I'd Rather Die.

[This is a poem I'd written reading some book,I don't remember now,but yeah. Enjoy!]

You said that you had had enough, and that you couldn't stand any more drama.
Basically, any of my stuff.
I realized it quite late, that you were out there, waiting in the rain, and now I'm swept with guilt.
I'm going insane.

Tell me you're going to give me a do-over. Tell me you're going to forgive me.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.

I thought you were too serious, Didn't realize I was seeing it through my extremely sheltered eyes.
Now I understand that you were just being cautious and wise.
You taught me to be responsible, while all I did was accuse you of being drab and dull.

Tell me you're going to give me a do-over. Tell me you're going to forgive me.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.

And now I can't sleep, I'm brimming with self hatred and regret.
And I am afraid you're going to forget.
Please don't do that to me?
I want need you back, the old us, the old we.
So I'm sending you a letter, with my heart in.
Please look beyond the mess that is me, understand what's within.

Tell me you're going to give me a do-over. Tell me you're going to forgive me.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.

Yes,I'd rather die, than hear you say this.
So come on over and prove it wrong.
Sometimes things do work out, with a magical kiss.

I'm no longer the child, that I was before.
I know you were the reason my career rose and soar.
So just tell me quick, that you forgive me.
Because I'd rather die, than hear, that we aren't meant to be, just aren't meant to be...

XoXo,

Ni.

A Lot Of Fun In The Sun!

Beneath the golden sun, and the beautiful blue sky,

Basking in warmth, under this umbrella, I lie.

Families playing tag, and children build a sand castle.

I lay on the mat carefree, as skin care is no longer a hassle!

Slathering the sun expert, smoothing it over my exposed skin,

I sip a cool martini and step out from the shade, from now on, no worrying!

Kyra and me, we beat the summer sun, hang around in shorts, chill out and have fun.

We go swimming and diving, even in the hotel pool, 

No longer afraid of sun damage, we try out everything that seems cool!

Sun burns and skin damage, things of  the past.

We wear Lakme Sun Expert and enjoy as it lasts.

We go on long bike rides, show off our pretty tans,

We enjoy at night too, clinking cold cans.

Let's play in the park, go for a trek,

Let's do all the fun things we have always wanted, now that our skin won't be wrecked!

Wear chappals and roam carefree without ugly tan lines,

Now that we have Lakme, no need to apply bowls of curd or limes!

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We take morning strolls, lie our backs against the dewy green grass, Kyra and me.

We go swimming and splash water on others, jumping from the diving board.

Shorts and tees, the smell of rich,ripe mangoes everywhere, IPL and vacation, you can literally feel your spirit soar!

Ice lollies and chilled cans, a faint beat pulses in the air, like an indistinct buzzing in our ears that declares,

SUMMER IS HERE!

We wear the clothes we want, not shying from the sun, we go everywhere we want, frolicking and having fun =D

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XoXo,

Ni.

She's My Love

She's My Love

(21/4/2010) 

Her mahogany glossy curly, They arouse me in every way.

Love the way she molds her body against mine, day after day.

Her eyes twinkle in mischief, and I wonder what is up,

She curls up beside me, with her caffeine cup.

Her collarbone entices me, intoxicating, like her.

I've never felt such adoration and attraction towards anyone, ever.

When we're drinking wine, and it starts to reach her head,

A pink flush spreads on her face.

It is so much fun to spend time with her then,

Even though she doesn't remember what she says.

Together for ever and after, We took vows,

Our fairytale has just started now.

We'll grow old together, the way we're meant to be,

With sticks in hand, still enjoying, walking near the sea.

XoXo,
Ni.

Goodbye.

The tear in that eye as you say goodbye, makes me wonder why, why for you do I cry?

Those times we spent together, we spoke such a lot,
Those were the times we teased each other, we had a blast, we also fought.

We were together for such a long time, we expressed everything that we wanted to say,
Then why, why do I feel something is unsaid, today as you go your own way?

Why do I feel so much pain if you mean nothing to me? Why when you turn to walk away, I can't bear to see?
Why is it only today, that I realize how much you mean? What did I see in those eyes today, that I have never before seen?

"Please don't go!" cries my heart, but my mind puts down its foot, no. Why do you want to stop him when to his success and joy he does go?

"His happiness lies not there, but here" cries my heart, But that I realize today, today, as he decides to depart.

His train has left. Now what am I to do?
I wish he were here right now. Saying. "I want you to come too."
And then finally, all my dreams would come true.

XoXo,
Ni.

Nightmare

[I know, I know, I've been ignoring this blog baby of mine for just too long!

Since I am not really in a space of mind to put down my current feelings onto paper as poetry, I'm going to type the poems I've written in the past, I started writing in 8th grade, so it's been 5 years now. Enjoy xx]

NIGHTMARE

(Written on 30/07/2009)

Another end, the stars gleam,
I lie there exhausted, but I can't get a single dream.

I can't escape the pain, Sears through me all night.
I keep trudging on and forward, nothing specific in sight.

His grin used to make my day, made me feel at ease even when I was a screwed up case.
His face haunts me, my palms begin to sweat, fear clearly etched onto my face.

My throat is parched, sweat glistens, my fists harden, pulse quickens.

The pillows are wet each morning, are those my tears? Or sweat? I can't tell,
And I go through the whole thing again, haunted by his deep dark eyes, his strong voice, his crushing hugs,his smell ....

I must've been,umm around 14 when I wrote this. I'm happy =D

XoXo,

Ni.