It is very rare
To live in the moment.

At any given time
We find ourselves
Thinking about the past
Or planning for the future.

To live in the moment
Is the most beautiful
Feeling;
Because you remember
Every sound,
Smell and touch,
And have memorised
Every crease on your lover's palm.

And for days,
Months
And even years,
You will live in that moment

Until time drains the colour
Of that memory,
Like a used cloth,
And you have to find
Another moment to live in.

I can’t wish for the World to be a better place because my own world has shrunk to a micro system
One whose centre of gravity is me
My headaches are millions of gases wrapped around a ball of crystal to constitute my stars
My heartaches is a mighty globe called the sun
Trials and tribulations are daily feeds
How am I then supposed to emphasize with CNN
Forgive my selfishness but right now this World isn’t giving me anything
Instead it takes, takes, takes
My galaxy multiplies a million times over and no one bothers to understand
No one tried to understand,
Not the people who sing their love for me, not God
What should I do?
I can’t even protest, can you hate God? Can you hate life?
I don’t even want answer to that question,
I want solutions
I don’t want to look at that brutal end as an exit,
I want to live life
I want to hear the first three bars of Wiz Khalifa’s maan and enjoy it like every other person my age
I think I don’t know what I want or how to get it,
I think poetry isn’t the consolation I expected,
I am more scared and depressed than I have ever been but…..
I know there is that little glimmer of hope
That miniature relief that lightens my micro system from time to time
I know it would rear its head pretty soon
If not today, then maybe tomorrow
I’d be patient and await its coming because I know deep down that no matter how or murky it get,
Once a while people would turn up
People who truly understand and care,
People who wouldn’t judge
People I’d like to start afresh with
Then a whole new galaxy would be born
And yes
It’d be beautiful just like me both inside and outside
:-

A new message from him
I left all I was doing and opened the message
There it was
Sorry I can't do this

I felt my heart pause
The strongest of headaches
My eyes were filled with tears
All my brain, my mind and my mouth could say was NO
No this isn't happening
No this isn't real like Tris from divergent would say
But yes it was real
We were done

How
What went wrong
I cried like an infant
I cried cause my heart was shattered
I cried cause I didn't expect this in two years time
We were beautiful
We matched perfectly
He made me feel special
He made me smile sheepishly at my phone always

What went wrong
Who did I offend
Why does it have to end.