Sometimes all that happens make me think that all of us are infatuated with a little sadness. Melancholic songs and a deep nostalgic memory… What do we have while its cold on the inside of our chest. We all enjoy happiness and life is no doubt a sheer joy. But sometimes we have this urge to chase the things we know we’ll never have and then it makes me sad how we ourselves choose our regrets…
It never cease to amaze me how trivialized is the talent of survival! This piece of writing goes to all those people who think they a store room thing now! To all those who are broken down…evaded…humiliated by situations, time or their own fantasy penalized them. What might seem a battleground sometimes turn out to be a playground too…
But even if it becomes a fight… To win, the first thing u need to do is STAY. Because those who get back to their feet and stay… NEVER LOSE!
Heat of the cruel world burnt him so fiercely
that he felt he has become one of those old deteriorated things kept in the store room… beyond repair!
The fire soaked up his dreams.
Dry eyes… tired of trying to teach the same lesson of kindness
over and over again every single time with a vision that someday
people will understand… They are not the only ones having the ‘rough day’
Overwhelmed with madness and intervened with experiences
that leave scars as life gets scraped with tragedies,
He became a fusion of anger and disappointment,
The fusion that is harder to imagine and even harder to take.
The world tore him apart
like those pages you once keep in corner of a drawer
and tear them up questioning yourself if they were ever a necessary.
The dark side, exposed to the heat,
often came out… making him labelled as ‘Insane’
But for good and bad
Life is never the opinion of an eighth standard school boy.
It is like those questions of calculus where surprises wait for you at every step.
He met her one day.
The day melted into night differently that day!
She saw him tracing out his pain in ways a beautiful heart would never do.
Yet she danced with his demons!
She became the reader of feelings rather than words.
Somehow with time, it became a question to him how she could listen to the unsaid.
Rather than extending a bow of frown,
She managed o stretch a smile…
An innocent one indeed 🙂
At the end of the day,
He just had questions in those starry eyes
“Why after all this time…everything feels worth it?”
Yes, there are some folks who never choose what is ‘best’ to the world’s eye. Things… Philosophies… People…They choose a simple one, polish it… N make it the best ever!
For all the seasons we have lived together,
You were the wind and I… the yellow leaf.
Today I have fallen on to the ground.
What aches is not that I fell down
but the nostalgia of flying all the way through with you.
I have felt the heavens kissing my face.
And believe me,
you treasured me with you being yourself only!
But what pierce my bones is that
you never told me
you were about to abandon this forlorn heart
You promised to make a life while living the seasons!
And one day,
Between the wish to fly and fear to fall down
I did fell in love with you.
People often say fallen leaves live no more,
But see how your love immortalized the life forever in me.
Its just that I don’t expect things.
And may be
I did not expect you to leave…
Your memories make and break me on the very same moment!
I have been asking the mighty to entwine you out of me.
And its an ironic scenario when I myself do not want to let you go…
The yellow leaf is in love with this pain now!
So what if we make a dilemmaThis dilemma is magic!
After all my love,
Its you in me…
Its you in me…
Although, every moment with her makes a majestic sense of life!
You will get confused with the ‘Favorite ones’
But sometimes the sky that she makes her own kind of blue
falls upon her head and the blue turns to the see of sorrows…
I adore the pain!
It comes for a reason
It comes with a reason
But sometimes, I am not able keep all these odds inside me
and the waters in my eye begin to flow
how long can I see her own fire
for what I fell in love with,
burning her own self! 😦
My life was a rough story
Lying on the dusted bench of destiny
And many pages are stained with pain
Don’t open the script randomly,
wounds might make you hear your heartbeats in every nerve
I don’t know on which page am I writing
But today when I look back and forth…
I feel like I am in the middle of a beautiful time
When I thought that fate
was just too late
to answer my prayers…
It sent you people 🙂
And you gave me the biggest thing
One needs to have a noble story!
You gave me REALIZATION…
You told me that my story is worth a book.
You went beyond covers
To see what lied in my cob-webbed heart
I was a green leaf
And you were the morning dew.
You landed from heaven so gently in my life
That all that world could stare at
was eternal beauty!
You could leave me in the haze of climax
But you didn’t
And it is the journey with you people
that has bestowed me the greatest memories
I wish that my story ends
with a tag you have gifted me in every chapter
The tag of .FOREVER…
Just keep me as a Diamond in your crown
when it is the time of sheer joy in your life
You people are music to the notes of my violin
Metaphors to my poetry…
And A LIFE TO MY LIFE…
Keep loving and living
You are real HUMANS
HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY 🙂
Sometimes frustration peel his skin off.
He does not smoke
But there are many things he want to whiff off his life
He is disturbed, full of cracks and not devoid of any wounds you probably know…
But you can not credit him with ‘loser’
He is trying to stand up again.
He can see the light and soon he will reach there.
You might criticize the way he makes his way,
But you will understand one day…
He who was taking time in picking colours
Was actually painting a masterpiece! 🙂