Tired of tears
Waited for years
Your fake promises
Make believe misses
Dragging with time
Dangling like chimes
Somedays you'd call
Saying you at the ball
Dancing your life away
A realisation shown my way
As you have found other
I was a standby rather
Consoling my heart
I thought over from start
Every lie turned true
Facing all, I got through
Now it's just me alone
With a heart of stone
It's a good thing,
To speak, to ramble, to be able to elaborate on such simple topics.
People may look at you with these glaring senses of abnormality or a measurement level of discomfort,
The truth is, they aspire to be you in such a different way that blows their mind whenever coming across someone as unique as you,
With words left unsaid,
They all slowly begin to turn heads,
You feel this minor intensity, agony divulging, extreme anxiety on the inside,
But your face shows otherwise.
You smile, creating an elated atmosphere,
But the internal feeling inside is progressively growing.
Those constant taps of your left foot are causing too many eyes to be drawn to it.
"Stop, relax. Take a step back,
Just feeling something else, else.", is what you solemnly preach aloud to yourself.
Now, the audience's tension in eye contact are more than just overwhelming,
It's ripping the nails off your fingertips,
Making you want to burn every bit of your heart along with this building you're stuck in.
When your feelings emerge and intersect in a negative tense,
You don't come to a halt,
You allow your body to experience any feeling possible;
Your indifference represents the other version of yourself,
one in particular that may be unveiled or underestimated by the several dissimilar aspects nobody really shows.
please forgive my optimism,
im aware this is a dark place.
is the world going to shit,
are we going to be okay.
I have not much more i want to say,
yet so much more that I need too.
should I be silent today,
should tomorrows words be allowed to bleed through.
forgive me for my optimism.
I know what you are going through.
a relentless pain not a passion
a cruel tyrant and a cancer
who kills mercilessly without care
A painful ache on your chest
a pain that tears your heart apart
a dry weather that brings drought
which chokes rainfalls above in your sight
a drug that numbs your nerves
denying you of your basic needs
and sleeping or thinking
even simple feeling
a messy destruction that
rearranging your way of living
Despite its cruelty
Love is the only thing
with an everlasting beauty
What is love, in your own definition?
I will take you away
From all the resentments and prey
For I love you so much to keep you at my bay
And forever make you smile without a tiring delay
Come run away with me
To explore the world beyond the reaching sea
As I'm waiting for you at the door and
Do not hesitate no more
Take my hands and don't let go
Let this smile on your face remain a glow
For I am here to stay
And I promise to give you all
Anything you wish that's under my control
No matter how big or small
I will never leave you alone
Even if the sky would fall
For I am here to stay
That's my promise,
when I take you far, far away
Now I am here my love
To embrace you with sweet gentle kisses
I have come to take you far, far away
To a promised land of fantasy play
Where oceans are silently dancing
To an oasis garden where birds
Are harmonizing and melodiously romancing
Under the blue sky and star filled night
When our soul will finally unite
In our divine universe
You and I, alone lost in our courses
In the expedition of twosome converse
Never behaved in the school porcine;
Had wise words for everyone to opine;
Full of wise thoughts and memories refine;
Rachana Sharma is ready without any supine.
An eyesore progress she achieved school in
Even the trustees could no longer decline;
Her help for others whenever did she design
Was a feast – a great help and fun to dine.
For 8 years was she my dear mentor fine
From whom I learnt how to continuously grin
In adverse situations and start from begin
So that new fight and efforts lead you to win.
Earlier she was looking like a pumpkin
But now she managed her past confine:
Looking beautiful, smart, nifty and divine
Is ready ever any problem to define.
She is my inspiration, she is my Kline,
She is the best lady as a helpful friend in.
With her I developed Monorhyme fine;
And defeated many enemies malign.
A good mentor and nice for nation mine
Is none than Rachana - a brave feline.
Among all cousins of mine in a lane
There is he very profound, and plain.
Strong though shows none in skein;
Always ready for hospitability in rain
Without thinking for self even if slain.
Had a son and a daughter – both reign
His kingdom and never wished to deign.
My Bhabhi is a great soul – decent again;
Never spoke a bad word – is a gem in pane.
All the family tries to help others in arraign.
Thanks to god for such sweet family to attain.
Sanmati, my messenger, is no more a milksop.
Ardent though is she never will yawp.
Nagging sometimes though in some shop.
Merrily walks in crowd alone till atop.
Amends her needs; tackles one with strop-
Till he agrees with her, else does lop.
In always high spirits, ready to swop
Joy or sorrow equally treats like gumdrop.
Angry if treats us like a bellhop
In our home or out, but never plop
Nor cry in public to show us flop.