Random thoughts...

A girl with curly brown locks, Pretty as princess or a queen, Has tender smile and dazzled eyes, Face glowing with shyness so serene. She lives like a prisoner of rules, In her palace with stone walls; Tied by strings of sturdy restraints, Her wishes don't matter at all. She is full of life, joy, And she wants to fall in love; She needs her freedom back, Which she truly does deserve Like a bird in the metal cage, She feels trapped, she can’t fly; Her wings nailed to the floor But she wants to reach for the sky. She is waiting for a stranger, Who’ll set her free from this pain, Take her away with him, And only hers, forever he will remain, When someone tries to set her free, She has to make up her mind, Has to trust, forget everything else, And leave her dark world behind. A girl with curly brown locks Whose dream is to fly high, Her saviour is not far away She just needs to open her eye He has a key to set her free All he needs from her, is a sign - Asthir Amdavadi

कब से ये ख़ामोशी हम से कह रही कुछ बाते है अभी भी अनकही ज़ज्बात कुछ है अभी भी बिखरे हुए खुबसूरत से लम्हे है कुछ ठहरे हुए सहमी सी आँखे ये तुम्हारी क्यों है बह रही वक़्त से ये जैसे हो कुछ कह रही पर ये वक़्त है, कहा किसीकी सुनता है गर एक ख्वाब टूटे, तो दिल हज़ार नए बुनता है इसलिए,हम तुम्हारे ही रहेंगे, गर जाये कही क्योकि ये फासलों की दूरियाँ हमारे दिलो में नहीं एक दिन हम यहीं वापस लौट आयेंगे और आपकी मुस्कराहट फिर से लायेंगे ये वादा है हमारा, तुम करना यकीन हमारी खामोशियाँ है आपसे ये कह रही दिल की जुबां बोल गयी वो हर बात अनकही क्योकि हर बात लफ्जों में हो, ये ज़रूरी नहीं - Asthir Amdavadi

Its a full moon night of winter, On the lush green meadow we lie; In the world only you, that matters to me, below this diamonds studded porcelain sky Dont want to ruin the precious silence. Let our eyes speak to us; and our touch. Love your ways to conquer my senses, Hate you for making me want you so much*. Slightest spark sets my soul on fire, As your perfect fingers touch my skin. Your love is my only undisclosed desire, As you are my own personal brand of heroin*. I wonder, as your love grows upon me, What's more beautiful, this night, or you? Both caressing and embracing me with serenity, You; brighter than moon, and the night; perfect blue. Golden hair, tender lips, and wet smell of your perfume, Soothing as cold breeze, full moon and first snow; Your dazzling light brown eyes staring at me, like billions of stars sparkling in the Milky way above. I don't have strength to stay away from you anymore*, Your skin glows in the cascade of moonlight, And I lie awake ...

He's a teenage boy In his early sixteens Wants to rule the damn world And be rich by all means Always stealing money from his father's purse Wants bike & expensive cells, What could be worse He goes to the gym He wants six packs No signs of any guts Only muscles n big biceps Tries to show his wealth Though he doesn't worth a dime Always flirting with girls Remaining single is a crime Drinks booz to get high N smokes to look cool Piercing on the eyebrow 'Get wild' is the only rule An addict of drugs n sex Watches porn with friends Has costliest cellphones Follows the latest dirty trends No respect for family at all No value of their deeds He treats them like crap Even if they fulfill all his needs She is a teenage girl Wants to be a queen Had 3 boyfriends Says she is now fifteen In her tiny shorts She keeps smokes n a light Loves to drink n get high when she parties all night A tattoo on the waist And red coloured hair Living in her own world Reality? she doesn...

In the night, somber and freezing, It came like a warm sunrise. Making my soul to glow, Gleam of her clairvoyant eyes. Why was I sulking from love? Or was it just a compromise? Wailing over a closing door, Too much was to sacrifice. Savaged by her ardent memories and emotions too strong to disguise The fragrance of her presence saved me, Made my pain to vaporize I'm running towards the end It's not hard to realize. So Let her love truly love me, on my last day in paradise. - Asthir Amdavadi

On the edge of the road He is waiting for his turn He wants to hit the highroad Success he so wants to earn his bags are packed and His journey begins he knows Its a one way trip Even if he wins his heart is racing fast and his eyes have dreams A mixture of emotions; sadness and joy, the extremes He's grown man now, but He was a boy yesterday He will sit in big offices who used to sit at a cafe No torn jeans or tees, and no canvas shoes Just white collars and tie which he can not lose He will miss his friends hangouts on weekends He wont have novel n books, only laptops n mobiles in hands clock is ticking too fast its his time now to go He is stealing a moment away, for Emotions he could not show To whom he ignored and loved and whom he lost in the run, He says "Thank you so much, and goodbye Today I am going away, but I will return" - Asthir Amdavadi

कभी अपने आप से फुर्सद ले लो तुम तो समजाये की कौन कैसे जी रहा है उन पुराने लम्हों को याद करो तस्वीरें देखके जरा सा मुस्कुराओ, आँखे मूंद लो तुम, दिल की गहराइयो में डूब जाओ कई खोये हुए किसी को गर पाओ कभी उन दोस्तों का नाम ले लो तुम तो समजाये की कौन कैसे जी रहा है कभी अपने आप से फुर्सद ले लो तुम तो समजाये की कौन कैसे जी रहा है - Asthir Amdavadi