Forgiven now

Forgiven the past for what it did to me,
Walking along a pebbled path.
A faint smile may give company;
And there's no care for aftermath,
For now,there is no burning sun,
Which once showed me the road to take.
For now there are no prayers done,
To cure the feelings which turn so fake.
All that is left, is some life in me;
Which forces me to walk ahead..
All that is left are some memories;
Which tells me what not is dead.

Forgiven the past,
For what it did to me.
Forgiven the pains,
That kill me still.
Forgiven myself,
For caring to cry;
Forgiven the well of love gone dry.


In me,a falling inflection of the voice,
Holds me still, so still, to make a choice..

-Alisha

What I feel for you

Pages of unreal stories fail to say,
What I feel for you today
There is a sacred feeling in all i do..
All the while I smile,
I've been thinking of you.
In every prayer,
I wish its you who I see..
When someday the sun, sets down on me.

Want to be in your arms,
when I breathe my last

And close my eyes,
To drown in the merry past..

-Alisha

Love to me is When

Love to me is when,
Your thoughts are rekindled;
And my thoughts come to me when,
I promise them a trip to you.

Love to me is when,
Not just two bodies and hearts,
Accept each other,
But also when,
The minds and souls begin,
To purify each other.
Love to me is when,
We are together...

-Alisha

Canvas Of Life

Let us together work on a canvas;
Let us paint it in every hue..
We shall call it "Life" then onwards,
Let it be just for me and you..

We shall have two halves of the painting;
One with me and one for you.
You shall gift me the one you have,
And I shall gift you mine too..

-Alisha

Was it always meant to be this way?

Was it always meant to be this way,

Or is it , just a dream that I see?

Why would I see this dream at all,

Did you ever think of you and me?

Was it always in our hearts and minds,

Was it something we would never show?

Did my eyes always look for you,

Did you always wish I’d never go?

Is it true in all the fights and tiffs,

You felt that I’m the one for you?

Do you feel like you’re in love with me,

And do you know that I love you too?

Is it like I never thought,

Will you be mine for true?

Will it be a fairytale ,

Will it be us two?

Every time we would be together,

Why were our words uniquely addressed ?

Even though the lips, could never speak it out,

Why did we hide , when the eyes confessed?

Even then, when we were together,

Didn’t we feel like being closer?

We posed like winners of the world,

But hearts to each other, were big losers.

And after we had crossed a phase ,

Didn’t we think, we’ll forget it all?

But wasn’t it like, we stood where we were,

And time could not move at all..

On lips and words, we still do fight,

But we love to feel the meeting eyes.

And why is it, that we still don’t know,

That we have always loved each other,

With moments the love tends to grow..

-Alisha

A touch to die for

The stillness of the moment.
When my senses melt away
Gives way to a dream;
Poignant in nature.

This one moment, overflows,
To tranquilize , a lifetime.
The alluring pain, is held,
With hands of the soul.

A soul, which is and
Which is not, sentient.
Feeling , and perceiving, the warmth,
Of the sting.
Not being able to feel,
Any other touch.

It is the touch of love,
A touch to die for.

-Alisha

The Awaited Kiss

An empty, deserted boulevard;
and two people, who've come there,
TO share some time, and thoughts.

They sit on a stony bench;
Below a tree, who's shedding her leaves.
And in solidarity ,they drench.

He glimpses at her, every now and then;
She asks him what it is?
He says for long, he's been in a fen.

She looks into his eyes, to find,
What kept his thoughts flooded?
Was it the time they left behind?

He smiles and says,he missed her well;
And there is no refute.
But his lips keep moving, as if there is more to tell.


She stands up to leave;
But he holds her back;
His heart he could not deceive.

He brings her close to him.
He holds her in his arms.

They eavesdrop what their hearts speak.
The eyes seem to say so much now.

A sultry zephyr touches their souls;
Fly them to oblivion;

Unaware of what they always wanted.
The ebbing distances;

A little lust and all the love,
Dance immersed in passion.

The touch of lips;
The melting of souls..
The moment that said it all,
"The Awaited kiss"

-Alisha