Sacrifice My Life For You.

Draining me, my heart, my blood is bleeding out.
Baby, you stuck a needle in my heart.
Injected me with your drug,
Your my addiction.

Send me higher,
Sink your teeth into me;
And give me what I need.
No I don't want the venom sucked from me.
I want you inside me,
Running through my veins,
I'll never be bleeding,
not on this floor.
As long as you stay with me,
Don't go running
Or I'll start falling
My blood will be on your hands.
Stained down your shirt.
you have my heart now.

I wear my heart on my sleeve,
The way it should always be.
Now give me yours,
I'll kiss you, sweep you away and let it heal.
The pain, it's all gone now baby.
Stick with me and we'll never have to hurt again.
Our bleeding, our torture is over.
As long as you stay with me.

I'll never give up.
Your mine to keep,
I'll give you my all,
My heart, my spline, my guts and my brain.
Anything you want,
My wrists will say your name,
If that'll make you stay with me forever.
I can't live without your smell,
Your presence, your touch and your love.
I need you, I Love you.
I will sacrifice.
My Life for you.

Give me a clean look,
We are here for a reason baby,
through the broken hearts and cold nights,
we have found ourselves, found each other.
Now we can stop this.
Hold on tight while I change the sky,
from Grey to blue.
You'll never feel unhappy again.
Not while I'm around.
I love you,
I may have died many times before inside,
You are picking up my shattered heart piece by piece.
All because.....
You love me.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

Its Just Love

I like you in that way
Which brings strangers together:
Uncomprehensively,
Like opposites which attract:
Impulsively forever.

I feel for you that way
That scares you to the core
And you shut your ears
To not hear anymore.

I love you in that way
That makes me dream of you
And forces dedication
In everything I do.

I want you in that way
That tells me that I need you.
Please don't laugh--
Understand--
Its only love;
That's all--
I hope you feel it, too.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

I'll Wait For You

I wish you would understand how hard this is for me. I love you so much that I'm willing to wait as long as I have to, to be with you. You mean so much to me. Your the every beat my heart makes and Ur every breath I take. I can't live without you. It's impossible. I find myself being depressed or saddened when I don't hear from you. Every time we fight I have the fear that I might loose you. I don't ever want to loose you. For if I ever do I'll never be able to be myself again. You made me the person I am. You made me a happier person when I talk to you. It might sound crazy knowing I don't get to see you. But life works in mysterious ways I guess you can say. I don't regret anything I have gone trough with you. Whether it was good or bad. Everything about you amazes me. I love your flaws and weaknesses because they make you you. They make you perfect for me. Your a dream come true for me. I couldn't of ask to meet anyone better. When your hurt or feeling down no matter what's making you feel that way I will always be there for you. No questions asked. You mean the world to me. There isn't enough words to explain this. I love you with every drop of blood in my body. I hope I never loose you. Were the perfect couple in a not so perfect situation. But life I guess throws obstacles at us because good things don't come easy. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Every time I think of you or talk to you I fall in love all over again. You mean everything to me. I Love You.......

Muhsin John Kurishingal

My Heart Will Allways Be Yours

I made a promise which i could not keep
i made an oath which seemed to crumble like a thousand dead leaves
i saw those tears as they fell i watched you shake as you broke
I'm sorry bubs but i tried i know i said ill always stand by your side
i was pushed out the door never got the chance
i wanted to explain how i refused i don't have the strength any more to fight i feel like Juliet trying to fight the odds i just pray they same end dose not befall us
ill be back i promise ill be gone such a short time please bubs accept this apology and don't forget this heart of mine will always be yours

Muhsin John Kurishingal

Is it?

Is it waiting when you dont know what you're looking for?

Is it forever if you don't know if it began?

Is it broken when it wasn't fixed to begin with?

Is it pain when you're heart is numb?

Is it lost when it never was found?

Is it dead before it got a chance to live?

Is it truth when it was written by a hand of lies?

Muhsin John Kurishingal

Kiss The Rain

Do you know it hurts
when im alone at night
and you're not by my side
when I need you here
where did you go so fast
what happened to our past
and my heart beats
as if you're here

It was hard, to let you go
but now I know
you'll always be there watching over me
I still wake
to cloudy days
and it hurts when I cry
and when I breathe

I lay awake at night
I cry myself to sleep
hoping that you're alright
a part of you stays
how different would it be
if you were here with me
would you hold me
with your wings

You sheltered me from harm
and you gave me breath
so let your spirit rest
where you kiss the rain
so gentle and delicate
tears of angels
and my heart beats
as if you're here

No one should bear
all of your pain
so now you walk in heaven
you can answer when I pray
every whisper
and every word
I still remember to this very day

Take away my scars
and take away my pain
you didn't die in vain
and neither will i
if you could only see
what's happening to me

so I wont cry tonight
'cause ill be by your side
a dozen flowers lie
held over our hearts
so now that we are free
together finally

and together
we kiss the rain

and together
we kiss the rain

Muhsin John Kurishingal

Until We Meet Again

I can still recall with immaculate precision,
The night we met under starlit skies.
An angel so precious once impossible to envision.
Was now standing right before my eyes.

I remember our laughs and late night talks,
At least a hundred times we'd say goodnight.
Holding hands through Central Park walks,
Even when wrong, you were always right.

Or the time we danced near Willow Pond,
I held you so close under the pouring rain.
Your love took me to ecstasy and beyond,
The taste of your kiss, sweet champagne.

The day I knew you loved me I'll never forget,
You let down the walls protecting your heart.
Showed me the little girl in you with no regret,
Thought I knew then and there we'd never part.

Love lasts so long and times without ending,
Now we both know hearts truly can change.
We must move on, little use in pretending,
Just know our memories I'll never exchange.

I'll forever think of you under starlit skies,
Laugh at the cute little girl you hid inside.
Promise I won't forget we hate goodbyes,
Or all the times I held you when you cried.

Still even now its unbearable to say goodbye
Can't let my heart know this is really the end.
I won't forget you beautiful wouldn't dare to try,
So for now my love, my heart, my friend.....


Until we meet again.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

Until I Met You

Love was once a feeling I knew
that didnt have meaning
Until I met you,

Now I see the world
In its brightest light,
With you in my life
Everything feels right,

I see a future full
of smiles and joy,
Growing old together
Still giggling like a boy,

You gave me happiness
I never thought could be real,
My greatest blessing in life
is This love for you I feel

Muhsin John Kurishingal

ONE DAY I WROTE HER NAME

One day I wrote her name upon the strand.
But came the waves and washed it away;
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide and made my pains his prey.
'Vain man,' said she, 'that dost in vain essay
A mortal things so to immortalize;
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eke my name be wiped out likewise.'
'Not so,' quod I, 'let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame;
And in the heavens write your glorious name.
Where, whenas Death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.'

Muhsin John Kurishingal

TO HIS LUTE

My lute, awake! perform the last
Labour that thou and I shall waste,
And end that I have now begun;
For when this song is sung and past,
My lute, be still, for I have done.

As to be heard where car is none,
As lead to grave in marble stone,
My song may piece her heart as soon.
Should we then sigh, or sing, or moan?
No, no, my lute, for I have done.

The rocks do not so cruelly
Repulse the waves continually,
As she my suit and affection;
So that I am past remedy,
Whereby my lute and I have done.

Proud of the spoil that thou hast got
Of simple hearts thorough Love's shot,
By whom, unkind, thou hast them won;
Think not he hath his bow forgot,
Although my lute and I have done.

Vengeance shall fall on thy disdain,
That mak'st but game on earnest pain;
Think not alone under the sun
Unquit to cause thy lovers plain,
Although my lute and I have done.

Perchance thee lie withered and old,
The winter nights that are so cold,
Plaining in vain unto the moon;
Thy wishes then dare not be told.
Care then who list, for I have done.

And then may chance thee to repent
The time that thou hast lost and spent
To cause thy lovers sigh and swoon;
Then shalt thou know beauty but lent,
And wish and want as I have done.

Now cease, my lute! this is the last
Labour that thou and I shall waste,
And ended is that we begun;
Now is this song both sung and past.
My lute, be still, for I have done.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her

If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.

For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?.

Then seek not, sweet, the "If" and "Why"
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.

Christopher Brennan

Annabel Lee

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Edgar Allan Poe

A Wonderful Sting

A Wonderful Sting
David P Leverett

This feeling is like a wonderful sting.
I want this feeling to hold me captive.
I wouldn't give this up, not even for all four seasons to be spring.
It doesn't need to be masked as attractive,
This unstable beautiful pain is mine, its what I want, what I need!
My happiness continually gains,
This is great. Something this good cannot be greed!
I'm glad to leave them, I found a better lain.
This I intend to keep.
No one else can have it, its mine!
Its mine when I'm awake, its mine when I'm asleep!
What's going on. This feeling is no longer a straight line.
I'm trapped in this bind, I no longer feel fine,
and now, I'm alone without a sign.

David P Leverett

My Love My Red Rose

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.

Robert Burns

A Nocturnal Reverie

In such a night, when every louder wind
Is to its distant cavern safe confined;
And only gentle Zephyr fans his wings,
And lonely Philomel, still waking, sings;
Or from some tree, famed for the owl's delight,
She, hollowing clear, directs the wand'rer right:
In such a night, when passing clouds give place,
Or thinly veil the heav'ns' mysterious face;
When in some river, overhung with green,
The waving moon and trembling leaves are seen;
When freshened grass now bears itself upright,
And makes cool banks to pleasing rest invite,
Whence springs the woodbind, and the bramble-rose,
And where the sleepy cowslip sheltered grows;
Whilst now a paler hue the foxglove takes,
Yet checkers still with red the dusky brakes
When scattered glow-worms, but in twilight fine,
Shew trivial beauties watch their hour to shine;
Whilst Salisb'ry stands the test of every light,
In perfect charms, and perfect virtue bright:
When odors, which declined repelling day,
Through temp'rate air uninterrupted stray;
When darkened groves their softest shadows wear,
And falling waters we distinctly hear;
When through the gloom more venerable shows
Some ancient fabric, awful in repose,
While sunburnt hills their swarthy looks conceal,
And swelling haycocks thicken up the vale:
When the loosed horse now, as his pasture leads,
Comes slowly grazing through th' adjoining meads,
Whose stealing pace, and lengthened shade we fear,
Till torn-up forage in his teeth we hear:
When nibbling sheep at large pursue their food,
And unmolested kine rechew the cud;
When curlews cry beneath the village walls,
And to her straggling brood the partridge calls;
Their shortlived jubilee the creatures keep,
Which but endures, whilst tyrant man does sleep;
When a sedate content the spirit feels,
And no fierce light disturbs, whilst it reveals;
But silent musings urge the mind to seek
Something, too high for syllables to speak;
Till the free soul to a composedness charmed,
Finding the elements of rage disarmed,
O'er all below a solemn quiet grown,
Joys in th' inferior world, and thinks it like her own:
In such a night let me abroad remain,
Till morning breaks, and all's confused again;
Our cares, our toils, our clamors are renewed,
Or pleasures, seldom reached, again pursued.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

A Farewell to False Love

Farewell false love, the oracle of lies,
A mortal foe and enemy to rest,
An envious boy, from whom all cares arise,
A bastard vile, a beast with rage possessed,
A way of error, a temple full of treason,
In all effects contrary unto reason.

A poisoned serpent covered all with flowers,
Mother of sighs, and murderer of repose,
A sea of sorrows whence are drawn such showers
As moisture lend to every grief that grows;
A school of guile, a net of deep deceit,
A gilded hook that holds a poisoned bait.

A fortress foiled, which reason did defend,
A siren song, a fever of the mind,
A maze wherein affection finds no end,
A raging cloud that runs before the wind,
A substance like the shadow of the sun,
A goal of grief for which the wisest run.

A quenchless fire, a nurse of trembling fear,
A path that leads to peril and mishap,
A true retreat of sorrow and despair,
An idle boy that sleeps in pleasure's lap,
A deep mistrust of that which certain seems,
A hope of that which reason doubtful deems.

Sith* then thy trains my younger years betrayed, [since]
And for my faith ingratitude I find;
And sith repentance hath my wrongs bewrayed, [revealed]
Whose course was ever contrary to kind: [nature]
False love, desire, and beauty frail, adieu.
Dead is the root whence all these fancies grew.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

A charm invests a face

A charm invests a face
Imperfectly beheld.
The lady dare not lift her veil
For fear it be dispelled.

But peers beyond her mesh,
And wishes, and denies,
Lest interview annul a want
That image satisfies.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

A Blue Valentine

Monsignore,
Right Reverend Bishop Valentinus,
Sometime of Interamna, which is called Ferni,
Now of the delightful Court of Heaven,
I respectfully salute you,
I genuflect
And I kiss your episcopal ring.

It is not, Monsignore,
The fragrant memory of your holy life,
Nor that of your shining and joyous martyrdom,
Which causes me now to address you.
But since this is your august festival, Monsignore,
It seems appropriate to me to state
According to a venerable and agreeable custom,
That I love a beautiful lady.
Her eyes, Monsignore,
Are so blue that they put lovely little blue reflections
On everything that she looks at,
Such as a wall
Or the moon
Or my heart.
It is like the light coming through blue stained glass,
Yet not quite like it,
For the blueness is not transparent,
Only translucent.
Her soul's light shines through,
But her soul cannot be seen.
It is something elusive, whimsical, tender, wanton, infantile, wise
And noble.
She wears, Monsignore, a blue garment,
Made in the manner of the Japanese.
It is very blue-
I think that her eyes have made it more blue,
Sweetly staining it
As the pressure of her body has graciously given it form.
Loving her, Monsignore,
I love all her attributes;
But I believe
That even if I did not love her
I would love the blueness of her eyes,
And her blue garment, made in the manner of the Japanese.

Monsignore,
I have never before troubled you with a request.
The saints whose ears I chiefly worry with my pleas
are the most exquisite and maternal Brigid,
Gallant Saint Stephen, who puts fire in my blood,
And your brother bishop, my patron,
The generous and jovial Saint Nicholas of Bari.
But, of your courtesy, Monsignore,
Do me this favour:
When you this morning make your way
To the Ivory Throne that bursts into bloom with roses
because of her who sits upon it,
When you come to pay your devoir to Our Lady,
I beg you, say to her:
"Madame, a poor poet, one of your singing servants yet on earth,
Has asked me to say that at this moment he is especially grateful to you
For wearing a blue gown".

Muhsin John Kurishingal

My Friend, The things that do attain

My Friend, The things that do attain
The happy life be these, I find:
The reaches left, not got with pain;
The fruitful ground, the quiet mind;

The equal friend; no grudge, no strife;
No charge of rule, nor governance;
Without disease the healthy Life;
The household of o\continuance;

The mean diet, no dainty fare;
Wisdom joined with simpleness;
The night discharged of all care,
Where wine the wit may not oppress;

The faithful wife, without debate;
Such sleeps as may beguile the night;
Content thyself with thine estate,
Neither wish death, nor fear his might.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

THEY FLEE FROM ME

They flee from me, that sometime did me seek
With naked foot, stalking in my chamber.
I have seen them gentle, tame, and meek,
That now are wild, and do not remember
That sometime they put themselves in danger
To take bread at my hand; and now they range
Busily seeking with a continual change.

Thanked be fortune it hath been otherwise
Twenty times better; but once, in special,
In thin array, after a pleasant guise,
When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall,
And she me caught in her arms long and small,
Therewith all sweetly did me kiss
And softly said, 'Dear heart, how like you this?'

It was no dream; I lay broad waking:
But all is turned, thorough my gentleness,
Into a strange fashion of forsaking;
And I have Leave to go of her goodness,
And she also to use new fanglencess.
But since that I so kindly am served,
I would fain know what she hath deserved.


Muhsin John Kurishingal

My Lost Love

I held what before my eyes stood
At eyes of beauty I locked
she was beautiful and fair
There was fragrance in the air
cupid's arrows pierced my heart
I asked who though art?

She stood in silence leveling none
for long the silence stood and spoke none
Then she said to me
You need not my aid
for men I have seen
A part of them I have been


All were in fluttery dreadful
in love they were unfaithful
And but for this i accept you as lover not
I begged for a change
For in love you will be faithful not
she gave not glance
my heart shattered
my eyes watered


Then I a solemn oath love
At failics never to look
for my love was not cherished
And my love perished for ever.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

Love for me!!

Love, I never tried it,
But what happend to me suddenly
I can't see the world without you......,
I can't hear a word without you.......,
But you never cared for it.

You stole my dreams.....
You stole my heart....

Love, I never tried it,
But what happend to me suddenly.
How I am supposed to live without you....
But why can't you love me?
What should I do to impress you?
Come baby, please be hidden in my heart...
No one except me could see you;
But you cared little for it.

My baby, Why can't you love me?
Don't make me mad!!
Everyday I thought of you....,
And everyday,
I see you to dream in my heart....,
My baby, I am really loving you.....,

You stole my dreams.....,
You stole my heart.......,

Love, I never tried it,
But it swerved my life for ever.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

Memories

Memories are the only things
Which you can keep forever,
You need not tie strings
To keep them together.

They need no place
Nor they need any space,
They don not crack
Nor they break
But they can only fade away,
If you don't need them,
But that is also hard to do

For they are important too,
In many ways of life
Memories can help you,
Good ones can make you smite,
Bad ones can make you cry.

Keep them, for they can help you
In the Journey of miles.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

My Friend

There is no music without symphony,
No life without harmony,
And without YOU there is no ME
Whenever I lift up my hands,
You showed me the right path.

The essence of your presence,
Gave me the energy to move forward
And, I moved forward......a lot.
When I not knew what to do,
You were my guide.

You taught me the LIFE
And what is wrong and right,
Whenever I went astray,
You were always by my side.
Even when I fell,
You pushed me forward.

In my life you taught me,
Never to look backward.
In this vast ocean,
You taught me to swim,
Walking hand in hand.

You helped me to win
And when I flew high,
You were my feathers.
Also, today you are my feathers,
I will reach there,
My destiny, to my dream.

You taught me,
To stand proud, in all my endeavours
So I take this moment,
To thank you with all my heart,
Thank you for being with me,
As a light, right from the start
And hence I say,
Like, there is no music without Symphony.
There is no life without harmony
And without YOU there is no ME.

Muhsin John Kurishingal

Parting of Ways

We've been together for so many days
But now is the time for the parting of ways

First we were happy thinking there'll be no more plights
Not knowing that now we'll have to face even harder sights

To a whole new world, we will step in
A whole new battle, is what we'll try to win

Once again we will rethink our goal
Now it's time we change our role

All the beautiful memories
In this voyage across the seas

All the happy times and pleasure we had as one
All the amazement and all that fun

These sweet memoirs we'll cherish forever
And yes of course! We'll miss each other

Earlier we thought that now life would be fun
But that is truly false, For life's a tough run

A run in which we go up and down slow and fast
And keep running as long as we last

One day for sure you'll achieve success
And joy and laughter is all you'll possess

For now, it is sad that we must part ways
But all our wonderful times shall never haze

Although we'll be very far away
Our hearts will be one all night and day

We'll stay together through all of life's bends
Cause a lifetime's not too long to live as friends.....

Muhsin John Kurishingal

My Aspiration

I need to have a beautiful flower
With fragrance of all the perfumes of Arabia
I need to see some more moonlit nights
Shedding light on my uncertain life
I need to drink water from all the seven seas
furnishing me with unique cheer and health
I need to view all the great wonders
Of the world that i have never seen before.

I need to possess the ocean of knowledge
And drink it to its last drop
I need to enjoy all the sensual pleasures
And like a migratory bird I need to
Fly the North, East, West, South
When the seasons change

Muhsin John Kurishingal

Yours and yours and yours

The life that I have
Is all that I have
And the life that I have
Is yours.

Muhsin John Kurishingal