Dream

I close my eyes and dream,

dreaming a dream

that never lets me sleep

not that dream

that everyone has while one sleeps.

People say that dreams don't come true.

But I wish to god 'please make it true'.

My faith is shaken.

My heart has broken.

But I still dare to dream.

Waiting for a day when it will come true.

An answer to the people who said it won't come true.

There's Mr.Head on one side, and

Mr.Heart on other side.

They both, to me, keeps on saying and saying.

The word above my head keeps on going and going.

"You'll never reach it", said Mr.Head.

"You can definitely make it", said Mr.Heart.

No matter what others say

I'll follow my heart.

I was dreaming it with all hope 

until I found myself

tied with reality's rope.

A rope that keeps me in touch with reality.

A bitter truth that this world is reality.

Reality that we see with our open eyes.

Reality that people used to say to me me and fight.

Reality biffed my eyes and I opened them.

The bitter truth was now in front of them.

My dream is shattered.

My heart has broken.

And now my heart confronted the truth,

that I was dreaming it with my closed eyes.

Said Mr.Head sarcastically,"Why didn't you dream it with your open eyes?"

My dream is shattered.

My hear has broken.

Oh, my dream! Pity on me.

Oh, my heart! How stupid and kiddish you are, to me.

P.S. It was just a dream in a dream. ;-) 

Te Quiero

Oh! My dear love,
it's been so long
since I have seen you
I can hardly remember your face any more.
I can hardly remember your voice any more.

  Oh! My dear love,
   My lips have dried,
   it's been so long
  since you have kissed me.

My heart is thirsty for your love.
I miss you so badly
that I shed a  tear everyday.
I am still searching fora place,
where I can see you.
 
   I can not eat and I can not drink,
   without thinking of you.
   I can not even sleep, the lovely moments
   we spent together, every night come
   in front of my eyes.
   You come in my dreams every day and night.
   I wish to god to re-live those beautiful moments.

I don't wanna live in a world,
where you don't exist.
Where are you, my love?
Where have you gone?

   I can not meet you,
   but i'm still trying to meet you.
   I wanna meet you too.
   But i'm compelled to stay away from you.
   What can I do, now?

Thank god that in my dreams
we're still together.
In my dreams, we two can go on a date.
In my dreams, we can spend time together.
In my dreams, we both can kiss each other.

   But, the special part of it is,
   that you love me and i love you
    EVER - EVER - FOREVER

Love for chocolate

I saw the hundreds of chocolates lying over the counter of a mall.

The sight of them attracted me towards 'em all.

Just one sight and I'm lost.

My mouth started watering and I couldn't resist the urge to pick it.

I got closer to it and saw the cover of it.

Dark brown cover it was, of a dark brown chocolate.

CADBURY BOURNVILLE written on it,

A fine dark chocolate.

44% rich in cocoa, the perfect cacao from Ghana, Africa, 

And showed the pic of raisin, nut, almond and cashew sunk in the dark chocolate syrup.

Now, it was enough and made me feel as I wanted to dive in the syrup.

The delicious taste started to come in my mouth in my fantasy.

So, I picked a BOURNVILLE and changed it into reality.

As i opened the packet, the smell of it immortalized me.

And again i found myself lost in lip licking chocolate fantasy.

My ears heard the sound of breaking a bar from the chocolate

That sounded like a melodious song on one's first date.

As I put it in my mouth, I began to lost again.

The love of chocolate was killing me like a drug addiction.

The taste of the rich cocoa wasn't like 44% pure

And made me believe that it was 100% pure.

I loved the way it started to melt inside my mouth.

I loved the way it started to spread on my tongue like a wildfire.

Now the bar of a chocolate was no more a solid bar,

it had become a mouth watering luscious syrup.

The way it got down my throat was like,

Immortal water falling down from heaven for holy beings.

The moment I opened my eyes,

I realized that there was no chocolate in my hands.

It was just a wrapper remained in my hands.

The wrapper that didn't deserve to dumped in waste bin.

That's why nowadays it's pasted on a page of my diary.