I have stopped counting,
the days, for they are now
just seconds and hours that pour away
into the blankness of life.

It doesn't pain me because it is an
understanding that for you
love could never mean anything
more than a prolonged feeling of monochromia.  

You have fallen,
and fallen again.
Love is nothing more than
a chasing game for you.

But if I had never
come into your life,
what could, in your ways of life,
it have proved?

Nothing.

It was the mischief of the cosmos
that wanted us to be.
Else the weaves of the universe
would come undone.

We have our stories
already written
by a known
hand.

All we are,
are characters
waiting.
Till our curtain falls.

I met this girl.
And I fell in love,
But did she fall?
It's like being scared of heights
And looking down from the empire state building.
I constantly wonder
If she fell too
If she feels this too
Does she even need me too.
The thoughts swirl around in my head
But when it hits me.
The breath leaves my lungs.
Most things that fall break.
I wish I could be like the leaves
Mellow and happy.
They don't break when the fall and hit the ground.
So why do I..

It’s been a year and half since you are gone
Still remembers your promise of coming back before the dawn

May be it was just my hallucination,
Yet I believed in it, but you never returned.

Never got saddened as I assumed, sooner or later you gonna come back home
Though that did not happen, my hopes are still on

Without you, my whole world came to a standstill
Yet, you considered all of it, as absurd and unreal

Without you, the light of my life is gone,
I can’t even feel the heavy rain or the blazing sun

The shimmering light which was about to get bright,
Turned dimmer, leaving far from each one’s sight

But still the eyes are wide open,
And heart goes numb, whenever there’s a knock on the door
So please come back soon

Woke up ready to give them hell
So them that I wont back down
Never stay down let the shift in powers begin
Ready to dominate and win
The past is forgotten in yesterday
Living for today hoping god makes it my day
Moving forward not looking back

You wish you could relive those moments
You know when things felt new and fresh
That first kiss remembered but hoping its not the last
The time you spend when you are apart wondering when youll see them again
That love is else where wishing you could tame it
Not meant to be trapped in a mind torturing fantasy

In all reality my broken wing isn't what's keeping me from flying , it's the idea of flying in general