When the blues have faded,
And the greys destroyed
Will the bright yellows
fill my life with immense joy?
When the jet black nights
lead the way,
For the orange sunny morns
Will the hilly greenery rise
piercing through the dawn?
When the red anger drowned face  takes a deep breath
Will a pinkish peace arise
and lead to sorrow's death?
These purple scars must perish
And a white truce may come to life
When the beautiful hazel eyes
Look fulfilingly into the violets of destination that has come into sight.

Only a rose to give,
A moment best to live.
Only a song to comprehend,
For getting lost in the beautiful blend.

Only a few words to say,
And let silence work its own way.
Only a second to take
To put that heart at stake.

Only a second to take,
To jump over feelings and turn away.
Only a few words to say,
To show that all considerence was false play.

Only a song to comprehend,
To break a life and never mend.
Only a rose to give,
To see it being stamped over and over
                                    .......dying to live.

On a dark lonely street lit up with golden light,
Some walk staring blankly at the jet black road and some admire the glittering sight,
Some pass by gazing at the few stars shimmering, some letting in the feels of the moonlit night
Some look at the blurriness of the way carrying a heavy head and wiping off teary eyes.

Few even fly with their feet on ground
Some throw humongous curses to the stone that their toe has found
Some walk on hungrily searching for food
Some sweep off the Earth looking out for luck momentarily shouting "Oh, life's good."

Some run with hurried steps towards home,
And some find their's on the slabs of the roadside bench made of stone.

While some exitedly wait for the day to come,
Some calmly live for the nights alone.

Life was not easy for him. Especially when he had already kicked away the stool and was too late to rethink.

Lips refused to move.
So words turned into tears.
Eyes refused to open.
So tears turned into choke.
Heart skipped a new beat.

Scars refused to hide.
So feelings turned to muse.
Screams refused to be silenced.
So ideas shout out the mess.
Mind brought over new thoughts.

Life refused to give up.
So nights turned to days.
Soul asked to conquer.
So animation asked to move on.
Emptiness brought in a new fulfilment.

Heart awoke in the arms of satisfaction,
A new life struck into action,
Mind decided to stay on,
Finally fame gleamed into the eyes
of one who stayed away from all limelight.

So carry on said the lord watching,
Live on to live forever.
Stay above all that haunts you,
And past the unusual mess.

Two pairs of eyes collide,
Struggle first to find the proper proper place,
Then, together, both shy away.

Cheeks then add to the embarrassment
showing a hue of red all of sudden..

Then two lips come to the rescue
and break into a soliditary smile
And finally pairs of feet hurry away from the immense awkward sight

Two sets of mind worry
both for the image they may have set on the other,
Two hearts pound heavily and restlessly
to escape into another chance for such a beautiful clutter..

Cupid sleeps blissfully taking away theirs.

I want to wake up to the beats of your heart deafening my ears
I want to sleep to the sound of your voice drowning away all fears

So overwhelmingly full of life,
Elegant inside out
And still the highest form of aesthetic
Infinitely pure and untainted
Most resilient, most supple
Redefining every limit, every boundaries set
But running the smallest of errands unkempt

You, the fitting mother, sister, daughter, wife
You, who they worship, and on whom they take jibes
You, they educate, and who they ask to stay quiet
You, they adore, still look at with their ill eyes
You, for who they campaign with respect
You, who is on their tongue in times of distress
You, who stands like a mountain against every fall
But you, who is called weak and is prisoned to four walls
You, who protects life in its most subtle age
You, they say need protection at every stage
You, who has never had the strength to say no
You, who has accepted every challenge in one go
You, whose appalling smile mesmerises even God
You, whose silent tears are not valued at all

You, whose voice takes away all fear
You, whose voice is their greatest fear
Under whose shadow a man grows
And whose image he tarnishes with the abuses he throws.

You, lady.
You, the creator of life, of happiness, of bonding, of humanity
You, the goddess of beauty, of ecstasy, of strength, of feminity
Stay calm, but never stay quiet
Stay warm, but not elastic
Stay humble, but stay in their sight

You, remain undeniably superior
Though unaccepted
Out of sheer shame
Yet, the pretty hearts know
Every giant war for them
is for you
a fulfilling game.

I wished
our little dreams came true
Just like a little bird's dreams to fly turned real
But someone still has to be the Ostrich who has wings yet isn't designed to fly.
Then I accept I was created to run into miracles, not to fly into fury.

I wished
our happiness knew no bounds
Just like a baby laughs and plays and actually knows no bounds
But every baby has to grow and learn to feel unhappy too.
Then I accept I was developed to be laughing even after all the unhappiness and not to stay unnecessarily in pain when there actually was only happiness all around.

I wished
our minds could find tranquility
Just like the green leaves of the trees in the path of our travel swayed in peace
But every tree has its yellow, green and brown days
Then I feel blessed to have in my hands, the ability, to turn the unhappy browns into bright greens and yellows.