DARK NIGHT I walked through the dark alley Climbed up the narrow stairs Touching the walls as I walked by Caressing the vines on the staircase The sound of leaves rustling of The Ficus tree at the corner lane creeped me out But I wasn't scared Silently you were following me too You were walking behind me but your Six one height was advantageous for you You could see ahead of me.
Hopping on the empty rooftop I looked all around, spun on my toes My dress flowed with the cold wind Your eyes scanned the movement of my dress They followed my feet I gazed at the sky Full of stars shining brightly The moon was full too I started humming a tune And matched my steps too.
Smoke rising from the burning fire
Tries to hide the warmth and the light
Dims the spirit to fight
The fears grip the heart tight
The courage doesn't come in sight
The walk for happiness takes you
Through dark, gloomy night
Not every choice you make is right
Broken hearts are often void of might.
But the darkest moments are the goodbyes
A few even leave you without that last goodbye
The moment between saying goodbye and leaving
Drains you of all your love and faith.
WIND AND THE CLOUDS OF LIFE
I cradle my broken childhood trying to fix it
With the glue of my youth
I try to hide the fears of my childhood
With the excitment of my youth
I try to change the failure of my childhood
With the hardwork of my youth
I try to erase the lonliness of my childhood
With the encounters of my youth
I try to wipe the salty tears of my childhood
With the sweet smiles of my youth
I cradle my broken childhood
Try to fix it
With the glue of my youth.
"Something was strange today. The cold breeze brushing past my face had numbed my senses and the scent of a distant lover unsettled my inner storm. The floor beneath my feet seemed to crumble as well as stay more firm than ever. Is it even possible for the both things to be so contradictory and yet happen simultaneously at the same time? Well it is possible and apparently I have been living the very same reality. The reality of contradictions. The reality of hopelessness and the divine light both existing in the same place, in the same mind, emotions of the same heart. Its the reality of my emotions and her actions. Its a story of hypocrisy of life. Its a story of a person bringing another out of depths of despair and then burning them up in the flames of sorrow. Its a story of no choices. Its a story of choosing both or forgetting both.
ROMEO AND JULIET OF TODAY Romeo and Juliet of the day Their love so contagious and brave Loving not with their hearts, but brains Searching for love instead of eyes in the names. Fighting the evens and the odds together They collect all the courage they could gather Overcoming all difficulties and every small matter Holding their hands, pumping through their veins Their hearts burn with the same flame They ignore the society Convince the families Curing every pain. They weave their story writing it together In the storybook with plenty such collections. Then comes the inevitable death They both have to face The death of not the lover But the love they gathered. Romeo and Juliet of the day Their love so contagious and brave Loving not with their hearts, but brains Searching for love instead of eyes In the names.