rather you looked through me,

Beyond me,

Now that Alice is gone,

I am never goanna sing again,

Never pluck those strings,

As Life went out of shaft!

I thank the heavens,

I am recuperated,

Reborn,

And search for the One is On!

Sweet Memories

Memories are sweet if you don't have to deal with the Past!....
You Just wish that time spend with her always last!....
Time flies by!...
Memories Fade!....
Why one forgets all the things i have said!....
its heaven where matches are made!