I am left ashamed

I am afraid this is real.

a splash of cold, yet it's still here

My clock is infront and i fix the time 

all set to go, i am ready to shine

Through the stars,i see it drop down

Then, through my window, all aware i am

this had never happened before

In disbelief i take my sword and move to the shore 

Neither did the stars shined up bright

nor brought this into my eyes,

Gloomy nights devastated me, enough to shatter 

I see it fixing as all the confidence in me, i gather

carpet of clouds, i am sleeping upon- drift

As i approach, i grab the moon and gently kiss

Ocean appraching to meet their little ones

i see in a reflection , the tears, yet the warmth

the struggle and the hope running along the waves

the same one that i lamented, i objected 

And, i was left ashamed

 

 

Next meeting!

Within every beats of a song

Every single moment when we felt we belonged

Been missing like how day misses the night

Two parallel lines, hoping to meet,

One day, they might.

Within the darkest times of hour

Every single moment when we fought to overpower

Been missing like how wildfire misses the heavy wind 

Expecting a blow, Two big thunders, hoping to meet,

One day, they might.

 

Within the silence of the nights 

Every small talks when we first met , running in my mind 

Been missing like how a cheetah misses the sky

Running to get there, hoping to meet 

One day it might.

 

 

 

In memory of "Baa"

 Baa,

 a smile so powerful that enlightened the face of many

the charm and the words of reflection, still dazzling me.

Naïve I was, miniscule of memories

Yet it flows, heaving my heart with grieving melodies.

 

The storm, neither the dark shook us,

As you stood tall, the roots we held it, robust

It was all green and colors, the winters and summers

Hands on hands, the empire you built looked upon.

 

Like a wave running back to the sea,

As how, every little breathe has to be

Years fleeting . But Voices still crack and eyes still wet

A hollow in our heart, never to be filled .

 

Echoes fade and poor memories trying to recollect

Towards the end, A stab rewinding again and again.

Apology and remorse , reflecting in my dreams

Desiring a glimpse of you, the forever unseen

 

At your usual bliss, with my thoughts, you are never alone

Long sigh, you are here, I see. Yet, you are long gone!!

You are here, Yet, you are long gone.

 

 

 

A battle but among whom ?

 

 

Moving the pieces, trying to fit the places,

 Twists and turns, depth and the burdens

Erupting from the roots of divine,

 gods and goddess of emotions,

 holding the shields from behind.

 

It's a way of battle, in search of peace and heavens

 Though freed like a bird, wrapped in a bubbles and the games

Echoes inside the head. Sun, as if it’s never meant to set.

It goes on and on and on. Miracles in the air, waiting to abate.

 

Silence of the nature, threatening the clashes inside.

Waves of thoughts maunders to overpower its beginning.

Has it ended? the senses receiving the question, 

Aware, my conscious steps back, dilemmatic with poor hunches.

 

 

 

Seeing through yourself

Into the woods lies your soul

Into the sound of serene, your heart keeps a hold.

Say noo! to the life you are rushing

And there, right there!!!

 you have years of your peace dying to unfold.

Into the broken past, lies your worth

Into the harsh reality, your mind keeps a hold

say noo! to the "would have's " you are foresighting

And there, right there!!!

you have years of your perseverance dying to unfold.

Into the mirror of life lies your goal

Into the clarity of your image, your body keeps a hold

say noo! to the trashes you are building to board

And there, right there!!

You have years of your destined journey dying to unfold.

7 years down

As the morning alarm, my soul rings

Brightening petals of these beauty,

 the yellows and the greens

 Certainly the best i ever came across,

Pretty, i can never unsee

Reminder of the smile, so tender

How i envy the wind, playing with her hair

 and those hands running behind the ear

I try unfolding the memoir,

 With the fingers crossed, and a hope so strong,

I stand amidst the aisle AGAIN!!!!

No, not a failure this time

I sigh!! 

A sigh of relief in the years long gone

Bald headed, snow beard

 torn pages and heart ripped off

All withered i see

But the petals..

The yellows and the greens

Smile 

Enlighten my soul as i am nineteen

7 years down.. 

Today, i stand here feeling nineteen

Realization hits

I didn't have to rush..

Never letting my peace win

Never calming the fire in me

My deathbed shouts at me

I lift my hand, i do it slow

I do it slow because i am not allowed anymore...

Drops on my cheek competing to fall down

Yet, i lift my hand slow

Because, i am not able to rush anymore.

And i feel it again and again and again

I didn't have to rush

Never having the taste of serene

Never having the guts to feel a thing

I didn't have to rush

Never learning what settling means

Never pausing when i was just fast forwarding..