The first rays of sun falling over
the pots kept on the windowsill
I can hear the flowers stretching
out after a nice, cosy sleepy fill.

"Good morning little ones", I wish
while watering them for the day,
I can sense them glee, "You too,
Mr. Nice Guy", I imagine them say.

Getting ready for a bath, I could feel
cold droplets of water splashing
over my body. My new soap
of lemongrass, smells refreshing.

The toaster tings with two pieces out,
And a bowl of milk with fruit loops.
Getting dressed for work, tying the tie,
Slipping the leather belt through the hoops.

A fresh pair of socks near my shoes,
so shiny, I could see my reflection,
I think I forgot to comb my hair, but
I am perfect with this imperfection.

Tap my car remote and it unlocks,
I sit in it comfortably, rev it up a little
Start driving on the road, straight on
but the distance seems abysmal.

It suddenly starts to darken in front,
The chills hitting me suddenly,
I wake up from my dream, still
in dark, feeling cold and in agony.

When I look at you,
my heart races like a galloping horse
Everything except you is a blur
and I feel like I had the strongest liquor.

When I talk to you,
classical music takes over my mind
The melody of your voice talking back
fills colours to everything white and black.

When I am around you,
the smell of jasmine fills the space
Time flows slowly just like honey
and the season of spring takes over within me.

"Doctor Doctor, help me please!"
squealed Vince little hurtfully.
"What is it?", asked the doctor,
"Why have you come to me?"

"Dr. Lee, I think I swallowed
a little thing I remember not."
in a sheepish tone did he reply,
the only excuse he had got.

"Now now," consoled the doctor
while softly rubbing his back,
"it would help you ease out a bit,
first get rid of your anorak."

"Open your mouth, need to check
it may be removed ******." he said.
To ease the pain he thought something
"Lay your head down on the bed".

Using a flashlight he peeked into
the throat of little Vince Susie.
"It looks like some blue coloured piece.
Now you remember what it could be?"

"Actually," started Vince, "I know what
I had swallowed. It is a Lego brick."
"What?" gasped the Doctor in horror,
"Are you choking?" asked with a crick.

"No, I am serious." Vince replied
stupidly. The doctor couldn't control
his smile. "You need to **** now,
need to get that out as a whole."

"Doctor? Why you cursing me?" queried
Vince, as he thought the Doctor swore.
Doctor clarified he did not,
"Kid, other work to do, I have a lot more."

Gave him a brine solution
and a bucket to puke into
Vince drank the brine with a glug
And now he needed a tissue.

Swallowed the piece, painfully so,
but out came rushing his *****,
pouring into the bucket
Lego brick shot like a comet.

"Thank you doctor, you were most
kind." said Vince thankfully so,
"But now I must be excused, as
it definitely is my time to go."

"Wait up!" stopped Dr. Lee, "Who's
gonna pay your fees, dear lad?"
"I don't think I need to pay, as
My mom says you are my dad."

-awkward silence-

Wish I could be numb towards inexistent feelings,

like catching air with bare hands, it is but tough.

My sensory neurons are ever active, sadly

I could feel you fading away from my life.

Constantly.

Along the seashore, as he was

moving through the sands,
encountered this exquisite
shiny green demijohn, corked
snugly with a small piece of
an old, dry parchment in it.
getting excited, he pulled the
extra tight spile open. Taking

it out of the bottle, spreading
nicely the curled up paper, on

a dry space he could find, he

began reading the words scrawled
on it. The paper read, "Whomsoever,
this paper shall find, shall simply
throw it back into the sea. Humour."
lacking clarity, he did as was told
exactly. Bottled the message into the sea.

An argument ensued
between the two people
who knew each other
better than anyone else.

Every point put forth, made
more sense than the other's
No one was wrong, but
both weren't right either.

How was one supposed to
come to a conclusion now?
Hardly anyone realised, that
all that mattered was to talk it out.

The more they conversed,
the clearer the picture seemed.
The right choice made eventually,
there couldn't be a better team.

Between those carefully penned words
fell a drop of ink by accident.
Words faded with time, but
the smudge was permanent.

She's never not happy.
Everything needed has she.
An extremely loving guy
with sharp features and
looks that'd make anyone jealous.

Practitioner of law, has a
permanent job, wears suits,
every woman wants him, but
she is the only girl he loves.

But she has another one
who also has her heart won.
Loves as much as the other,
a chubby bag of warmth
and a heart as big as he is.

A part time musician, an
enthusiast of sports.
Always by her side, and
he's at her beck and call.

Love her like anything, both
of them do. See her growth
is all that matters to them
and they leave no stone
unturned to make sure she
loves them back for what they are.

Yes she loves two men and she
won't choose one over the other,
'cause she loves them as much
as they love each other equally,
As one's her Dad, other's her Daddy.

.
                    THE orange HUE OF SUNSET
       FILLED THE blue SKY
THE WAY YOUR pink FACE
          FILLS THE black VOID OF MY EYE.

The ride had ups and downs,
Rockiness on the way.
But overall it had been smooth,
Nothing bad was there to say.

Although the path seemed linear,
Motion was spiralling about.
There came a sudden void
Which promptly ****** me out.

A completely different universe,
Filthy beautiful to feel.
More venturesome than before
To me, definitely did appeal.

Wild by nature,
by aura serene,
Tougher on the outside,
Softer within.

This new place had it all,
Tears of joy, glee of pain,
All the seasons at once,
Sunshine, snow and rain.

Countless days went by
Away from my actual path.
Lost in this exquisite journey,
Unbeknownst of the aftermath.

Could still see the old spiral
Mending away its route,
Changing its course with time
Becoming a thing of beaut.

Didn't really matter though,
was happier in there,
But there was a sudden ******
Pushed me out, out of nowhere.

Back to reality, a kosher one,
The path straighter than ever.
Yet the nostalgia kept hitting
Of the ties that did sever.

After all it was a vortex,
Taught me how to survive.
All I wished, it be the dimension,
Where I shall always thrive...

Some things you want to let go.
But it seems hard.
'cause they were happier times.

Some moments you can never regret.
Not worth a disregard.
Still be melodious rhymes.

You can't always be in heaven,
nor is it always hell.
The intersection's all you are in,
That's exactly where you dwell.

It's time to forget. Time to forgive.
To cherish. To really live.
Get going with life. Move on.
'cause after the dark of the night, there shall be dawn.

There she stood
with a hope in her mind
           but all that she did
      was walk away cryin'
He simply never showed
         up as she waited on
       'cause he had passed
       at the break of dawn

He bade his love goodbye.

The silence between us can be loud enough to disturb the peace.

Will you still
hold them and
never let me go?

So famished without
you here
I can eat a bullet
to suffice that hunger.

A home, She has built
inside where she stays
With her life moves
mine. Hence I live.

Walking through the dark alley
only lit by the moonlight, I
saw her radiant face, so shiny
and suspiciously elegant.
Her figure, it
filled every emotion
with lust
those lips she bit,
with an ulterior notion
I guess.
Slowly walked towards her
those bright lips
seemed to light up the way
but her face now seemed to fade
Where once stood she
now stood a wall, my
hands frantically trying to find
where went the woman of mystery,
of her there remains no sign.

His last words he uttered
were heard by only him and
were subsequently written
not on paper
but the white wall
in red. His red.

In my hopes to see
you amidst the darkness
I care not to plummet
into the abyss
Cannot live otherwise,
the togetherness I miss.

The little drop of water
hanging on a leaf above
the colony of ants on the ground.
A subtle manifestation of
an impending disorder that'll
turn their lives around.
Our love is thus alike,
in every way with the ants.
It doesn't matter to them what
hits them,
Life stays in a state of constance.

I will be the first one
to tell you about
Your grey hair,
I will be the one
to notice that first wrinkle
on Your cheeks,
I will give You
the last tooth that
will fall from my mouth,
I will be there
with You
when I breathe my last.

A belittled heaven, I never am yearning at

It was impassable, like love

A long wait, and you stay beside

eager to hold, even razor's edge.