We cling to memories,
As if they define us,
But they don't.
What we do actually defines us!

In the sun,
We will find our passion.
In the sun,
We will find our purpose.
In the sun,
We will know what truly matters.

In the moon ,
We will get comfort,
In the moon,
We could get wasted.
In the moon ,
Our senses get shady.

Just enough moments for myself.
Not too much that I feel lonely,
Not too less that I couldn't
Introspect,
couldn't do the things I crave,
Couldn't play that guitar,
Or couldn't watch that series I love,
That I start losing myself.

not too much that I tend to be lonely,
Tend to overthink things that ain't
in control,
Tend to miss that ex that cheated on me,
That I have no one to share my feelings.
That I couldn't sleep .

Yeah I need it ,
Not too less,
Not too much,
Just enough to satisfy my lust.

I write to express,
Thoughts I can't suppress,
When something makes me depress,
When things happen in excess
Feels good to pen down, I Guess.

When I am alone,
I get in my own zone,
When my heart groan,
When I miss her skin and bone,
I write words expect them to make perfect tone.

When I am in a long Uber ride,
For sleeping I stride,
For you when my heart cried,
Writing something I tried.
Rhyming I applied.
This is how I write.

When you don't have it,
You feel the urge,
It might be just an infatuation,
You want it at any cost,
You see nothing else greater,
Nothing else precious.

It could be a person ,
It could be a thing,
Or some place you wanna be,
Or some future event you want to get to.

Now when you have it,
You don't value it much,
Ignore it for your simpler lust,
Its there, for you it doesn't matter,
You feel you deserve Something/someone better.

Value whatever you already have
Love people in your life,
Cherish every moment,
Be thankful to whatever you got,
Live life to the fullest.
CHEERS !