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...

Wounded Soul

The crash and the burn

The gap and the hole

After all it ended

A new fight started

The residuals told the story

The ashes gave the hints

But all that left free were dead bodies

Souls were still trapped and tangled

Some stories end like this

And some stories start from this

We are the players but we can’t decide

We are the leads but we don’t have control

Are these excuses and we are just denying

Because we don’t want to fight with bled souls

Or we have already become ore?

Later is not the case for sure!

The souls are still trapped and tangled

The souls we have to set free

Free from deception and perception

They will be united

Because they never fell apart

And they never can be...

Blown Away...

The wind was blowing

And everything around froze

Standing there Inert

Got no chance not to lose…

Some junctures like this

Take away your momentous

You get blown away with the tide

And let everything else go on….

Yes! Women Cry

She was candied and virtuous

Swamped with her life

Winning her daily goals

And toiling to achieve her pine

Somebody came in

Showboated the ‘fervid Thing’ 

She relied and went off with him

She was already strong and rigid

Took the accord with the same demeanor

Without knowing,

 Nothing matters,

When life has to fuck you!

She lost her ways to dreams

She doesn’t know where to head now

But she said she is an athlete

Knows how to stand when fallen in middle

She denied the man

Who are supposed to be strong

Who don’t cry and take the pain of their words

Until somebody else make them to shake off

She stood hard and bold

Gave him chance to prove his balls

He was with his hands tied

And muddled in his thoughts

So she had to took the sword

Yes, Women cry!

And let go off things with her tears

She doesn’t stand still

Till the time flies so high!

Is It Still Too Dark?

The walls are red

The room is dark

People come close

Then fears to start

Cos the fence is high

Powered by thrones

Everybody wanders

What is in the vault

A treasure to hunt

Or it’s just a mirage

They keep on making efforts

Facing million thwarts     

          

Dawn would break

Turning everything into raw

In the eyes of them

Where the dreams used to flower

And the walls would fall

Turning everything dark