The line differentiating has gotten blurred.
Don’t know when I mean it and when i don’t.
Changes creep in, creating possibilities new.

Inclined to believe that the choice first was correct,
but then come words tumbling down,
changing the itinerary whole.

Such a tricky game it seems to be,
so neutral the stance prima facie,
seen never a poker face better.

Intervention to clear things up,
seems to be an idea disastrous.
Although the fear, might just be home made.

It is hard to be sure,
don’t know what steps to take.
There is a need to be face to face, sans masquerade.

Oh my delicate twig, be careful, blown away you might be!
Be careful as you sway amidst branches adorned with thorns, torn you might be!
Oh sweet one, don’t take my words of caution as an attempt to shackle.
Just words they are, born out of concern, concern for you my love.
And yes do forgive my perception of you, perception of being weak.
It’s just the way this world is, the strongest are broken by the winds of malice.
Anyway, now I will stay afar and never be the one to hold you back.
But never will I be too far. Always ready, to shelter you under my expanse foliated.

Stop turning back to the void,
the void disguised by the crystal display.
The fact of it being unrequited has been known.
This is what I am told.

And this is what I have known,
And yes, the fault has been my own.
Still, I have got something to say.
Just don’t be hurt, by these words
crude.

Sorry, but can’t be empathetic this time.
Your life is your choice, never disputed this, did I?
But for once, just once;
can’t you drop these insecurities yours?

Why are you scared?
What holds you back?
Don’t consider it to be a liability.
Please, stop running away!

Will confess that,
surety and confidence evade me too.
The future seems pretty bleak,
but tired I am of running away.

Realise that life is small,
can’t keep hiding behind the excuse of a dilemma.
Take a step and be ready for the fall.
But please, take a step.

Alone I shall be,
But alone will not grant me peace.
In the dark many shall come,
Comfort, the least of their desires.

Memories they will flood,
Pain and anguish, limits of sanity
Hand in hand desperate journeys.
Little room for else do they leave.

Unreasonable ventures to the depths.
Journeys to the minds soul.
Forgotten friend lost in the storm.
What path his heart has taken?

Happiness and sadness
Closest of friends for eternity
Each day shall be the last
But no end shall ever bless.

Evil spell casting lots
Spoken words and deep thoughts
Price paid in blood
Happiness finally bought.

Relaxed
With purple shine
A rainbow
Sings with dancing stars
A lazy wake up excitement...
Early birds beauty
A magical spells charms
Little rain
Little walk...
A thirsty mirage
Over a bowling
Valley

Another glance
A peg of glancing shadow
Murmured look...

A silent daffodils
Shouting at rain
Conditionally

Beauty purple
...red

Temporary...thirst
Nature's... Gliding wish.
Over cup of sugar bowl
Unfree...
Yet pretending to be free