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?”
“Once upon a time
In the flow of rhyme,
Two souls met in eyes
and connection was sublime.
Where else you fell together!
Perhaps always in love
Time speckled them with colors
From down under and above.
Alas somewhere… amidst the elation
cuddled the baby fingers,
A thousand promises overnight
And destiny held the trigger.
Broken apart in the distance of words
And one promise then, a piece of mirror
In all darkness with bowing in corners
No heaven bestowed the shimmer.
Being all alone in crowd
in their invisible cloaked shroud
They spoke of their love
But silence covered the loud
Of what beauty then promises…
that break people with fallacy
evaded by their own soulmate!
They live ages beautiful but in tragedy…”
Now that I am reading you,
Allowing your soul slip quietly into mine,
I feel as if I have found all my poetry
All the metaphors,
Each neuron of my mind
Each corner of my heart
I want to unwind you… a little more
Find you a little more
All the things that stretch a curve at your face 🙂
All the things that let your head down 😦
All your frowns,
And I question you secretly “Where were you!?”
Believe me love,
I would think a thousand time
before leaving you,
I just know that
We are going to bear the story all together
And that is all my world!
Just remember darling,
Some people are not scars…
They meet you just like the stars
They won’t fade till you cry out of your smile,
With wounds when you can’t stand, they travel along side
Give me all your tears and I shall fill all the gaps between your fingers.
Let me rain on you today…
Let the reader write for once…
may be just may be
You come to know that
some writings are just too adamant to dwindle with time
Some people are just too humane to abandon a book like you… 🙂