They said, “The easiest thing is to live a lie”,
Is it really that easy?
The story took place couple years back,
That night, I cannot forget.
That evening, I don’t want to face.
Because I lied to not just a friend,
To myself,
To my parents beliefs.
I lied because,
I was afraid to lose a friend.
So yes, it was an easy option.
After the meet in the evening,
We went separate ways,
Back to home.
That night,
I wanted to sleep but my eyes gave up,
I wanted to eat but my stomach gave up,
I wanted to write but my fingers gave up,
I wanted to cry but tears dried up,
4 hours went by,
Just walking here and there thinking,
What happens if he finds out?
I will lose a friend
And once again alone I will be.
It was now 1:00 AM,
Night as dark as dark can be,
I went out and sat under a tree,
My heart was afraid but my brain gave up,
I could feel the blood rushing through my heart but,
My brain boggled with the same thought.
This feeling,
I pray none of you ever feel.  
So, I repeat my friends,
It is not easy to live a lie.
Telling the truth and making someone cry,
Is better than telling a lie and making someone smile.

Your love is not a drug
that binds me into self

My love for you is not the delusion
of chemical dependency that holds me
hostage

Our love frees and helps us grow
A love spoken and lived with
commitment and honesty

In order to be daily open to this love
we continue to discard old notions that
keep us imprisoned in ourselves

I stare at the sky through a small window,
As the redness of sunrise spread beyond sight,
Red, Yellow, Blue all come together,
As if it is a grand wedding of colours,
All making plans to disrupt everyone’s dreams.
I sit there, immersed in the environment,
So quiet,
I can hear the wind rushing through the window,
Ripping across my face,
Making my loss of sleep fully worth it.
I sit there, thinking,
Who am I?
Where am I heading?
What is my next step?
Because if I fail to plan then I plan to fail.
All I can think of is the fact,
That I’m thankful to the sun,
And sunshine,
And window,
To allow me to reflect on my actions,
And to give me the courage to fight ‘SNOOZE’ demon,
Because If I had slept for just another hour,
Building false empires in my dream,
And dreaming of things I can’t have,
I would never get the chance to plan,
Amongst the chaos of the society,
And I would be scattered throughout the day,
Because nothing scares me more than,
Doing nothing and wasting time.