Inner workings of an (in)sane mind

Standing on the moonlit terrace I do wait to see you in that glow I want to melt in your embrace counting stars as the clouds flow if clouds are my friends tonight they'll help me when you come hide us in darkness as we unite and witness as we become one I'll wonder where you are now I'll think of who are you with as the fear of doubts come bare I'll wonder if love is but a myth till you come, I sit on the terrace with the moon smiling beside me till you, the love of my life, comes and I can no longer feel so lonely

Everyday when I look into your eyes I always feel I can't love you more Every morning when I feel your warm hug I know you are the man I would die for And when my skin burns with your touch I realize its your soft touch that allures Every kiss of yours is a promise Words that come out of your mouth are hard to ignore Every single minute without you is torture remember "you'll be always around" you swore Would give anything to be in your arms Would present you with all the kisses I have in store.

Every girl wants a Prince Charming.... but at times I wonder......Will a Prince Charming go out in the rain with me, with no umbrella??? Will he wake up in the morning with tussled hair...disheveled look and still look extremely sexy and huggable?? Will he go out and buy vegetables and even bargain?? I guess not. When I imagine a Prince Charming, he’s a guy who would prefer broccoli and salads over paratha or pizza, who's impeccably dressed almost 24*7...properly combed and not a single hair out of place, even when he's about to hit the bed ..Starched white button-down shirt...shoes shining that could even bring mirrors to shame... something on d lines of Ken...our very own Barbie's boyfriend. When I meet such people all I want is to mess up their hair a little..force them into having french fries or burger make them look and feel a little more human. I read it somewhere a house should be clean enough to be healthy and dirty enough to be comfortable. I thin...

Its amazing how I feel when I am with u I laugh a lot, talk a lot which I do with very few Every shopping expedition is fun with all the patience you have I irritate you and mak   u run You still cut my worries into halves. I feel good about my being I love what I see in the mirror thank you for coming my way with every passing day. . u r getting dearer I am not very good with words but there is one thing I am sure you 'll always be around you 'll always be the one I adore 

Deep in thoughts Grilling my mind Scratching my head Hoping to find If there were any Good days we shared topics on we laughed all memories come bared All i remember is lying and deceit You tore me bit by bit In reality you were full of sh*t Now i wonder if were u really worth it?

My 10 words and my take on it 1. Rain : Long walks 2. Friendship : forever 3. Life : Love 4. Money : Comforts 5. Love : Life 6. India : corruption 7. Download : U Torrentz 8. Husband : Pain in the rear 9. Books : My best friend 10. Cell Phone : necessity This page has been submitted as a part of   Word-O-Logy Wednesday  at " Coveted Dreams "

Revenge Treisha  lay naked in a pool of blood; her tongue slit...bruise marks all over the body. Her forehead was covered in blood, her face looks pale. Her lipstick, her eyeliner and mascara smudged on her face. I think she must have cried a lot. I can't breathe and I feel dizzy. I need something to sit-on. My legs suddenly feel weak. Suddenly I feel a pat on my shoulder. I turn to see  Treisha  staring at me. Her eyes are shining and pleading as if trying to say something. I didn’t see her lips move but I heard her saying, "Help me", and those words keep echoing as she disappears in thick fog. I open my eyes and sit up, I am sweating profusely and my throat is unusually dry. This is not the first time I have seen this dream. And I know this is not the last time either. I rub my eyes and look around. I  recognize  the dingy smell that fills the room. It’s hot and very humid. There is a very small window and I could only see moon and at time...