Distance between us

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There is surely a distance between us.
I was wondering if it is in kilometers?
Or, is it an emotional barometer?
An aggregate nervous confession.
Few intriguing revelations.
This distance seems unmeasurable.
Prevails, several variables, multiple parameters.
Literally indefinable, inexplicable.
What a paradox!
How these 1200kms get surpassed,
Deep breaths, thumping hearts,
Leap across the physical dimensions.
Any expanse cannot keep them apart,
For those we love, live in our hearts!

Whatever will be, will be…

Whatever will be, will be.
Dilemma or predictability?
We try to hold on, it slips,
Time, like the grains of sand,
From in-between the fingers,
Here we wait for  the new dawn,
Struggling to recollect that forgotten song,
Would it be a lesson? These explorations?
Some self-discovery? Or reminiscence?
Will I identify my essence?
Before I rest in Thy presence?
Whatever will be, will be…
Story yet to unfold, future yet to reveal!

Warrior

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There’s a warrior in me,
That earlier, I couldn’t see,
Some saw it, and reminded me,
That defiance, I thought so queer,
Was my essence igniting
My reasons to exist,
There was a warrior I could not see!

Bland

The colours of the rainbow are faded,
The leaves are pale green.
Life seemed to snail crawl.
The wind is still, stuck on the trees.
Someone, please set it free.
For I want to breathe again.
Thunder bring me the rain.
Slowly, drench my soul,
Wash away my pain,
Thirst for knowledge, grows.
Lost consciousness, regained?
Let peace dwells, in this moment.
Within, I dive deep,
May I rise, afloat,
Why is life bland, today?
Introspects my gypsy soul!

डर

कोई हमे धमका के डराए ज़रूरी नहीं,
हम तो आपने अक्स से भी डर जाते हैं।
यहां दोस्ती में ही सकून है जनाब,
प्यार में तो अक्सर खता खाते हैं।
यह मुमकिन है चोट लगे और मर जाएं लोग,
पर अक्सर डर के डर से भी, कई मर जाते हैं।

Humanize

Feel to heal

Let’s humanize this sadness.
My dear,
Let’s acknowledge this pain.
However,
Don’t allow the situation scare you.
Don’t let the struggles go in vain.
For,
You are stronger than the obstacles.
Braver than your fears.
Yes,
You might have shed tears.
These shadows are not,
Your darkness.
As, you might believe.
These, undoubtedly, reveal,
The in-deniable presence of your light.
So, Experience! Feel! Humanize!

Unwaved Goodbyes

I know how hard you try,
Those unsaid apologies,
Those unwaved goodbyes.
The ego fights a battle,
The self-esteem sighs.
Some hard truths, some lies.
Such intricate fabric of life.
Labyrinth of thoughts,
The matrix we try to defy.
Whether to wait or to try?
I am drowning in the ocean
Of my own creation.
Where in the world is, respite?
More I observe, more I identify,
Transitory nature of my life!

Wrinkled heart of mine

Love at first sight?
Hmmm…. Cliché?
Are there any rules?
Can love exist on the hindsight too?
Can Love can sneak in from the backdoor?
Can it happen when you least expect?
With someone who seems
To be on another planet?
And maybe beyond your league?
Can it be more than an illusion?
Can it endure distance, time and silence?
It must be the affect of the Valentine’s decorations,
Today my pen bleeds.
And my cracked heart aches a little.
Yes, the heart, that I had presented you,
Decorated with bows and ribbons,
Maybe, you had to hush it away,
And there you placed it in,
That book, I once gave,
So my heart is now crushed, dusty and wrinkled.
Today, the intoxication is in the air.
For Cupid knows neither-
Astrology nor Psychology!
Love’s beautiful, yet insane!
Maybe we’ll never meet again.
Yet, you’ll always be alive,
In that torn, dusty,
Wrinkled heart of mine!

Blame it on the Cupid!

When things go wrong,
As they sometimes would.
When your expectations
Go unmet, as they could.
When you people-please,
In order to keep peace.
While playing ego games,
To win their love,
To validate your worth.
Still no flame kindles.
For them love is a prison!
They have their reason!
Let the accountability alone!
Blame it on the cupid-
For all that’s gone wrong!