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And he held her close. Close enough to make her blush, something he knew she’d never admit to and something he’d want all for himself.
“One day, all your walls are going to crumble in front of me, all the people, the impromptu phone calls, the interruptions will be gone. And that day, in that moment you’ll have nothing to cover yourself up with, to hide yourself.
How are you going to stop yourself from loving me then?”
With this, he heaved heavily on her breath and left.
I thank the Lord
I praise the Lord
Forgive me if I did something wrong
It wasn't my intention
Kept everyone in good positions
Forgive me if I was unjust
My dear lovely children
You've been better than the best
Always there in my happy times
More so in my distress
And my grandchildren, with all my heart
Best wishes for your future
May you grow up to be reflections
Just like your parents
They've been too kind
To my dear wife
My sole walking stick in dark nights
You've been my eternal love,
My partner, my sunshine
My body might be away, but you'll always have control
My heart is forever yours, I'll guide you with my soul
And with each morning, in the rays I shall emerge
Sieve through the moon, when it turns night
There is hope, for our love
There is hope
See you on the other side.
i'm clinging onto the last hope
please don;t leave me yet
i understand you have to go
stay a while more?
don't cut that thread off
don't let go off that strand
i'm on my knees
you're fast disappearing
like the last rays 
on a peach kissed horizon
i'm running really badly
towards you
you smile from behind
you blow a kiss to me
you let go
i told you not to
as your smile fades away 
the sun sets, finally.
I like the ordinary things in life.
I like finding my solace in the regular things
Sure we need to go out
Sure there lies a world out there
But have you gone inside, yet?
Have you looked and broken dawn inside of you?
Have you conquered the mountains in you, yet?
Experienced the first brown leaf of the fall?
The first flower bloom in its glory?
The ever unfolding and vast galaxy?
The scrumptious and fulfilling experiences that we can gain?
All we see inside is a mess
A mess that we created on our own
For our own selves
And we're entangled in our own threads
Loosen those threads
The outsides is a mirage
Get inside
Break the moulds
There is so much ecstasy
And high, here
Inside of you

Beyond far stretched horizons lies my piece of soul #1
The air felt so warm and welcoming
I couldn’t figure out whether that was reality or me dreaming
I tried to look around, nothing familiar
Just the surroundings, no one did really appear
Quite sometime passed, I stood up straight
Looked around final time thought I’d wait
Patience drained out all, I was walking
The environment and nothing else seemed to do the talking
The grass, I hadn’t seen a greener one in lifetime ever
Even though with air warm, something in me left a shiver
A turn around the corner and I could see
Something that my eyes weren’t ready to believe
A thousand and more flowers of all kind
colors, shapes,sizes- I was out of my mind
I jumped from place to place, was eager to touch all
So I sat, and now all I did was crawl
My eyes wide open, they were taking in the maximum
Were eager to see what awaited them every turn
The trees so long and huge and wide
Their vastness so, attention for that it cried
I ran from tree to tree, trying to grab all I could
Everything felt so peaceful, everything felt so good
This place was too perfect to be even dreamt of
I could sense a belonging here though
A connection, weird one that appeared to me
I had no intentions of waking up if this was supposed to be a dream
The crisp and muddy smell of the wet earth
This familiarity, in me was at its dearth
I’d succumbed to the pureness of the ambiance
I had one question ticking- Am I in heaven?
Even if I was, I never wanted to let go of the sight
This place was too perfect, it was JUST right
I danced till infinite hours that were full of bliss
Its true, that one place we dream of in this world, does exist.
we’re separated by miles theoretically
Our hearts, by a few yards until recently
i can hear you still, like last year
last year, when we were one soul
there was no separation
i tie my hair
untie them
and tie them once more
glance at the clock
the watches
the phone
i can still hear you in a distance
a few miles
a few miles
or maybe a few yards
i can hear the heart ticking
our pulses racing
racing away
from that one moment
one moment that lost us more
more of a you and a me
i type aggressively
not to match our beats anymore
heart beats
pulses
deep and heavy breaths
we were pretty sure of ourselves
deceiving a separation, measurable,
and finally its the distance
The distance
The distance
Some distance
the distance that got between you and me.
Tell me a story, she asked.
Inquisitive, just like her mother.
Open that door and that'll get you to your storyland. Behind which lie stories never heard and rarely told. And there is where you can weave magic with words and watch them come into reality.
She's been searching for that door ever since.
Traveling 
Its like meditation to me
I find solace when I'm on the run
The thrill of the chase?
Only most times I don't know where,
Or why or what, answers to these
But catching someone's eye
Sharing an unsaid story
That unfolds between two people
Maybe for a split of a second
And you smile, they smile back maybe
Maybe frown and look away
But there's that moment
One moment in a second
A story of a second


You never know how you might make someone's day

Stories of travels and people and more
Clinging onto memories and letting them go
Just for a moment, entendámonos.


Will you be my stranger for today?
I’m not good with words and worse with expressing. But, I’ll try.
We all are searching for something, someone special. We try to search for dots, squares- shapes that are our similar kinds. We fall innumerable times and sometimes that leaves us questioning our faith, our beliefs, our potential- overall, maybe ourselves. And we stop trying. A hand reaches out to us. That hand stands with you, for you, some times even slaps you while you’re losing yourself again. It hugs you, comforts you in those lonely winter nights and feels the raindrops falling upon its palm through the grills of the window. It guides you, pointing out like a signage and it never fails you. That one person guides you, holds you, loves you for no reason comprehensive whatsoever. They make you look at yourself with hope, with love.
And more than some times, we fail to realise that while we were busy searching for more than something that’s ordinary love, that love had been standing beside us all this while and maybe, more.
And it all came back to me
The brokenness I felt at that time
Pain isn’t transient
It drops to the sea bed
Covered in shallow waters
My love, my heart
It is bound to come up sometimes
Some time
When the ripples arise again
And the time comes
It starts to hurt, again
And there’s always space for some more
But never do you get over it
Get away with it
Or get it out really
It might become still for a while
But it never goes away
Pain isn’t transient
It hides itself in water
Only to come back again.
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