Saturday 25 July 2015

A slice of Him!
Nobody cared for her,
No one even wanted her.
She was smart, loving and everything
And yet for society… nothing!
Worse when the time could be
Then arrived he.

She an introvert,
He an extrovert
She was the reason for his existence
But People? They were unaware of her existence.
She loved him with all her heart,
He returned the favor with his body in the start.
He paved the way for her dreams,
Opened her eyes to gaze on the surreal horizon and with the transparent beams.
With him she reached beyond the zenith, the sky became limitless…
He was all she could ever wish for…Oh my! He was flawless.
In fact every girl could wish for…
The guy…
Careless yet caring…Why?
Had all the time for them, on his pace
 Still respected when they wanted their space…
Understood their very demands and feelings…
And knew when to leave alone, Huh! Those hideous beings
Soon there was a reason for her to be
And that was he…

He was a magnetic personality,
 She the repelling end.
Both were an integral part of each others’ lives
 And their love couldn’t be bend.
His every achievement, every soul fallen for him…
Made her proud to have such an asset as him
Society finally accepted her with that esteem,
All thanks to him.
She explored the intimacy she felt,
Wearing his clothes and his much used belt
Peeking a glance at his reflection in the mirror
The very thought of separation made her quiver.
Though both never had been together
Like the parallel lines along the road, with each other, but apart forever…
But the time casts its spell…
The soiled pads made her life hell
Puberty took its toll
Her alter ego Left her all alone
Now she can never be
Her favorite he!

And for the rest of her life
all she could do was savor that slice.
Although they were one to be,
But she craved for he...

Thursday 18 June 2015

The day I'll give up!

I don’t know when I’ll give up
Will it be the day
When one more person will start humiliating me
Or
When again due to misunderstanding I would be punished again.

Will it be the day
When one more person I trust’ll ditch me
Or
When in all I’ll be the only person left standing.

Will it be the day
When all the people I love’ll go away from me
Or
When I’ll loose all the modes of contact I have with them

Will it be the day
When I’ll be sad
Or
When I’ll have nothing to smile about.

Will it be the day
When I’ll loose all the hope
Or
When I’ll only have regrets and nothing to hope for.

Will it be the day
When I’ll die
Or
When I’ll nothing to live for

Will it be the day
When I’ll loose moments of joy
Or
When I’ll find no enjoyment in anything

Will it be the day 
When everything around me will go dak
Or
I myself will be blind enough to see the light in front of me!
(Or the beauty around me)

Will it be the day
When all the people around me turns into a psycho
Or
When I’ll be the psycho myself!

Will it be the day
When I’ll find living very hard
Or

When I’ll find dying very easy.
THAT GIRL!!!!!

Drunk on confusion,
I dont know where to start
For I find no words
to explain the dwellings of my heart.

I tread along the journey,
for somewhere the road should initiate
It marks the glories of a girl
whose thoughts did wonders to create
Pardon me,for i dont intend to humiliate

In boring class,
Apart we sat,
There was an unfathomable depth in your eyes,
I couldn't percept.

With quiet lips
And chaos in the mind
She pens the most overwhelming words

that one couldn't have entwined.
IF ONLY.....

From the beginning of the day
To the very end
All I think about is you
While twisting and turning my strands
If only..
You would know my name

All the time I look out for you
For your mere glance
Helps me forget all my miseries
And hence I wouldn't miss a chance
If only...
You would look at me once


The very thought of you interests me
Me and you,that's what I fantasize
I wanna map my whole life with you
To be together,I can pay any price
If only...

You would know I exist.
SCARS
It is been rightly said that the language is scarce
For the words are not enough to describe
The pain inflicted upon me
I have been wounded many times
Some do heal
But some leave behind
A constant reminder
Of the betrayal
Of the misery
Of the broken trust
Of the void left in me
That God knows what could fill it back
All in the form of scars

They over shadow me
And tend to never leave my side
When in dark or light
And prove to be
A constant reminder
Of my mistake
Of my consent
Of my very acceptance of the fate
Of the treacherous happiness
That my heart felt
Which appears fake
Something which my traitorous heart tricked me into…


I tried to erase them
Screen them
And what not
To conceal myself
Of the loss I suffered
Of this unendurable agony
Of the tasted forbidden fruit
Of the beautiful possibility of the road not taken
And the magnificent landscapes I would have adored
While treading the unknown territories
But my feet abandoned those prospects…


The scars are dreadful and unbearable
I don’t thank for their presence
Each individual could construe them their way
But I would brand them as lessons and await the tomorrow
Which shells the hopeful pearls
Of my glory
Of the zenith I would embrace
Of the happiness kissing me
Of the perpetuation of risks
For no matter how many nightmares I encounter
I would not stop looking for the dreams…
Which could accept me Along with my scars
However gruesome they may be
For the burnt pages make
The book worth reading…

(even if I would have to dance alone in the rain)