Addicted though, instinctively
to that enchantress, dark angelic night,
sweet condensed sleep, eyeing at me,
moon's silver light, naturally
remains my beloved, closer to heart,
One great delight, is this:
my contradictory wish list, that adds up.
I am unfazed, proudly
carry the contradiction of this world
in my every vein.

Has any one any legitimate business
to ask me to choose one or the other?
What you see as contradictions, won't stand,for long
easily merge,dissolve and vanish to take a new life,
as standpoints change, vision gets deeper,
illusions wear off, as darkness leaves,
and  mind learns to transcend beyond
all the self imposed limits. once seemed formidable,
I delightedly see the brooding night
making peace with the waxy melting moon,
falling silently in pearly drops from the sky.

I just wanna let you know
That I want you back
That I can do everything
Just to be with you again

Im sorry if I looked back
I didn't know
I am sorry Eurydice
I wasted the chance

Now that you're gone, forever
I'll just pluck my lyre
And sing a sad song
Until we'll meet again

In the underworld
Wait for me my love
my life, my Eurydice

He never showed up..!!
The special night got ruined,
Devastated..ohh..what he knew
The tenderness of a girl's heart..
That he simply shattered..
Into a thousand pieces and one
All those that had always belonged to him
Years of smiles turned into vacant expressions
Moments she cherished seemed nothing
but hollow promises and hurting kisses
But now the world had come to standstill
How easily do we trust jerks, she thought
Cried, lamented the entire way home,
Blamed her stupidity, her fate, her gods,
She felt so abortive, so worthless, so empty
Couldn't stand betrayal of the love she believed in
She had known the reality of life, the harsh way
The only little thing that remained unknown
Was the hospital where his heart kept beating..
Still kept beating..i..love..you..i..love..you...

when did i last spend a good time?

a second, a minute, an hour, a day
one undiluted, unmixed, pure, and raw,

a good time, truly good, without a flaw.

was it those moments of ******* height
when sans one sense, all else was dark night

or the time spent brief in her warm embrace
seeking her moons reading map on her face

it could be the while when a gust of joy
made this heart shine like a boy

a flashing streak of event that lit up the soul
from pieces of fragments revealed the whole

getting from a girl her kiss of innocence
drench with her in first summer rains

reaching a heaven from far firmament
by a smile from the boy a dime i lent

turning that page of a now lost time
when this mind first chanced upon a rhyme

they rush like tide set me to brood
from the budding child to the aging manhood
where in the memory now thick with grime
lies hidden the passing of the last good time!

Even if you are miles and hours apart, our hearts are not. No matter how many times we leave each other, I want to just stay in your arms like when I just came into this beautiful world. Now look around you, this world loses it's colors... The black and white sketch got made to a beautiful chalk and watercolor canvas, only to be washed away. I want to be back to the simple joys, I want to be back with you. If nobody understands love, it's me, but I know I can never ever stop loving you. You got me here, and now I don't want to leave without you. You held my hand through everything until you left, you left me alone with the crazy lady... She left the marks on you, why would you leave me with her?... I waited so long until I hurt myself. Blood was shed, nooses were hung. I let your beautiful creation become a hideous disaster. It got torn apart, as I was waiting for a simple phone call or text that I got one a month for two years as you refused to talk to me. Why? Was I your "beautiful" creation or was I a mistake, the leftovers of something bad?... How could you leave her so helpless with nobody to fight off all the harmful things, teach her how to shoot or how to keep her boots nice and shiny. You lost one daughter, you can count on the second to stay. You may be close to your deathbed, but I know that you haven't even put the sheets down. I want you to walk me down the aisle but that aisle may never even be coming. You're a grandpa, but I want you to meet my children... I never met my grandpa's so it *****, I know. But I want you to be a part of my life forever. No matter how much I hate you, it's hate with love.