It's been a month,
Since I have published a thing,
I miss poetry, want to write but
Motivation is missing.

Guess I was keeping busy,
Out of ecstacy,
Just skipping the feelings,
Life goals em focussing.

Weird but em actually missing those days,
When feeling depressed my heart bleed
Unable to sleep and my words speak.
Soaking pillow and her memories peak .

There is two sides of love
One joy other pain.

Sometimes there is always someone for you , at other no one.
Sometimes you feel emotionally content, at other empty.
Sometimes you are being taken care of, at other totally ignored.

There is two sides of love
One joy other pain.

Affection and Hatered.
Togetherness and separation.
Care and ignorance.
Smiles and tears.

There is two sides of love
One joy other pain.
One is beautiful other is ugly.

Saw her first at cousin's weddinG,
She looked astonishing I knew where it was headinG
Escorting the bride she came in smilinG
My eyes got glued on her and my heart started poundinG.

Afraid of her brother but she agreed to meeT,
I got there first, where the buses fleeT,
Time and place was on her to fiX,
Excited, I reached before the clock tickS,
There I saw her waving at platform thirty siX.

Time freezed for a while,
Walking towards her a million thoughts ran through my mind,
Was that really her or someone else!?
But that same magical smile and my heart again melts.

Simple, yet pleasant I liked her stylE,
But the best thing was definitely her smilE,
I got lost , stammered in speech for a whilE,
She was confident and I got nervous blood profilE.

The place was new ,
None of us had any clue,
I was sweaty , the day seems hottest,
Perhaps the oddest in the whole August.

Black and white top and she blingS,
Leather sandals and those shiny earingS,
The watch was pink , hairs were perfect readY,
But **** her luggage was real heavY!

Got in a cab, and some comfy place to talK,
She was in a hurry, but i had all the clocK,
She was bold at the same time cooL,
And I was smiling for no reason like a fooL.

More time I wanted to spend,
But getting her home safe and sound was important in the end.
Got her a bus had to bid a good bye,
And my hopes of meeting her soon are sky high! :)

As we grow old,
we build these walls around us,
a protective conservative envelope,
of
not trusting anyone easily.
Afraid to open up,
share our thoughts,
be friends with someone new.
Keeping it to the least,
friends only for own selfishness,
just for the mutual benefits.

Its not bad,
for we cant trust anyone easily,
living in a big city,
where every one is looking to prey on someone.
use others for their own benefits.
after being betrayed in love and friendship,
it makes sense that we stop trusting people.

BUT

Have we lost all the hope too ?
to get a good friend again ?
to find a true love ?
to open up to the other people ?
and share and talk our heart out ?

***** to be betrayed,
but
can't just hide behind the walls and be afraid.

We are all alone,
On our own,
Life is all about finding someone,
And trying not to be lonely!

We only love once in our lifetime,
Others are just to forget the very first one.

ohh baby,
why can't we dance,
why can't we meet,
why can't we go out for a treat.
why can't we just travel,
for I want to see you dazzle.

why can't we hug,
why can't we kiss,
feel the morning dew bliss.
yes this wait is tough.
let's hope this Virus gets soon burried.
so we can reunite and get married.

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.

It's not like I would die without you,
But yeah, I'll forget to smile,
Get lonely,
Probably cry every night till I fall asleep.
But don't you worry darling,
I'll survive.

I see you here,
Just beside me near,
Your soft voice I can hear,
Whispering my name in my ear.
I am drowning in your memories.

I hear your laughters,
I can hear you crying,
Still remember your hugs,
Your surprise kisses,
Beautiful scene of you making your hair,
Baby em drowning in your memories.

I miss your stupid face,
Your innocence and that grace
That slight grin,
Beautiful little chin,
Those perfect hair,
You making that stare.
Baby em drowning in your memories.

I loved you then,
I love you now,
Doesn't matter if you ain't near,
Losing you , I have no fear.
But yeah em drowning in your memories.

In an important discussion going about,
usually I tend to zone out.

Speaking in a meeting,
attending a client call,
even in a friendly discussion standing tall,
when my girlfriend blabbering on issues so small,
I tend to zone out all.

When It gets boring,
I feel like dozing,
too lazy to make stubborn people mind's restoring,
I stop explaining,
keeping to myself abhorring.
that's why I zone out, everything just ignoring.

Does that happens with everyone, I seriously doubt!
But yeah sometimes I tend to zone out!