Awakening

From all the hash and the frailness

She felt the deepest gash in her bones

Being ceded was not a facile submission

But She tried and gushed out every inch of that worm

From her body and the soul

Instead of scorning and squabbling

She pared the abrasion

With the compassion

The way Enkindled her

She became a firestone

She always dreamt of having wings to fly up in the air

But now she knows, it’s not the wings which makes you soar

It’s the dimension in which you live by

It’s not the things, not the people, who make you rich and strong

It’s that eccentric force which keep you rock

She loves the place she lives in now

She has no rues and no gripes

She has supernal joy which she pined

It’s an awakening and not a revive!

Shattering Down

Where do I Belong

Something had been missing from the start

I kept searching it between the gaps of us

I was obsessed with the idea of love

To love, being loved.

That I forgot to ask

What do I want.

Who am I…

Where do I belong.

All this time

I have been lost

And this is the rust

On the treasure I may hold

So, A hello from me to myself

 I hope we meet someday

And to this journey of finding myself

I say cheers to be alone

So that I know

Where to stick

And from where to move on

And life however goes on...

The Darkest Phase

So the darkest phase had come,
They were standing facing each other,
The final words were about to come ...
She thought to initiate,
But he Hugged her tight,
And took a U- turn.
Their story ended the same way it started,
Her words left unheard from the start till the end...

She still kept thinking,
What went wrong,
It was her decision,
So she couldn't question anyone...
Was he the one,
And needed to be pore over,
Or she fell for the wrong one...
And now she must move on.

But what is the gist,
How much she thinks,
How much she builds...
When she knows,
He won't listen,
He would go,
The way he wants,
The way he grows...

She must recreate herself,
And shut her mouth,
Shut her ears,
Nobody is there to listen,
She is tired talking to herself ...
She wants a vacuum,
Where no air can bring his smell,
To make her weak on her knees.

She has requested,
She has pleaded,
She has yelled,
She has begged,
She has lost her self esteem.
She is broken,
She is rotten,
All she needs now is a rescue.
To live in peace,
Away from grief,
To smile from heart,
To smile from liver.

She deserves to be happy she finally felt,
She can make it better,
She finally said.
She will not forget, she knows.
But she will fade its impact,
She promised to herself.

Souls Still Talk...

We are too far away

Miles away

Poles apart

But souls still talk

My night doesn't end

Without the thought

You miss my smell

And I kiss you all

How things end

When the souls are one

They feed each other

We are no one

No one to decide

No one to ride

Ride away from the right

Right is not what we see

Right is not what we say

What we say are only words

Words don't matter

When souls are one

And souls still talk...