Tag: love

  • I won’t write you a love song

    I won’t write you a love song

    I won’t write you a love song
    Not even a melody
    For there are no words to describe
    Just what you meant to me
    I won’t paint you a picture
    Or put your face next to my bed
    I’ve had enough of memories
    They’re messing with my head
    Your train is here, just standing still
    On the tracks that lead away
    My heart was your home all this time
    An empty room today;
    I’m heartbroken that you have to go
    Wish you could stay a while
    Oh what I’d give for one more chance
    to watch this beauty smile!
    I won’t write you a love song
    Not even a melody
    For there are no words to describe
    Just what you meant to me
    I won’t paint you a picture
    Or put your face next to my bed
    I’ve had enough of memories
    They’re messing with my head
    Well I hate these prickly moments
    I’d have loved to stay and hold your hand
    But now every moment slips away
    Like the quickness of the sand
    And the cold is getting stronger
    Your hand feels different in my own
    Good times just have to end, don’t they?
    It just hurts to say goodbye.
    I won’t write you a love song
    Not even a melody
    For there are no words to describe
    Just what you meant to me
    I won’t paint you a picture
    Or put your face next to my bed
    I’ve had enough of memories
    They’re messing with my head
    Good times just have to end, don’t they?
    It just hurts,
    To say
    Goodbye.
    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Image courtesy of Google.
  • Don’t say goodbye

    Don’t say goodbye


    I truly believe love lasts forever. Even though the person whom you loved the most is gone, their love is what keeps you alive.

    Here’s a song I wrote dedicated to that undying love.


    (verse one)

    You say it’s time to go now
    You don’t mean what you say
    I see it in your quiet eyes
    Tears streaming away

    You’re headed off to a better place
    A place for joy, for better things
    To touch the sky and go beyond
    To reach out and spread your wings

    Smile for me, be my reason to go on…

    (chorus)

    Don’t say goodbye
    Don’t say goodbye
    I’ll see you somewhere down that road again

    We’ve got to try
    Oh, don’t say goodbye
    Our love will work to ease the pain

    (Verse two)

    Think of all the moments
    That we’ve had, or yet to make
    All the joys, the secrets
    All the nights spent wide awake

    We created many memories
    See those pictures on the wall
    Faces bright and smiling
    Together one and all

    Smile for me; create an everlasting moment…

    (repeat chorus)

    (Bridge)
    What we had was special; no one can take it away
    I can’t forget these moments, not a single day…
    Loving you was always easy, but now I have to make my peace
    Remember I’ll always love you, until my sweet release

    Smile for me, be my reason to go on…

    Don’t say goodbye,
    Don’t say goodbye
    I’ll see you somewhere down that road again…

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
  • I brought my heart

    I brought my heart

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    I brought my heart, with me here today
    But I don’t know why I’m feeling this way
    The moment I saw you walk in through that door
    A beacon of beauty like a light off the shore
    I didn’t believe in love at first sight
    But one look at you made this feel all right
    Our eyes; they just met, locked into a gaze
    I’m lost and confused, stuck in a dumb daze
    No words are exchanged, our heartbeats communicate
    The sound of our breaths just fills in the wait
    Well, I brought my heart, with me here, today
    And I don’t know why I’m feeling this way
    Because when you walked right out of that door
    I didn’t have my heart with me anymore.
    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Inspired by this week’s writing challenge.
  • The storytellers

    We are the story tellers. The dreamers. The seekers. We’re those who see things that others can’t. We’re those who dream with our eyes open. Who see the extraordinary in the seemingly mundane. Or those who like to live differently; see every day in a new light.

    Our stories pull rabbits out of hats. Or paint larger than life pictures, with a million colors splashed across a blank canvas. They take you on a journey. To exotic, magical places, with weird, rhyming names. They feature big, old, bearded men who hold the source to great power and wisdom. Or wizards, witches and fairy godmothers who appear as if from nowhere. Our stories are incomplete without magic wands or potions. They bring to life mystical creatures that take your breath away with their heroics. Like vampires and werewolves. Or centaurs and giant spiders. You could hear the sounds crystal clear, resonating with their every word. Like the song of a humming bird. Or the rhythm of the pouring rain. Or the quiet splash of a teardrop. Our stories portray the different shades of human emotions. Like joy and excitement. Or grief and despair. Intrigue. Anger. Jealousy. Lust. They teach us of hope; of how good eventually triumphs over evil. They teach us to be simple, yet creative.

    And you, yes you, are the fodder for every great story. Everything around us is an inspiration. A spark that lights up the dark corners of the brain. A chore that keeps the idle mind busy. You may call what we cook up fake, half-truths, or blatant lies. But the truth is you are very much a part of it. You are a vital ingredient to every great story. Our characters are really sharp; you can associate them with people around you. That mustached baddie might just remind you of your boss. Or that lady in pink brings to life memories of a loved one.

    There is no shame is falling in love with a good story. It might give you a reason to hold on for a little bit longer. Or inspire you to go that extra mile. Or where no human has gone before. It might implore you to think outside the box. Or to take an extra step to be kind. Not because you can, but because you should. They make us aware that it’s never too late to chase your happily ever after.

    Every story is a dream come true. And we are the story tellers. The dreamers. The seekers. We cook up the unbelievable; it makes life that much more believable.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Inspired by today’s Daily Prompt – Fantasy.

    Image courtesy of idesignnetwork.com

  • Worth waiting for

    A gentle rose
    Waits for you
    Your touch, your caress
    Your gentle care

    Its scent intoxicates
    Mesmerizes
    Throws me off balance
    Just like you do

    It asks to be placed
    In your hair so silken
    It begs to adorn
    Your radiant beauty

    The rose is simple;
    It wants to fulfill
    Its purpose in life
    To be an object of beauty

    But it cannot wait longer
    For it will die;
    It simply cannot live
    Staying away from you so long

    But I believe, against hope
    It would live till you came back
    Because I know for a fact
    You’re worth waiting for.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Inspired by today’s Daily Prompt – Cupid’s arrow
    Featured image courtesy of Google.
  • Second chance

    Second chance

    I lie here wide awake yet
    I feel like I am dreaming
    All I can hear outside are
    Loud wails and excess screaming

    I see death smiling in the corner
    He’s waiting at my door
    He says he’s here to take me home
    To offer me much more

    He says I lived a mediocre life
    A life full of plans and caution
    The life I lived was not worth much;
    A life easily forgotten

    He promises to take me to heaven
    He appeals fervently to my heart
    He offers me a brand new experience
    He paints pictures of a fresh new start

    But then I see all the faces around me
    Loved ones gathered, saying their goodbyes
    And while I was taking my last few breaths
    I looked into their eyes

    I made my decision; I wanted my old life back
    I made a difference to all these people here
    So what if I lived a mediocre life
    I must have spread some cheer

    This was my world; this was my heaven
    This was where I was needed
    My life may not be worth much
    But it looks like I had succeeded

    Death admitted defeat and walked away
    He left me to my fate
    I had just received the gift of life
    With death walking out the gate

    And with that I snapped out of
    My stupor; my deathly trance
    It was my time; my fresh new beginning
    My second chance.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Inspired by today’s Daily Prompt – Karma Chameleon
  • Music to my ears

    Music to my ears

    It feels wonderful
    To be so close to you
    To feel your warmth
    On this cold, winter day.

    Listen closely
    I can hear our hearts beat
    In unison, like they’re one
    And not in two different bodies.

    Your breath is like
    A sweet whisper;
    And the soft quiver
    In your lips
    Feels like an echo
    In my mind.

    Your every nuance
    Your every move
    Is a delight to me
    And music to my ears.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
    Inspired by today’s Daily Prompt – Musical
  • A journey called life

    A journey called life

    Hello, fellow traveler
    On this journey called life
    You seem to be living on the edge
    Of a sharp, cold knife.

    You always seem to have a plan
    And in such a desperate hurry
    You want more done in lesser time
    But then you sit and worry

    You have no time for yourself
    Or for your family or friends
    Your watch drives your every action
    Hell, your day starts but never ends!

    All you think about is profit
    Or awards you must receive
    But you ignore those little things in life
    That you worked so hard to achieve

    It’s all about the little joys
    That makes living worthwhile
    It’s those little things you care for
    A hug, a kiss, a smile!

    You can’t go on living like this
    The madness has to stop
    Because one day your health will go
    And your energy will drop

    And all that will be left
    Is an empty shell, surrendered?
    Someone who did a lot in life
    But never got remembered

    No one will see who came first
    At the end, it’s all the same
    Life is a journey, and not a sport
    Or a trophy you can claim

    Live life one moment at a time
    No need to keep accounts
    Because life is not a start and end
    It’s the journey that counts.

    © 2012 Mihir Kamat