Do they wither away
Like a colorful rose
plucked away from his home
Or become sharp like a broken glass
That can tear your skin apart
Are they somewhere
Hiding from the world, healing?
Are they lost
In a permanent state of mourning?
Or have they stopped beating
Left in a cold wooden box
In an open graveyard
For others to see
As an emblem of tragic love
Or are they the wanderers
Sitting on an unknown grave
Crying for a stranger
For a broken heart knows
The pain of thousand deaths
It's been two decades since I was born
With everyday asking myself 'what for?'
With everyday looking up to a stone idol
Expecting answer to the one question I can't utter...
It's been one decade since the realization struck
That all those pleas and questions I sent
Was received by a room full of nothingness
And even if some soul lingers in that darkness
He doesn't care about a girl with a cruel fate...
That whenever I looked up at the sky
With the hope in my heart to find salvation
All along it had nothing to offer
Except darkness and suffocation...
It's been some years since I came to acceptance
That a tree can't move away from its roots
It took some time to put back the pieces
To mend something that has always been broken
To stand up and walk again
I still have the scars and one fragile heart
Unanswered questions and unfulfilled wishes
But now I know, it doesn't make a difference
I can't cut my roots but I can still grow
And that was when,
I was born again.
You remember that day, I saw you in the park?
You were sitting on a swing with a little girl on your lap. A goofy smile was plastered on your face, so real that it burned my heart. I know, you sensed me watching you as you abruptly looked my way.
And I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I looked away before you caught my eyes. I'm sorry that for a little while, it dimmed your charming smile.
The truth is that I'm jealous. Jealous of the way you embrace life, when I feel so burdened by it. Jealous of how brave you must be, to be able to smile in a world like this. You seem to have mastered the art of living while I'm still figuring out its meaning.
It’s not true..
That I don’t miss you anymore
I know I don’t call that often
And we don’t share the same town anymore
I know it’s been years since you moved
And we don’t see each other anymore
But it’s still not true
That I don’t miss you anymore
You’re the first person whom I called a friend
And not because it was convenient
We are as different as we can be
But somehow we make it work
We have little interest in common
But we still talk for hours
You don’t relate to my struggles and pain
But you’re still with me at every bend
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Dear Bestfriend,
I know you miss me too but you won't say it out loud. But I'm not a coward like you. So there it is.
How naive we were to assume
That the galaxy spins around us
That the stars were gathered to watch
While dance in the centre of universe
Thought we brought colour to this world
And the sprinkle of stardust
How naive we were that we couldn't see
The stars conspiring against us
And now everything is spiralling away...
The colours are fading away....
My heart still beats...
But from inside the wooden box.
I do not know
if it's the world that is grey
Or is it me who's colour blind
Am I seeing the picture in pieces
Or did people really forget how to be kind
Drowning in ambitions and greed
Are we really leaving the humanity behind
Maybe I failed to appreciate
The life that was given
Or maybe it's the world
That doesn't deserve me.
Eyes that hold
Million unspoken words;
Lips that are
Afraid to form a sentence;
Heart that cries
"Please, hear my silence."
I've learned to live alone
And loneliness doesn't get to me anymore,
Except in those moments....
When I wake up in the middle of the night
And find the space on my right
Empty and cold...
When I'm going to work
And on the way pass the abandoned factory
Where we used to sneak up as kids...
When I'm frustrated at the world
Or confused what to do
And my first thought is to call you....
When I'm laughing hysterically
And I suddenly stop the moment
Because you're not here to share it with me...
When people tell me their plans for the night
And I think about my home
And the silence waiting there to greet me....
When I'm lost in my thoughts
And subconsciously call out your name
And no one is there to answer me back.....
When I see a shooting star
And I wonder in silence
If you're still wishing on them
Or have you stopped believing in wishes?
*****
( Hindi alert)
Akele rehna sikh liya maine,
Ab to tanhai se bhi ek rishta sa ban gaya hai.
Shibaye un lamhon main....
Jab adhi raat ko aankh khul jati hai
Aur tumhare jagah suni bistar meelti hai
Jab baton hi baton main tumhari yaad aa jati hai
Aur tumhare na hona ka ehsas chubhne lagta hai
Jab anjane main ye lab tumhare naam le lete hain
Aur jabab main inhen sirf sannata hi milta hai
Jab koi sabal pareshan karta hai
Aur jabab main tumhara naam yaad ata hai
Jab mandir main kabhi dua mangne jati hun
Aur har dua main tumhara hi naam hota hai
Aur jab kabhi bhi asman main
Ek toota hua tara dikhta hai
Main sochti hu,
Dunia ki kisi kone main
Kahin tum bhi ise dekhkar
Mujhe yaad to nahi karte?
Kya tum mujhe yaad karte bhi ho?