Saturday, November 10, 2012

You are best the way you are

The time has come
For my every beat to ponder
For my every step to be measured
For you follow my steps
For I lead the way for us
My journey has long since become ours
My plans have long since become ours
Not because I am good at doing all these
But because we accept each other as our own
Luck may fail me
Friends may fail me
But I know for sure
That we shall not fail
For our hands bond in love
For our hands bond in trust
What more should I ask of you
Why should I ask more of you
You are perfect the way you are
I will love you the way you are

                               ----------------------------- Uday Guntupalli

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Lonely Strides In The Night

" When the shadows desert
In the death of the night
When only my heartbeat
Fills the night
I trace the paths
Long forgotten
Prodding over long lost thoughts
Searching my memoirs
But they are all masked
They are unclear
Not one thought makes sense
Not one memoir brings clarity
For they are obscured by a signature
Your name "

-------------- Uday Guntupalli

Sunday, May 20, 2012

My walks alone

The more I walk ,
The more I think
The more I think
The more I remember
The more I remember
 The more I miss
The more I miss
 The more I realize
That my heart has long lost my trail
And is following your footsteps

               --------------------Uday .G

Friday, February 10, 2012

What makes us special

You love me
I love you
You respect me
I respect you
But what makes us unique
what makes us special
What endears us to each other
What keeps us together
We love each other
for what we are
We love each other
for our good qualities
But more importantly
for our bad ones too
Appreciating each others flaws
Beaming at each others virtues
Taking pleasure in each others company
Setting an example to others
We hold each other
In an embrace of love
we hold each other
In an embrace that shall last forever
-------------Uday Guntupalli

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Why has the pen stopped moving

Seconds have rolled by into minutes
Minutes have rolled by into hours
Hours have rolled by into days
Days have rolled by into months
The nib has stopped scribbling
The ink has stopped flowing
The pen has stopped moving
The pages remain unfilled
Well , why not
I need not brood over anything
For I have you to take care of me
I will never feel alone
For you are always waiting for me
I will never need to fight alone
For your support adds to my strength
I will never need to ask anything more
For I have been gifted with you ....
----------Uday Guntupalli