If it was possible..
I would exchange my heart,
With an eve bark...
So that someone will write,
Something this beautiful about it.

It's crazy attractive to get away
                         With a perfect crime.
Slicing one's heart    
                         With a cold butter knife.

Frown or hide away
                        Behind a sinister smile.
Lure the prey with warmth
                       End it...with a perfect strike.

The idealisation of the far-fetched reality ,
Doesn't make it right.
The happiness coming from someone else's pain,
Doesn't make you thrive.
The insensebility of taking wrong decisions,
Doesn't make you look cute, just cruel and naive.
The passing on of the confusion,
Shows your incapability of commitment or in general Life.
The repetitiveness of a command,
Doesn't make people oblige.
It's a simple game...
A game of what's wrong and what's right!.
Of seeing things you ignored ,
Being a self-centred blind.
It's an opportunity to open yourself up,
For the things you've done to others,
and putting yourself in their shoes...
And.....REALISE.

I'm pretty you said..
    But not beautiful enough.
You like the way I say things. .
    But not crazy enough.
You are happy when you're around me..
    But not excited enough.
You want me ..
   But not possessive enough.
You love me..
   But not passionate enough.

I said enough I've had of your compliments and that's for me is enough.
Because you are here..
   But not present enough.
You are charmer ..
   But not cheesy enough.
You are a man ..
   But not human enough.
You are a friend. .
   But not considerate enough.
You are a waste of time. .
   But not enjoyable enough.
So I'm done..
   Enough is enough.

I met a woman,
          On my daily jog.
She was my lookalike,
          Walking with a dog.

The parameter that surrounded,
It changed in that moment.
We were somewhere else,
Change of a second or may be a minute.

I saw her ghost-like skin,
I saw the redemption she was seeking for her sins.
I saw a battered mind,
I saw those dead but piercing eyes.

I tried to communicate,
Couldn't read her mind.
She tried as well,
Then she vanished from my sight.

It was an experience,
     I can't explain.
It stopped me there,
     Lured me to see,what I'm trying to gain.

I knew the path I was walking,
Will get me there.
Where I was someone,
That I can't seems to bare.

Knowing what's going to happen,
Left me reeling.
Knowing there was a possibility of loosing;
Everything that I hold dear,
Everything that I want near.

It took me a moment to realise,
There wasn't a ghost I was seeing,
Just a trick of my unconscious mind.

It was an awakening,
I didn't knew I was waiting for,
It was an opportunity,
To change what could happen and maybe being more.
It was a blessing.....
And it was a curse.
It changed the facts and the future...
And everything that could've occurred.

A perfect poem...
   Is it the one that's well written,
Or the one having a greater meaning.?
   Is it the one with perfect verses,
Or required a perfect rhyming?
   Is it the one that speaks to all,
Or the one having hidden mysteries?
   Is it the one that let you vent,
Or the one with you wouldn't deal?
   Is it the one that opens wounds,
Or the one that makes you heal?
    Is it the one that came out of a chaos,
Or the one describing the peace?
    Is it the one that told the tale of the chains,
Or the one giving you freedom wings?
    Is it the one about the Prince charming,
Or the one exercising the demons?
    Is it the one describing the vast beauty of the nature,
Or the one about havoc of disaster?
     Is it the one that makes you smile,
Or the one that bring tears in the eyes?
     Is it the one that's written with the ink,
Or the one that bled through it all?

I'll say perfect is overrated. ..
  A poem is what that smooths an ache within the soul you never knew existed.
Just being able to pen down the thoughts gives an immense joy that you can't buy anywhere in this world.
And being brave enough to put it out there to be judged and commented that itself is a perfect poetry!!.

Words are the power,
Words are the pain.
Words are misfortune,
Words are the gain.
  
            Words can heal,
            Words can hurt.
            Words can cure,
            Words can burn.
  
                          Words are friends,
                          Words are feud.
                          Words are beautiful,
                          Words are cruel.

Words cut deep,
Words are stitches.
Words are jewels,
Words are gems.
Words are play,
Words are games.

             Words are puzzles,
             Words are pieces.
             Words are questions,
             Words are the answers.

                               Words are romance,
                               Words are fight.
                               Words are darkness,
                               And ray of light.

Words are war,
Words are love.
Words are weapons.
Words are peace.
  
           Words are authority,
           Words are responsibility.
           Words are complication,
           Words are simplicity.

                             Words are glum,
                             Words are delight.
                             Words are emotions,
                             The greatest high.

Words are poem,
Words are songs.
A constant companion,
And so much more. .

Can you imagine a life without them?.
I honestly can't mine.

No matter how hard you've been hit.
No matter how much you want to give in.
No matter the circumstances.
No matter the sacrifices.

There's always a good side.

If tonight is the darkest it's ever been.
Then tomorrow would be the brightest you've ever seen.
If the days are cloudy and rainy.
The nights will be starry.
The moon will shine a litter brighter to cheer you up.
The sun will be pleasant to warm you up.
The hugs will be tighter,
The smiles will be brighter,
The tears will be of laughter,
And the joy of happily ever after.

You just have to keep hoping,
Dreaming,
Chasing,
Fighting,
And never giving up.

Someone asked me today ...
       Do you even remember what it's like to fall in love that early in your life.?...
       "you were just a kid with out of reach dreams ...with an innocence about life that only be stolen with coming years and experience ".
       Do you even remember??

I actually don't remember. ..
     When you turn into my home?...
      When I first started noticing you?...
       When you become the core to my existence? ..
         When you stood out among the rest?
I don't remember. ..
         When or why I started craving the arguments we used to have?
          When you became the highlight of the day?
          Why I always went back to you?.
          When you became the centre of my gravity?.
I don't remember. ..

I just remember. ..
    That we used to live across the street from each other.
    That I grew up in your family as a member.
     That you were an aloof personality.
     That once I called you an arrogant with hostility.

I remember. ..
     Crying my eyes out on your shoulder. ..when the world was closing down.
I remember. ..
     Being surprised by your fierceness and the strength of your arms.
I remember. ..
     You pulling me upward and keeping me together...when my heart's about to gave out.
I remember. ..
    Losing myself but finding you in the end.
I remember. ..
    Being crazy scared about your reaction when I found the courage to confess.
I remember. ..
    Coming home when you said yes.

Sitting here thinking about my life,
There's a darkness, not an ounce of light.
Battered, shattered wings,
Sadness flowing and consuming like the wind.
Tears left my eyes dry,
Questioning, if I'll ever fly.
They asked, why am I depress?
There's no way I could express.
Sitting over here,wondering what to do?
Situation out of hand,my life never looked so blue.
Looking around myself,
Everything's covering in itself.
I'll walk a road of thousands of miles,
Where no one can say when to smile.
If only I have the courage to fight,
My life can take anothere height.
....Gulishta

Your eyes tell the lie
   You were trying to survive
One minute one moment
    One breath at a time.

You said some words
    You meant the another
You made few mistakes
    Then you looked for another.

We were all destroyed
    Death now lives inside us all
You played the long game
    Acted dumb but were smart after all.

The battle of emotions
   You won with the silence
The wait for something to signify
    You counted as the minutes went by.

The fracture of our soul
    The wait the guilt the regret
    And the life of us all.

Coming home is what it feels,
When you look me in the eyes.

At ease is how it was,
When you were standing by my side.

Enchanted is how it sounds,
When you say my name.

Essential is what it is,
You are for me to survive .

The tips of your fingers,
         Running through my hairs.
Doing double time it over,
            The blood in my veins.
The world ceased to exist,
                When you started to stare.

Beating like a drum,
                 The uncontrolled emotions.
Loud enough to focus,
                 On that uncertain moment.
Exerting with a flow,
                  My love in liquid notion.

The beauty held within,
              The captor of an angel.
Don't care about the righteousness,
              I'm happy in this moment.

The butterflies in my stomach.
Jumping around and dancing is not enough.
The world is shining a little brighter.
My chest feels a little tighter.
This feeling! !..
      Can't contain it inside.
Eyes burning with joy this time.
The pearls flowing out of our eyes.
Don't wanna touch, ,
         What if I'm dreaming like every other time.
Then you hold me in your arms.
        I'm nothing but a piece of you,
That you left behind.
      Oh baby!!! Welcome home.
You are my every prize.

To fall
   To unfold
       To connect
           And to hold
The life story of a lonely princess
Completed with a stolen glance
Mated with a perfectly calmed storm
Amidst an act of kindness.

There was this girl. .
   Living her life in peace. ..
      There was she,her books and poetry. .
             Then a boy came. ...
                   And swept her off her feet. .

Maybe she was looking for a friend.
Didn't wanted to complicate what could've been a simple to an extent.
She didn't realise that life doesn't work that way,
Whenever you think you have it under control.
It will ****** it away. .

It wasn't her life she was living. .
Don't know when but she started believing. .
The boy wasn't a part of the plan..
Those feeling couldn't be a part of her plan..

Manipulated and justified action..
Suppressed and false reactions. .
Then it changed drastically. .
She was baffled basically. .
But what could've been done about it? .
She was the one who didn't do anything about it.

Now,she is back..
living her life in peace. .
Where there's she,her books and poetry.
Does it matter? ..
That there are pieces where her heart should've beat. .
It was a borrowed life. . Never her's. .
Still. ..loosing it does hurt.

LOVE....a four letter word.
It's beautiful if it's in your favour..
It's ugly if it's not.
           I've seen an ugly side of love.
It breaks you..
     Shatter you....
          Consumes you...
                   Becomes you...

It have a dark side.
  It will always be in front of your mind,
     No matter how badly you want to keep it aside.
   It will **** your soul right out of you.
It won't let you feel anything else..
Any other emotion...
joy,happiness,satisfaction, pleasure nothing.
All you can feel is it...
All you can see is it...
It will make you search for yourself over and over again.
It will make you a habitual to feel the pain.
It won't let you overcome it. .
No matter how hard you try.
It will a constant always trying to pry.

And at the end.....
You will become it.
You will be the ugly side of love.
You will be the thing you were running from.
You will be what you hated the most.
Then maybe..not loving wouldn't have been the worst.

It started with a shared meal,
Eventually, became a big deal.
You saw me sitting alone,
Talked! because you were bored.
One simple phone call,
Smallest of the gesture that's all.
You saw something in my eyes,
And Wanted to make it alright.
I tried to push you away,
you kept coming back much for my dismay.
The way you were ready to forget whatever,
just so we could stay together.
you pushed,until I get ready,
And our time together has been crazy.
I'm proud to call you friend,
And I hope "us" never ends.
...Gulishta

Sometimes I like looking at the world without my specs on...
Like the world is a painting that had an accident with water.
Undefined lines.
Unexplained sides.
Unsharpened edges.
And Unseen emotions.

Smudged together like a make-up artist working in a hurry..
Like world is a canvas for an apprentice.
Unmade faces.
Undisturbed innocence.
Unclear visions.
And unsolved equations.

A simple touch,
An innocent hug,
I'm trying to rein my feelings,
Please make it worth.

Twinkling eyes,
Goofy smile,
Don't be that sweet ,
It's getting harder to hide.

You're touchy feely,
Please take it easy,
You've got no idea
what's going on inside,
This head of mine.

You're all over the place,
I'm trying to keep inside,
Please behave until ,
You are ready to be mine.

The innocence of childhood.
The excitement of learning something new.
The process of growing up.
The hustle bustle of teenagers.
The hide and seek in the street.
Riding the bicycle for the first time.
Getting A+ in least favourite subject.
The increasing trophies on shelf.
The collection of stupid things .
The crushes on movie stars.
The understanding of friendship.
The push and pull of relationship.
The hovering of parents.
The annoying interference of siblings.
The first love.
The stepping into adulthood.
The going through college.
The torture of professors.
The experience of heartbreak.
The first hangover.
The process of finding the job.
And starting the "adult life".
The finding of forever.
Making a life together.
And starting a family.
And here's come the new circle.

No more, expectations,
No more, explanations.
No more, sticking around,
No more, staring at the ground.

No more, letting you tell what to do,
No more, letting anyone through.
No more, saying "I love you ",
No more, weaving my life around you.

No more, wanting to get back together,
No more, the illusion of forever.
No more, hiding my tears,
No more, conscious what not to wear.

No more, letting you near,
No more, living in fear.
No more, pretending to sway,
No more, letting you get away.

On the journey of finding myself,
                   I found a broken heart.
We went on an adventure together,
                   No questions asked.

We bonded on shared love for music,
            Movies,books and abstract art.
We huddled when the road bumped,
            Then....we drifted apart.

With a constant ache for more,
           We Kept trying to make it last.
An unspoken rule to let go,
            To not think about the future past.

A rocky Mountain,
         With smooth silk lane.
A fresh perspective of storm,
          Just to keep us sane.

An impossible possibility,
        An uncharacteristic faith.
A bond formed with respect,
        No caring for mutual gain.

An attachment. ..or attraction...
                 Didn't know the name.
Just a bug ruptured,
                 Driving us insane.

One couldn't express,
                 One couldn't hide.
Push and pull of desire,
                  Love came in blind.

Few smiles. ...immensely expressive eyes.
One look of naked emotions. ...
The dam broke....and the ice vaporised.

When the beating of your heart change,
Because of the texts you just exchange.
When someone's smile makes your heart fly,
And you know there are no rules to apply.
When you can't stop thinking,no matter,
And promises yourself to do better .
When you feel so light ,
And just want to  hold on tight.
When you feel you can change the world,
But still can't say the word.
What you can do for them is whatever,
And the promises of forever.
When you can take what life give,
And still have the power to forgive.
When there's no right or wrong of a side,
Because that one person is by your side.
....Gulishta

Feel of a lost direction
   A path saved for later
Took about a hundred try
   Lost the touch.... what's the matter?

A trio,
       A bond,
              The mortal enemies,
                         Ended up being friends.
We met when we were kids,
      Well you two were...I was always me!
It started with just two,
     Ohh how I wish I can erase that from my memory.
Sitting on the same desk,
                      Fighting every day.
I didn't liked you very much,
                  But we were partners anyway.
We fought,
           We loved ,
                    We hated.
We smiled,
           We cried ,
                     Got separated.
Then we met again,
          We were better this time.
Within the space of two years,
          I learned the patience you learned to smile.
We got separated again,
         But never lost the touch.
Well,if we were always together,
         Would've been too much!.

Then came the third counterpart,
         And balanced it all.
The huge space you carry,
         We were going with the flow.

Taking a trip together,
        Sharing a hotel room.
We bonded on window seat,
        And seriously bad food.

I don't remember,
       what happened after that!!
It's all a blur ,
       Of having a good time and sarcastic comment.
Emotions and support,
       Couldn't ask for better.
If I die tomorrow,
       It would be without regret.
Just don't make fun of my corpse,
       Let me die without your cracks.
So glad to have you both,
       In this weird *** world.
I'm happy I was there to ground you,
      To keep you both in line,
And to teach about the life.

Black clouds covering the white,
Thunder and lightning exploded,
Making the birds to take flight.

Wind blowing,
      Swinging everything to right.
Huddling a family of veronica's,
      In a corner, to survive.

The raindrops,
     Making everything bright.
The pearls hitting my window,
     Making me come outside.

The prism forming,
      The scattering of light.
Colors bursting,
      A mesmerising site.

Essence of this beauty,
     Capturing in my eyes.
Trying to giving it a form of a poem,
    Failing miserably this time.

Today I'm not angry on you for letting go,
Would've been nice to keep you though.
But I'm not upset anymore,
I'm calm , I'm cool and level-headed,
And I'm ready to move on.

These old ratty ways,
           Aren't cutting it anymore.
Your unresponsive and aloofness,
           Ain't working anymore.

Today I'm not waiting for your call,
Cause I realised;
I don't need you for my happiness at all.
I wanted you, Like people does.
But I can live without being felt useless.

Today is a better day!
Today I'll face anything,come it may!
Today I'm smiling for myself,
Feeling more respect for myself.
Today I'm controlling my own heart.
Today I'm not falling apart.
Today you are not constantly on my mind.
Today I can see the world outside.
Today I'm feeling the much needed relief.
Today I have only myself to believe.
Today is what it's supposed to make.
Today I'm stopping this chase.