When I think,what made me
To come and take you with me
Was it just i was bored of me
So self obsessed, yeah that’s me!!

Then I see you all over me
Smelling the scent in me
And I realise that I wasn’t me
For all you talked you stole me.

Those small talks filled in me
The silent touches all tweaked me
I wished that you hugged me
Maybe it was all not just about me!!

There is something deeper than
All it , all it , all it , all it was:)

A battle of indulgence ,
I wage within me.
To accept that
You are none to me.

I regret me wasting
these painful minutes,
Just a moment it took
To swap our digits.

Am I out of mind
Waiting for your text?
I just so wish I do
What is next!

A battle of reluctance
I wage within me.
To accept that
You are in me!

Born to the wrath of heaven,
Forged in the bliss of hell,
Consuming the purity of seven,
The pride in me took a swell!

Deep in the wells of desires,
Growing in the flames of pyres,
Contained by the social quagmires,
The envy in me became dire!

For all the love one has for self
Pride isn’t something to shelf,
For all the passion to be better
Envy doesn’t need a fetter!

Embrace thy emotions with equal share
For they make you who you are!!

I want to play, with words and lines, today,
To give a shade, of what I can create.
So, far, i sway my thoughts, lil wild, astray,
And all I got now, was this poem, innate.

Standards I set aloft
In winds, I see me waft,
Billowing up to drift apart
Yet  perceptibly intact!

Always I aim high
which makes people sigh
and also taunt me wry.
But never do they ask why?

Trying to reach horizon
may make one wizen,
While yielding to mediocrity
fazes out one’s alacrity!

Once, all I wanted
was to show,
to all,the person
that I can grow.

What happens really,
I ne'er was told.
Little cognisance had I,
on perils of being old.

Having grown as
I always wanted,
The child in me
keeps me haunted.

All I want now
is to play.
Tossing away all that
causes dismay!

I gathered like a collector,
And put them all together
Like a piggy bank that's dear
I held them close too near.

The Waves may clam
what's written on sand ,
and so i carved them
safely on the land.

Structures may change
when the clay is moist.
So in kiln I baked for
them to be poised.

All these efforts went in vain.
The carvings submerged ,
The potteries damaged.
Yet I stand here in pain.

Why you met me?
I don't know.
What did I lose ?
I don't know.

I stand vanquished
with no more stories
And thief you stand there
stealing my memories!

Your kiss on the straw,
Makes me energetic ,
My versatility inspiring awe
In you, makes it even poetic!

I fly as a feather in the wind,
With your laziness driving high.
Harmless I’m, thinks your mind
The end of that thought draws nigh!

Your egoistic mind thinks I’m fragile,
Making you even more unwary,
Behold, Oh fool, I’m plastic- the agile,
Living and writing the earth’s obituary!!

Run, jump, walk,lift that weight, till it aches
Turn, skip, lunge, push up hey, sets it takes
To reduce your fat weight
Only that can make you light
And be sure that you don't taste those cakes!!

Oh my creator, I’m happy
You put me above thee!
Excited about being revered
Venerated and consecrated.

You always offered me things
Before you could have them
Placed me above kings
And made me hard to plumb.

Oh my creator, I’m also grieved
For making rules, I don’t want,
For creating me with all your whims
For portraying me a bigot and hypocrite!!