Here goes the story,
a parallel sitting along
it is just identical
there we go,
witness it happen
but it is just so action
in different retrospection
with varying intention
all I think about is
this in recursion
If I could just
change the friction
what could it have been
there is no comparison.

Arrangements are so peculiar
    A chance and what turns out
quite spectacular.
However,                    
    One does wonder
in no particular order
              the momentum with which
the matter got piqued
it is a sensation worldwide.

My brain is cracked
the tension lines are dark
My habits untracked
Suppressed and lifeless
The chest is silent
heartbeat faint
The loss of control
and I can't control myself at all
the cure is for those who wants to be cured
the disease makes it
harder to think
it is just so hard, I keep blinking.

You and I
an easiest lie
we shouldn't even try
nothing to justify

we may lie
but cannot deny
we are the one , never to unify

I am feasting on this Karmic food
Because there is nothing else I'm served
What gets life's lemons and spice
Even when you've lately been nice

We are blind to our sins which we've rightly done
We only know how to visibly see others' knives and guns

Have you ever felt good about yourself
Without having harassed anyone.
If not, eat it what you've been given
Karma knows better than everyone.

This place knows me
even better than I know who is me,
From my best moments
to the one that had gone far worse
It has seen it all
I never needed to tell

While I care about it
this place brings along its chill
All windows open
crowded ever by everyone
the feeling all spills
all are so free here to the feels.

I'll **** my own pride
to go on this fairytale ride
to become a distressed damsel
to live a life stable

There are no fancy knights alive
no one teaches them what's right
we'll be waiting half our life
then proceed ahead on our right

Little late on this race
there is not enough space
running knowing no better
getting a place whenever

The world not shy to show the unfairness
same status, more the less
crowning someone else the royal prince
it has this same ending long since.

Too late to contemplate
if it is too late now.

My heart beat rushed over
It was a series of long hover
I've been looking for
glancing back my shoulder
complicated, insecure
I am being let out
always left out
but a whisper
my name from your mouth
I rush, veins rush, cheeks blush
I touch my heart beat
how do you speak
Why do I go weak
in my knees.

Oh, in the night
your message, my phone screen
flashed all in my dreams too
Slept late, woke up early
to find you not there
It was 10:30, let's connect
but the time went
You didn't show your face
It became the same race
didn't justify you are late
I am done but why I am not
The same can and will
Come to repeat
You hold my keys
I am doomed as it states.

Your promises lay forgotten
pile inside a locked drawer
You'd never remember
they exist
I am half gone from existence
but you still have
strings to make me dance
to your tunes
It is crazy, I am crazy
while you don't try, lazy
I'd die in a heartbeat
but you wouldn't even acknowledge
that I exist,
the moon sets, I wish I can rest
Another time, let's not meet ever.

We are a community,
We are more
We think in poetry
every view is a scenery.

Lately, it is seen
the poetries remain largely unseen
I am not too keen
but sometimes it turns disheartening.

Forgotten scribbles of me and you
nothing zings through
it will slowly die without all the love
we need to see that eyes see.

Not just a number, it is more
It is rather significant than the score
The breathing beyond the screen
it is the question do I fit in.

It is a pleasure to read every day new
but the contents just go skew
how did it go out of hand
I am so invested with the time that I spend.

Let's give love ahead,
for every word rhymed
This place is flourishing with talents
let us not lose them.

There is no truth out
when both of them have said
fair share of lies,
who should you believe between them
they both are using you
for rising sympathy
and their greater good
your emotions are played with
it is an acting game
trust them when, and not
we are spectating it
like a tennis match,
but we are the ball,
landing on their bat
thrown across again and again
you are doomed
finding bits of truth in their lies
either way, no one can complain,
it is no easy call.

In a moment of time
I want to experience best of life
and the next moment,
the mystery of death
and how It progresses
The circle of birth
the story of first breath till last
Till it circles back to me.

Another lifetime comes to an end
Sleeping rhymes of beautiful hymns
Capture the essence of it all
And in the night slowly does it crawl
No inch into misery
No greed and no jealousy
The spirit devoid of it
Shining through the darkness
Brightening the passage
Wielding the magic
Little surreal not dramatic
A pinch of past and hope to future.

It is much suited, isn't it
the separation
it brings its own melody
the only thing
Everyone who listens
feel the same
It is the same longing
we all feel
all the same for all the difference
deserted in middle
met again in the same boat as travellers
finding place to soothe the thirst
rhythm of the same beat
echoing in the same heartbeat.

Can't it just
not this harsh
not mush, but
not this hard
why this rush
can't it must
stop the gush
like but not
when it rusts
no more trust
ends to gust
it just got
lost again, tough.