There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

With color painted on my skin ,
I walk amidst these clouds ,
Too high , too scared to fall ,
To fall onto more melanin.
The more the melanin the more alien I become , they say.
I try to soak these clouds into me ,
Like I absorbed the Indian in my folks .
Like I carry a bunch of them beneath this skin.
Like my taste buds will always crave for more spice.

Like it is all I know.
Like I am always the one suffering with the wrong accent.
Like an accent could be right or wrong.
As if , proper has a sound of its own.
I come from the land of red soil
Soil being red from the blood .
I come from the air ,
Filled with all the carbon and heat
I come from the waters of Indian ocean .
But , mainly I come from my country , my India

When a poet falls in love with you,
He turns dates into historical events,
From the way you looked ,
To the way you laughed ,
To the way you spoke,
To the way you loved ,
Everything gets moulded with gold ,
In the chapters of this funny place,  called life.
Those words become the beginnings of new destinations for some lovers ,
But for some it's the demise.
When a poet falls in love with you,
He gives the ocean over to you,
No matter if you are a pond or a tiny drop.
When a poet falls in love with you ,
You are no more made of flesh ,
No , you are made up of gold ,
With every inch perfect in its own way .
When a poet falls in love with you,
No matter what color he is ,
He will always describe you as the spectrum ,
Carrying every shade he could ever imagine .
When a poet falls in love with you ,
His words can taste like the dish you have been craving for weeks,
When a poet falls in love with you ,
He notices all the scars ,
And describes them like the map to his destination.
When a poet falls in love with you ,
He writes all his poems for you ,
Only to abandon them all after a while
Like this one....

A creature meant to tease .
With all of their ease.
Even if some noble wants to cease ,
It is said that she possesses impure deeds.
OH YES. GOD MADE HER A WOMAN.
The one which people stare from head to toe
And say her to be a *** ,
But what can she do to show,
That there are values,which beneath still glow.
OH YES. GOD MADE HER A WOMAN.
Wouldn't it be great?
If someone paralyse this game of love & hate
Afterall that nine-month wait
For sure , should be worth the pain.
OH YES. GOD MADE HER A WOMAN.
Who possesses two delicate ******* ,
Often whose cleavage is repressed
By the new born who is rather blessed
To elicit the milk that is the best.
OH YES. GOD MADE HER A WOMAN.
And there are some who'll hesitate ,
But there are also the ones who'll not tolerate.
Be the second one and be straight.
So you can proudly say mate ,
OH YES. GOD MADE HER A WOMAN.
~Sneha :')

It was a link like the one between bonds ,
Irreplaceable and impeccable.
Bestfriends , what they said they were.
When together , they gained a definite optimum.
Fancied by the crowd ,
But deep down pitied by all.
Hearts pumped with the same rhythms ,
The same hesitancy and same agitations.
Bestfriends , what they said they were .
A bit drowsy , a bit shattered
What to consider next ,
Was her only possible quest.
But sooner or later ,
She will perceive the certainty ,
That it was no more than a witless sanction ,
Bestfriends what they said they were.

Yes , I hated you with all my wit , even in my deep conscience.Yes , There was a time when i could hardly remember all the good stuff you did to me. What we did together.
Yes there was a time when my hatred overcame all my love.
And yes it indeed was a terrible dark time.
But eventually , all those nights , all those talks , all those fights ,got  trapped in the back of my mind. And the slightest thought that could flicker in my head was of you , my love.
And , Yes , it was now the time , when i could remember all of it , when i wanted to feel the ecstasy at the sight of your smile. When i wanted to know that sometimes , the reason behind your smile is me.I wanted to know that the things that we felt are not vanished , they are still a part of us. And forever be.
Yes , it was the time , when i was eager to get all our golden times back. And this time i wanted to win them all by myself. I wanted to EARN you by myself. I wanted it back just the way they were. Because maybe it might not be perfect , but it was all i had , and above all , it was all i have ever wanted.
No more a cry baby , i will be bold .
No more a angry women, i will be calm and cool.
No more extra possessive , I know you , and what's your heart.
Yes , IT IS the time when my love has finally conquered all the flaws and i am all right with WHOEVER YOU ARE. And not only your's , now is the time when i know exactly , what my mischievous mistakes were. And i promise that they never will be repeated.
And now is exactly the time when i do know what i seek for , what i wish for , what i dream for and most importantly , what i live for.
MY LOVE STANDS ABOVE ALL ,
FOR ME , YOU STAND ABOVE ALL.

I imagine that i could fly and pilot ,
All my hopes , with all my wit.
No one dreams to be a 'Chaiwala'
And neither do i.
Don't want to be called as 'Chotu'.
A 'Doctor' before my name ,
Is what people will look up to.
And i wonder now ,
If all those reservations ,
And all those scholarships,
Can lead me to my perfect way?
Give me something to aspire ,
I fantasize to have light ,
Equivalent to the Sun ,
It's own and the most.
Give my Wings , Dear Lord .
I need to fly up high ,
Don't abolish them
Or one star in the sky will be gone forever.