TEARS

sometimes i cry when i'm all alone
sometimes i cry because i'm sad
sometimes i cry even when i'm smiling
sometimes when i'm feeling mad
sometimes i cry because i've laughed a lot
or because there are things i have to hide
sometimes i cry because i've lost all
and i try to hide tears with a smile

Bottled Memories

It’s almost time to bid adieu
And go your separate ways
It would end you always knew
And you would miss the days

You sang, you laughed & played
And there were times you fought
The memories may blur and fade
But your feelings would not

So let’s keep them in a bottle, shall we?
Let’s fill it to the brim
Let it be loaded and heavy
With sweet memories of you and him

Every time you are sad and lonely
Take a sip of the memories
Taste the days, relish the moments
Soft as cotton buds & sweet as cherries

THE UNSAID

While walking down the road today
Wishing i didn't have to walk alone
I thought of times when you and i
Walked together, walked along

Of times when we would talk of things
Each wanting the other to know
Not realizing then, a smile it brings
As i think of the time, wanting more

We watched the tall, slim, pretty trees
Swaying about with the breeze
The twigs that carpeted the road
We walked together over rustling leaves

And oft we watched the sun set
Watching the yellow turn red
Too often as we would hold hands
Listen to things,heard best when left unsaid

Now walking alone down the road
The sun wont set, the trees wont sway
And the unsaid now i speak to you
Without you, dear, nothing is the same.

YOU

Look at the moon in the dark, cloudy sky
Not a single star stares down at you
The moon looks familiar, do you know why?
Its your reflection falling back at you

Remember the day you were crying
And there was no one around to soothe you?
You looked at your reflection in the mirror, sighing
And suddenly you almost realized you knew

That why once when you had gone out at night
Just to take a stroll all by yourself
You'd wondered how a single moon had all that light
Sprinkling it down night after night, all by itself

And still it lost none of its shine
Yet there were days when there were no stars
To soothe the moon when dark clouds bore sign
Of the moons sad and lonely hours

Yes that's you, staring at your reflection
And you shine because you know you must
Stars from far look at you in admiration
They always knew in you they could trust

That's the real you, the moon that will always shine
Even when there are no stars and clouds are all around
The moon that no matter what always looks fine
So grand, so composed, so humble .. so fine
THAT IS YOU.

I PICKED A FLOWER

i picked a flower from a bush
and I loved it so
put it in a vase next to my bed
but how was I to know

that the flower cried for its bush
that the bush cried for its flower
but how was I to know
that the flower would die in an hour

the flower withered away
and I put it inside my book
because I loved the flower so
but how was I to know

that the flower gasped for breath
that it was facing death
but how was I to know
that the flower so badly wanted to go

and I kept the flower close to me
so that every day I could see
but how was I know
that the flower that I had loved so
had always hated me
that there was pain I coulnt see
and how was I to know?
SIMI
well this is something i wrote ..sometime back
and i love it