A HOLE IN HEART

That jive and his attempt to flirt,
somehow, these love games only hurt.

And while she forewarn him to stay away,
little she knew, she is his next prey.

Those tantalizing words, stole her soul,
her eyes now wears, the love as kohl.

'Swing and tango', their love flourished,
world was 'the two of them', rest vanished.

Commitment & wedlock, were the days she dreamt,
'lustful desires' what was he actually meant.

Her goodness overcome the guy's intention,
the evil thoughts, got parked by abstention.

One day, he confessed 'his counterfeit emotions'
deep in her heart, he left a commotion.

She now, search ways to fill up  the hole,
oblivious of, what is in her fate, her dole.

(c)Parul Sharma
27/06/2016

SORRY !

When we felt that speck of feeling for each other,
and surroundings acknowledged the chemistry further.

When you couldn't conceal the soft corner,
but wanted to shield my dignity & honor.

When you masked all of a sudden,
and harshly gave me those bidden.

Yes! I began to hate you more and more,
ignorant of your feelings, vested in heart's core.

Those ego clashes, ruined the residual of our relation,
exhibited us as strangers with different destination.

And then I moved on with the clog of hatred on my heart,
one day, everything remodelled when I got the reasons of dart.

No! I don't trust words,  so I repelled the  assertion of a friend,
but, your actions added a torsion, the end is completely transcend.

I regret, I regret the time I lost .. in enmity for  you,
I wish I had ever strived to know the palpable you.

Behind all those derisive remarks, it was an attempt to hide,
I wish I could read between the lines of chide.

I am sorry, I misunderstood you,
It looks like a dream but I am glad it is true.

(c)Parul Sharma
27/06/2016

ADVICE !!

Don't clarify, some ears are deaf to hear ..
Some preconceived notions are better unclear.

When your conscience supports,  just do it ..
For the world wouldn't be a place free of critics ..

You know your past, you know your present
The denied opportunities, the success imminent

Go on .. go on with your basic instinct
Away from the people who make your dreams constrict

Your journey is unique, with regular veer..
Chill! 'dear tyro', do not fear ..

Trudge or tip-toe, but savour the pleasure..
World will someday surely recognise the treasure.

'World',a hub of opportunities, if you have the vision ..
Else follow the herd and be a part of the prison.

Let your thoughts not flee..let the dream not die..
Call on, before it's late to ponder your own 'Why?'

Follow your instinct! , follow your heart!
They somehow know us more, even than the logical part.

(c) Parul Sharma
      20/08/2015

GOOD NIGHT WISHES ;)

"It's a bit late,
and u still awake ?
For God's sake,
sleep n don't chase ...

Sorry for the plight,
wish you were right.
Tomorrow will come,
save your talks fulsome.

with modesty,
I m talking to you ,
making every attempt,
curing your luv flu..

now please understand ..
that u stand no chance..
told u , I told u
in the first instance."

(c) PARUL SHARMA
13/08/2015

ALL IT TAKES...

It takes ..

 tears to understand the beauty of smile,
 simplicity to appreciate the style

 absence to realize the warmth of presence,
 calmness to apprehend emotions which are intense

 noise to feel the peace of silence,
 stupidity to learn the lines full of sense

 distance to crave for closeness,
 sadness to measure the worth of happiness

 darkness to long for light,
 wrong to highlight the right

 betrayal to understand the gravity of loyal,
 ordinary deeds to respect the royal

 real life to distinguish from reel
 hurtful wound to covet for  heal 

 thirst to relish the tasteless water,
 'before' to think of the effects of 'after'

 loneliness to cherish togetherness,
  and some good deeds to get bless 

 Because ..

 We don't value the things & people 
 thinking we have options in multiple

AUR SAMAJH AAYA KI....

yuun dhoondte jo yahan wahan chale, 
kabhi zameen pe , toh kabhi aasmaan tale
kuch pal jo aasu bahate chale,
phir wo dhundle se raste saaf dikhne lage,

aur samajh aaya ki khud humne...

khud humne hi toh wo dhoond banayi thi..
haste khelte dil se ,mulakat uss tanhai ki..
wo muskurahat bhi khoob mili hame,
istimaal jiska hamne kiya hrr lamhe,

aur samajh aaya ki khud humne...

Khud hamne hi toh bhatakna manzoor kiya ...
aasaan sawalo ka mushkil jawab buun diya ..
jo dhoondne chale thei wo toh paas hi thaa..
bas kabhi iss baat ka ehsaas na thaa..

(c) Parul Sharma
30/10/2014

Because … To quit, isn’t my style

In everybody’s life, there comes a day

When you sit in silence and the thoughts play

It was not this what you have dreamt,

May be you still need to move miles, to get it nascent

The world would never be the same

Time that pass, would never have the lost spark in its flame...

In an attempt to burn the flame,

You try to recuperate, and plod in the game…

The saturnine stars show up their monster face,

You wonder, if there would ever be an end to the race...

Still, you plod, plod till you bleed

The savor of success is all you need

Because there is a sunshine after a cloudy day,

The positive thoughts still ponder on their way,

You still love to die while chasing your dream,

And realize that there isn’t much time to maudlin

Brought back to the reality, by your instinct to win…

Maybe some efforts are still left, maybe the last interim…

Still, you plod, plod till you bleed…

The savor of success is all you need…

Mettlesome you, have done it finally

Worshiped as the epitome of intractability.

(C)Parul Sharma
13/6/2014