Repeat?

 Why I'm upset?

breakage of bond...

a support that is gone...

a comfort that was known...

I swear I didn't mean to rhyme,

it has happened on its own.

may be that's the thing

 l live on patterns that resonates 

well, but now it's time to heal from the core

it's not easy 

wounds will trigger

things would repeat

But  I have to be conscious always

and not just for this retreat

oh my God! I again repeat

the habit of rhyming

without intending to be

so, here's the thing 

it may be natural for me

to live on patterns

so let it be

let me create the ones 

which don't give defeat

and build me each day

without remorse or the guilt...

रंग

The Feeling

Give me your words or your silence

Give me your hand or a little distance

Give me mellow or raspy

or don’t give nothing at all

Give me your time to age with you

or give me your arms to die in…

Stay in the gamut of my eyes to see you

or keep that hope burning, you’ll be with me!

Don’t give nothing to me

You won’t give anything to me

You may not have a chunk to reminisce

You have flown far-off

I have run chock-full

Across you, Towards you and Against you!

I don’t remember how exactly we lived together

I don’t remember how exactly we shared our time

I don’t remember how exactly we fought

I don’t remember how exactly the time passed with you

And also without you…

But one thing, which is integral is “The Feeling” of being with you.

The Feeling  which belongs to you

The Feeling  which belongs to you and me

The Feeling which belongs to us

That feeling which binds us,

has been always constant in me…

And I enshrine it as it is…

And that’s something and the only thing

Which never has absconded me…

My reflexes work just the same

When I was with you

And now, when I only feel you…

And that’s how I’m always complete with you…

But, Only with you!

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.