Saturday 26 December 2015

The Promise


The Promise


As I sit by the river;
I think of the stories that this river has, 
Some sunk in the very depths, 
And some had floated. 

Let me tell you a tale;
Of a love story that sunk, 
With a few stories down in the depth of the rivers, 
Just like the pebbles that now rest at the bed. 

He was sitting in the park; 
Trying hard not to battle his mind, 
With the thoughts of his past haunting him, 
His eyes had laid eyes on something which had caught his eye. 

She sat there in front of him; 
Feeding the pigeons with an innocence in her eyes, 
But something was unique about her, 
That captivated his attention in her. 

The scars on her body had a story;
And the pain in his eyes were immense, 
The world around them seemed still, 
As their eyes were speaking. 

In the world where religions and caste; 
Colour and race were everything, 
They had fell in love with the just a sight, 
Ignoring the cynical stereotypes.

Guess it wasn't enough; 
With the world feeding on their souls, 
Trying to break their bodies, 
And the young souls into fragments. 

But luck had its way;
The lovers were distanced and the world came in, 
With the scars on her soul and the pain in his eyes, 
They were stolen from each other. 

After ten years;
They meet once again,
And the love still warm enough, 
this fragmented love story was complete, 
Only to see them holding their hands and breathing their last. 

They had fulfilled their promise; 
To be together in the end, 
When no one in their lives would matter, 
Only love being with them forever.

Wednesday 23 December 2015

What If We Ruin It All

What If We Ruin It All


I had struggled to get hold of my life;
With the world acting like a planet full of sinners, 
I never thought my faith would ever be restored, 
And my heart would ever feel this way for someone. 

That winter morning was different;
While all the people were trying to find their staggered steps home, 
You were there looking like as perfect as a snowflake, 
Just like a fairy straight out of a young kids dream. 

I was mesmerised and inert to everything around me; 
We met the next day at a meeting, 
Who knew that fate could play games like this, 
And we would then be more than friends.

From the promises to never leave each other's side;
No matter how extreme it would be, 
I promised you a life full of hardships and hurdles, 
Only to reach us at the top. 

We had loved each other since years; 
But never accepted it and ignored the heart, 
Our hearts had been playing a game all together, 
While the souls chose to suffer. 

You were my only friend; 
Who tried to tame me down during my anxieties, 
And when I at a weak moment couldn't contain it, 
I told you I liked you but never admitted that I loved you.

And then you lashed out; 
it had been 8 years since we knew each other,
And you never told me how you felt, 
You relapsed and hugged me 

We shared a moment which we never should have;
Accepting how we felt only to be feared all our lives,
Asking ourselves one single question if,
What if we ruin it all. 

Monday 21 December 2015

This Is What it Takes

This Is What It Takes

As today I take the stand;
and see you the opposite side,
Taking the blows for our failures, 
With every accusation I take.

I saw the shallowness in your eyes, 
The love we had fading into the smoke of doubt, 
Why did it had to be this way, 
In public airing our dirty laundry. 

I remember the first time we met each other, 
In the bar when I was surrounded with bodies, 
But was all alone in the sea of the crowd, 
You had me at that moment when you smiled at me.

Each day we couldn't let a day go by, 
Without talking to each other,
Both of us knew what we had was distinctive, 
Hours we used to spend with each other without a flinch. 

Now as years have passed, 
Our perfect fairytale shattered, 
The divorce was evident, 
But we tried to fight it. 

The hours of therapy down the drain, 
The late night dinners are just a fragment of our life, 
You had a total eclipse of my heart, 
Now the with the shadow disappearing. 

All I can think is how to keep you happy, 
To keep that dove like eyes to stop casting its spell upon me, 
You had taken everything from my soul to my body, 
And as we write the final chapter to our book. 

I am left here thinking, 
What I had done to transform the tender little heart, 
Poisoned with hatred, 
And as I see you go out of the court, 
Leaving me for one final time, 

You would know I would always love you, 
And to see that smile that won me over, 
I guess it had to be this way to see you happy, 
I guess this is what it takes. 

Saturday 12 December 2015

The Sunset

The Sunset

While the world slept;
A lost soul was waking up, 
To a world which was pure, 
With the future still waiting for you, 
Just you.

With the worldly logics and norms;
Beyond your understanding, 
With the spirit in you like a caged bird, 
You had to endure the norms and the protocols of this world. 

The bird in you took a blow;
Bleed till it couldn't raise its wings, 
You were there amongst us, 
Masquerading as something you were never meant to be, 

You always wanted to fly into the sunset;
With dreams in your eyes,
Lost in the clutter of protocols and rules,
Saw you flutter in frustration. 

The wearisome life you lived;
Took a turn when everything you work to be.
Became a reason for your collapse,
Thinking of you as something else. 

She fell in love with you; 
For the person you really were, 
She saw the bird in the cage, 
Choking on the person you were trying to masquerade as. 

You erupted upon what you had with her;
Feeling naked, 
Fathoming upon the very thought, 
That how could she see through you. 

Everything around you seemed grey; 
But slowly the shackles started to rust, 
And the bird saw a crack in the cage,
With one big blow it was unleashed to a new world.

With freedom being the new flavour;
Your colours started to fill this black and white world,
With destiny playing its best, 
You fly out to bring the one back.

Watching the bird fly out in the sunset;
You try to find her daily in your dreams,
As each day the sun rising, 
Your quest to find the one to be your companion cements.

She had to go;
Playing a role in your story, 
Just to set your soul free, 
And your dream alive. 

While you pondered about her whereabouts,
She was there torturing herself for leaving you, 
No mattered how hard she tried you never forgave her, 
One day there will come a time, 
When she would enter back your life, 
Just for you to tell the world another story. 


Friday 4 December 2015

Colour My Heart

Hope


As December sets in; 
And the snow falling,
The green grassland turning white,
Couples holding hands, hugging with love in their eyes.

Here sitting comfortably in my home;
Watching the snow set itself, 
Thinking of each and every moment, 
That I had spent with her. 

She was everything to me;
Ever since I had laid eyes on her,
The world around me seem non existent without her,
Fate had never been too kind to me but that night it was.

I never thought we would ever cross paths;
But we did, 
You came into the party looking ravishing, 
Every set of eyes was fixated on you.

I knew I never had a chance with you;
But you did have a chance with me, 
You came to me and the magic happened,
From small talks to long walks in the evening. 

I was a convict and you were a sinner;
Who would have thought we were made for each other, 
Those big droopy eyes still capture my soul, 
Whenever I looked into it. 

And like that the magic passed;
You had conned me for my heart, 
And today as I sit with the tawny liquid in my glass, 
Sipping down the pain in my veins. 

As you had left me that day;
It wasn't only my heart that you stole, 
But it was more than that, 
You took away a part of me, 

As I think about you in my final moments;
I can sense you near me, 
Looking at me from the shadows of the night, 
Smiling at me giving me hope, 
That maybe one day we would reunite.

With hope in my eyes, 
I can see you guiding me, 
Telling me that this is the place where I give it all up, 
As for your love I have risked it all.