Monday, February 23, 2009

What women want…


You hate me when I'm happy
You hate me when I'm sad
You hate me when I'm calm
And also when I get mad

You hate me when I'm gloomy
You hate me when I'm joking
You hate the men who smoke
And you hate me for not smoking

You hate me when I'm silent
You hate me when I talk
Even before I speak
You act as if I spoke

You hate the way I drive
You hate the way I walk
You hate me when I'm rich
You hate me when I'm broke

You hate me when I laugh
You'll hate me if I cry
Now you hate that I'm alive
You'll hate me when I die

You hate when I appear
You hate it when I hide
You hate me when I'm near
Yet you want me by your side

You hate me coz I'm thin
And you'd hate me if I'm fat
For you think I'm made of tin
I'm your worthless doormat

You're asking me to change
And even if I do
I know I'll find myself
Still not good enough for you

Well, let me tell you baby
A fact that may seem new
I feel, I breathe, I love
We, men, are humans too

So please try to accept me
And forgive me or forget
Don't try to customize me
What you see is what you get

You're still planning to change me
Even though you know you won't
Deep inside you, you're unable
To achieve what women want

Saturday, February 14, 2009

At first sight

Eighteen years ago
Love was not a sin
Now I still don't know
Things that might have been
If I told you so
If I could begin
But only instead of words
Was my useless grin

On the moment that I saw you
Love was in the air
In your eyes behind the glasses
And in your raven hair
You're my "opium of the masses"
Chasing me everywhere
Any day without your smile
Was just a long nightmare

Was I too short for you?
Or maybe way too thin?
In my dreams I fought the world
For the heart I'd hoped to win
For a look into your eyes
For a kiss on your lovely skin
Years have passed and I'm still thinking
Of all what could have been

I'd fight the world for you
And I know I'll win the fight
My reward would be a smile
That makes my life so bright
What might have been I'll know
Now it must be, not just might
Eighteen years ago
Love was not a sin, at first sight