Its 2 a.m. and the world is sleeping; so quiet,
I can even hear and count my heartbeats;
I am still awake; watching the stars dazzling light,
moon is peeping inside my window like everyday it greets;
Its a beautiful night telling me I am not alone,
and these are the beautiful moments I own.

I am lying on my bed; holding a pillow so tight,
empty streets and dancing trees are beautiful to see;
it lands me in the realm of delight,
and its the best place I’d rather be;
Its a beautiful night telling me I am not alone,
and these are the beautiful moments I own.

Fireflies are dancing like stars in the sky,
and trees are playing the background music;
making me feel alive with every moment passes by,
gifting wonderful scenes to click;
Its a beautiful night telling me I am not alone,
and these are the beautiful moments I own.

Cold wind kisses my face and I sigh,
it blows off my candles like it is asking me to sleep;
trees dance for me and sing me a lullaby,
taking away all the reasons to weep;
Its a beautiful night telling me I am not alone,
and these are the beautiful moments I own.

It takes all the bad memories away,
making me feel life is not that bad;
I will thank Lord for gifting me this day,
and for taking away all the reasons to be sad;
Its a beautiful night telling me I am not alone,
and these are the beautiful moments I own.

Moon is sitting by my window in a silver dress,
like it is going to tell me a fairytale;
all about those 7 dwarfs and pirate ships and princess,
till I sleep and forget reasons to wail,
Its a beautiful night telling me I am not alone,
and these are the beautiful moments I own.

© Shreya ♥

Eurydice in her efforts to escape the satyr;
fell into a nest of vipers; suffered serpent bite,
Her body was discovered by Orpheus who played;
mournful songs when he saw her turning white.

All the Gods and Nymphs wept at his songs;
and they advised Orpheus to travel the underworld,
his music softened the hearts of Hades& Persephone;
who allowed Eurydice to return with him to upper world.

They kept a condition: he should walk in front of her;
and not look back until they both had reached the earth,
Orpheus accepted the condition and made his way;
Eurydice followed him, and continued to the girth.

In anxiety Orpheus turned back before they reached;
forgetting that both needed to be in the upper world,
Eurydice vanished and never came back;
Orpheus cried as he left her in the underworld.

At the end of his life, he disdained the worship of Gods;
A morning he went to the oracle to salute his God at dawn,
he was ripped to pieces by Maenads for not honoring Gods;
A woman killed him and his songs still played on and on.

Helicon sank underground when the women who killed Orpheus;

Orpheus Head on his Lyre
tried to wash her blood-stained hands in its waters,
After the death of Eurydice few threw sticks & stones at him;
music was so soulful, rocks & branches refused to be attackers.

His head and lyre, still singing mournful songs;
Lyre was carried to heaven by the Muses; placed among stars,
The Muses gathered up fragments of his body and buried them;
the Nightingale sang over his grave and ended love wars.

After river Sys flooded, his soul returned to the underworld;
where he was reunited at last with his beloved Eurydice,
but Eurydice was dead, and this grieved him so much that;
Orpheus committed suicide from his grief unable to find Eurydice.

© Shreya ♥

It’s dark, hard enough to see;
am lying drunk in memories,
the flashback stabbing me;
they said love is a disease.

I was scared, never believed;
know you had insecurities,
but you never said honey;
and we've missed opportunities.

How many times did I die?
wonder if I and you were we;
lost in abyss of nothingness,
walking the streets of uncertainty.
Being lost in abyss of nothingness;
I know there’s nothing to worry,
it will be fine; heard through grapevine,
promises echo in eternity honey.

Remember something?
when you said believe,
I did, I was in every word;
never knew you’d leave.

There’s no dream to dream;
like I've been drunk in misery,
was I delusional enough;
to not get it out of me?

So how many times I've to die?
wonder if I and you were we;
lost in abyss of nothingness,
walking the streets of uncertainty.
Being lost in abyss of nothingness;
I know there’s nothing to worry,
it will be fine; heard through grapevine,
promises echo in eternity honey.

~Shreya
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P.P.S. Work Of Fiction!

There is not a day when I don't think of you;
its the only thing I’ll forever do,
I remember when the first time you held my hand;
you were standing close to me; it was a november end,
and my tears roll down on your photograph;
when I remember the moments you made me laugh.

Boy you said you will never leave me alone;
there were the days when you used to walk me home,
I remember those bikes that we enjoyed and rode;
do you remember those beautiful paths; together we trod?
and my tears roll down on your photograph;
and just a single thought is enough to turn my mood off.

Those days are gone when we were together?
you said this love will last forever,
and now every time it makes me go shatter;
I know; for you all this doesn't matter,
and my tears roll down on your photograph;
when all your thoughts scratches my core so rough.

All the roses you gave me have turned pale;
they now sing the story of my ail,
you have got your own world, I haven't got mine;
I donno how long it will take me to feel fine,
and my tears roll down on your photograph;
when all your memories divide my heart into half.

With bloodshot eyes I search for you everywhere;
I close my eyes and I see you; I open them and you disappear,
You are the one who has conquered my mind;
I donno how and why I got so blind,
and my tears roll down on your photograph;
when it reminds me of your bluff.

© Shreya ♥

I may have lost many times,
I may have got broken, broken;
I may be stupid in thousand ways,
for I'd kept too much unspoken;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

I know the way I am going,
leads to the crossroads, crossroads;
it may be hard to choose one of them,
for it takes long to get those codes;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

Oh if I lose again this time,
it may knock me down, down;
I may be crushed in pain,
for it takes long to turn me on;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

Imma be okay, okay.
someday someday ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

My Lord has give me so much,
it'd be fair if He takes few of it away, away;
it may leave me feeling rough,
for its not easy to find a way to stay;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

I know I'd be rolling in the bed,
if I have to sleep with a broken heart, heart;
I may feel like completely lost,
for it takes time to mend that part;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

I know people laugh on me,
they think 'am so crazy, crazy;
I may pretend I don't hear them talk,
'cause to forget them is not easy;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

Imma be okay, okay.
someday someday ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

© Shreya ♥

You ignore me.. oh;
but I keep on staring you,
to make me feel good;
your smile is just enough.

And you cut me down;
I bleed but you don’t care though,
and I still hold on;
all your memories, you know.

I am standing here, all alone;
walk away; walk away,
don’t wanna hear all your lies;
for all the times you say-ay-ay-ay.

I’ve seen the real you;
still I stick to my guns,
but you don’t give a ****;
no matter if all my gut churns.

I am content with loneliness;
but its so hard to trust,
it just couldn’t happen to me;
and all my hope turn to rust.

Still am standing here, all alone;
walk away; walk away,
don’t come around ever again;
if you’re not gonna stay-ay-ay-ay.

© Shreya ♥

I wake up in the morning with bloodshot eyes;
the Sun peeks inside my window and wakes me up,
birds sing dawn chorus  and trees dance for me;
and I gaze outside my window, holding a tea cup.

I take shower and get ready for work;
wearing fake expressions of satisfaction,
and walk the crowded roads, where I get lost;
and work whole day with speechless action(s).

There is a weird feeling that conquers my soul;
some call it peace; some call it emptiness,
I am still a slave of destiny and it rules me;
I feel  fragile when tossed between no and yes.

I walk back to home and emptiness waits for me;
I play my guitar and it listens silently; sitting around a corner,
I lay down in my boudoir and lost in imagery;
but emptiness awakens like a strict owner.

I feel insomniac, and emptiness runs me through;
I put my hands back-head and travel the paths of flashback,
when I used to be the owner of happiness and;
now it seems like those days won’t come back.

I twist and turn, and night passes by;
and I wake up with one-minus a day,
I feel handcuffed with laziness but I welcome my morning;
but emptiness still has so many reasons to stay.

© Shreya ♥

When you have a broken heart,
And you can't go back to the start;
When it hurts to move forward,
And you can't go back to your world;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you wanna sleep but you can't,
When you don't get all that you want;
When you find your dreams shatter,
And all your friends begin to flatter;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you lose something you die for,
When you lose all the reasons to adore;
When you work and it doesn't work out,
When you have to face the fall out;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When tears cover your face,
When to wanna win some race;
When you wanna make your dreams,
When you are drowned in the streams;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you wanna confess something,
And you are afraid of the shame it will bring;
When you feel like albatross over your neck,
And it hurts to look back;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you have a broken heart,
And you can't go back to the start;
When it hurts to move forward,
And you can't go back to your world;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you wanna sleep but you can't,
When you don't get all that you want;
When you find your dreams shatter,
And all your friends begin to flatter;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you lose something you die for,
When you lose all the reasons to adore;
When you work and it doesn't work out,
When you have to face the fall out;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When tears cover your face,
When to wanna win some race;
When you wanna make your dreams,
When you are drowned in the streams;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you wanna confess something,
And you are afraid of the shame it will bring;
When you feel like albatross over your neck,
And it hurts to look back;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you have a broken heart,
And you can't go back to the start;
When it hurts to move forward,
And you can't go back to your world;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you wanna sleep but you can't,
When you don't get all that you want;
When you find your dreams shatter,
And all your friends begin to flatter;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you lose something you die for,
When you lose all the reasons to adore;
When you work and it doesn't work out,
When you have to face the fall out;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When tears cover your face,
When to wanna win some race;
When you wanna make your dreams,
When you are drowned in the streams;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

When you wanna confess something,
And you are afraid of the shame it will bring;
When you feel like albatross over your neck,
And it hurts to look back;
Then put all your faith in Lord,
And all your wounds will be cured.

© Shreya ♥

Deepakshi,Mahima,Shivi,Siddhi,Kshma,Shreya,Kanishka
I wish we tie until we die.
Even after death we become ghosts and tie,
I wish even after death we tie.
Those memories together I wish they don't die,
I wish we tie until we die.
Kinshuk,Kartik,Ansh, Rajat, Abhay,Amit,Sahil,Yuvraj,
My brothers I wish we make the strongest bond.
I wish we tie until we die.
Time would pass but memories don't die,
I wish we die until we die.
Lunch during lectures,gossip while teachers teaching, punishment altogether, those morning assemblies.
I wish those memories remain after times flies.
I wish we tie until we die.
Akash and Tanmay of our class are smarties
They solve our fights and our the entertainers.
Deepakshi,Mahima,Kanishka thanks for this adorable friendship of yours.
Siddhi our fights big or small I am sorry for all.
Your friendship gave me many memories thanks for all.
Shivi your caring nature gave me to learn a lot,
Shruti in class I really miss you a lot.
Kshma I love your company sis,
And you will be very successful one day I know this.
Shreya you are a great companion
And a great chatter box.
I love your company a lot.
Kinshuk Amit your are the best brother I got,
and I really love you a lot.
Yuvi Rajat Abhay brothers thanks for the support I got,
And i really appreciate it a lot.
Kartik,Ansh in class you are really missed a lot,
Brothers I really love you a lot.
Thanks for this adorable friendship you all,
I really love it a lot.
I wish we tie until we die

I have been drinking the hemlock;
in the name of love so pure,
it rains all inside me;
haven’t seen the sky so azure.

It’s dark, hard enough to see;
as I leave the world of my bliss,
dreams and all the memories;
that I am going to crucifix.

Even demons could wonder;
sweetest poison it has been,
killing me with no scar;
hidden, yet so serene.

Juliet is on deathbed;
Cupids stabbed her so deep,
flashback runs her through;
makes even angels weep.

Candles blew off, roses turned to pale;
when I sang this serenade,
violins broke and complain;
for the love that was never made.

Even demons could wonder;
sweetest poison it has been,
such was love to me;
a weapon, unseen.

~Shreya ♥
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P.P.S. ..and with this, a pause to love and romantic poems.

Lying on the roof all alone;
under millions of the stars,
having music to cheer me;
counting those darkest hours.

Back in time two years ago;
when I started as a naïve,
few mistakes and some lessons;
followed after my strive.

I am still the same, nothing’s changed;
me and time and my dreams again,
somewhere meet on the way, unplanned;
handful of pleasure and a little pain.
People refused to believe;
all they came for is to complain,
those tears went unnoticed;
when I secretly cried in vain,
am the same, small town girl;
who loved to get drenched in rain.

I know where I have to go;
so what if these roads are unknown,
someday I am gonna make it;
no matter if it chills me to the bone.

Left my heaven behind;
to start the world of my own,
along with my many dreams;
guess a little, I’ve also grown.

But I am still the same, nothing’s changed;
me and time and my dreams again,
somewhere meet on the way, unplanned;
handful of pleasure and a little pain.
People refused to believe;
all they came for is to complain,
those tears went unnoticed;
when I secretly cried in vain,
am the same, small town girl;
who loved to get drenched in rain.

© Shreya ♥

Its 2 o'clock in the morning;
I am staring at the phone and rolling,
but you hasn't called and I;
sit by my window and sigh.

Now am staring at the moon;
hoping you'd call me soon,
but its getting so late now;
imma try to sleep somehow.

And my mind goes into the flashback;
when you said you'll be with me forever,
but forever never comes baby;
so don't say forever, don't say forever.

I am crawling into the loneliness;
I donno what's on your mind and I can't guess,
I hold your memories so strong;
and I think of you all day long.

I wish you'd sweep in like before;
and make a soft knock at my door,
and put your arms around my shoulder;
I've got my cardigan on 'cause its getting colder.

And my mind goes into the flashback;
when you said you'll be with me forever,
but forever never comes baby;
so don't say forever, don't say forever.

Am sliding your pictures on my phone;
am lying on my bed and I feel so alone,
I wish you'd wake me up in the morning;
and I'd pretend that I am sleeping.

Putting your thoughts aside isn't easy;
'cause they play in my mind like symphony,
Am tryna sleep with all your dreams;
keeping phone near and gazing moonbeams.

But my mind goes into the flashback;
when you said you'll be with me forever,
but forever never comes baby;
so don't say forever, don't say forever.

© Shreya ♥

I caught you lost in search of hope;
when rest of the world was asleep,
can read your expressions on the face;
trying hard not to break and weep.

I’ll be always there, right next to you;
when you’re trying to hide your pain,
under the scars that you never show;
and I’ll be always there to explain.

So don’t you ever forget;
that I’ll be always there,
‘cause you’re unlikely hero to me;
in happiness and in despair.
Can count me in when tears roll out;
I won’t be the one you gotta live without,
when your fears fill you with doubt;
I’ll be there, ‘cause you’re all I am about.

But I am scared, and you’re not aware;
if there is no tomorrow in my hand,
I still want you to be the hero;
and I hope you understand.

Been familiar with all your flaws;
that you choose not to tell and hide,
but I want you to know that;
accepted you as you are, out and inside.

Despite knowing your worst mistakes;
and exploring your deepest scars,
you’re unlikely hero to me;
for whom I can keep wishing on the stars.
Can count me in when tears roll out;
I won’t be the one you gotta live without,
when your fears fill you with doubt;
I’ll be there, ‘cause you’re all I am about.

~Shreya ♥
P.S. My creation, please do not copy |  © Protected |
P.P.S. Work Of Fiction!

When I close my eyes;
and slip into the flashback,
I lose myself into the darkness;
where old memories attack.

I got my heart bleeding;
losing my thoughts to oblivion,
all I can feel is numb;
holding a vacuum within.

It gave me the deepest cut;
gonna be the darkest scar,
as the legacy of pain;
its gonna reside in my heart.

Its gonna turn into a hollow spot;
of all the pain that I never talk about,
yeah, it’s something that breaks me down;
but am gonna rise again, gotta cut it out.

Like it was never a part of mine;
that I have tried so much to hide,
its gonna fade away along with time;
won’t be haunting me anymore inside.

But it gave me the deepest cut;
gonna be the darkest scar,
as the legacy of pain;
its gonna reside in my heart.

When I close my eyes;
and slip into the flashback,
I lose myself into the darkness;
where old memories attack.

I got my heart bleeding;
losing my thoughts to oblivion,
all I can feel is numb;
holding a vacuum within.

It gave me the deepest cut;
gonna be the darkest scar,
as the legacy of pain;
its gonna reside in my heart.

Its gonna turn into a hollow spot;
of all the pain that I never talk about,
yeah, it’s something that breaks me down;
but am gonna rise again, gotta cut it out.

Like it was never a part of mine;
that I have tried so much to hide,
its gonna fade away along with time;
won’t be haunting me anymore inside.

But it gave me the deepest cut;
gonna be the darkest scar,
as the legacy of pain;
its gonna reside in my heart.

When I close my eyes;
and slip into the flashback,
I lose myself into the darkness;
where old memories attack.

I got my heart bleeding;
losing my thoughts to oblivion,
all I can feel is numb;
holding a vacuum within.

It gave me the deepest cut;
gonna be the darkest scar,
as the legacy of pain;
its gonna reside in my heart.

Its gonna turn into a hollow spot;
of all the pain that I never talk about,
yeah, it’s something that breaks me down;
but am gonna rise again, gotta cut it out.

Like it was never a part of mine;
that I have tried so much to hide,
its gonna fade away along with time;
won’t be haunting me anymore inside.

But it gave me the deepest cut;
gonna be the darkest scar,
as the legacy of pain;
its gonna reside in my heart.

© Shreya ♥

It was a tuesday night when you walked around me;
with a bunch of 22 roses, hiding at your back and I,
closed my eyes and  you went down on your knees;
you gave me roses and I heard myself sigh.

You walked me home, and I saved those roses;
whenever I look at them they remind me of you,
I wish you could come and I get those days back;
when we visited beautiful places and the sky so blue.

Those were the days when you wrote me beautiful proses;
now it crushes me whenever I see those rotten roses.

I remember the first song I wrote for you;
you played guitar for me and we sang together,
and I caught you staring at me for a while;
and then you started talking about the weather.

I haven’t seen you since God knows when;
you have got your own world and I haven’t got mine,
what about the promises that you made me;
all that dancing in the rain and visiting places in sunshine?

Those were the days when you wrote me beautiful proses;
now it crushes me whenever I see those rotten roses.

© Shreya ♥

Holding back fading memories;
all your thoughts in my head,
insomnia seems no stranger now;
keeps me rolling in the bed,
scrolling down your photographs;
texts that countless times I read,
I wish to sleep for a while but;
chose to think about you instead.

Walking on the highway of uncertainty;
blindfolded, with stumbled feet;
refuse my love and tear me down,
gotta walk alone this one-way street.

Heart doesn't belong to me now;
I doubt as it attempts to run,
am not sure about yours, but;
guess mine won’t belong to none,
losing you rarely bothered;
but losing me was the one,
traumatized in middle of nowhere;
with this existence, guess I’m done.

Walking on the highway of uncertainty;
as I see your promises so paper thin,
refuse my love and tear me down;
I don’t feel alive, killed myself within.

© Shreya ♥

P.S. Inspired by a friend’s story.

A man dressed in red and gold,
in front of the bull with fears, all sold;
as the mighty bull enters the ring,
yellow and magenta cape starts to swing.

Trumpet sounds; he throws a spear at the bulls back,
with the hopes so high, he never lack(s);
at another trumpet he removes his hat,
and makes a bow dedicating the bull’s death.

He dances with the bull,
and the audience there cheers and adore;
he keeps playing on and on,
like a true hero -the Matador.

He waves a muleta, daring the bull to charge,
both keep eyes locked at each other, open so large;
now he stands at ten feets from the bull,
holding espada to stab at bull’s back to null.

The bull falls and dies,
staring the bull-fighter’s eyes;
and audience cheers the victory of the man,
waving white handkerchiefs at the end of the game.

He is awarded dead bull’s tail or hoof or ears,
people there lift him as he reached the stadium door;
he holds a trophy saying victory against his fears;
like a true hero -the Matador.

*I have been reading about the Matador since a week, and it has become an obsession now to know more about the Matador.

© Shreya ♥

I walk the empty streets gazing at the moon;
with hands in my pocket I kick the street pebbles,
its awesome to feel the silence tune;
away from the city crowd and its babbles.
I donno where it leads but its wonderful;
I stand by a lamp post with my hands crossed,
staring at the running city from the river side;
and the beautiful high towers lighted and glossed.

I donno where I am going;
I am somewhere on empty streets,
With my shadow following me;
I am somewhere on empty streets.

I sat down that river side, gazing at it;
I tossed a stone in the river killing my monotony,
and found I have miles to go now;
and cold wind hugged me giving me her company.
Few people passed by, staring at me;
I turned my eyes off faking a smile,
They returned back the smile and moved on;
and I found a way to mend my heart for a while.

I donno where I am going;
I am somewhere on empty streets,
With my shadow following me;
I am somewhere on empty streets.

© Shreya ♥

Heard you laugh in my dreams;
like happy little kids were we,
all those things that scare you;
won’t hurt like a faded memory.

There’s this moon, full and bright,
you in slumber, curled in bed;
thoughts like old pictures of you,
hidden under sheets of tears shed.

Endless vigil, tear-stained pillow;
beautiful cuts and a deep fall,
melancholic it is, isn’t it?
to watch them go who had it all.

Hiding with sinking heart in a corner;
and life doesn’t treat you fair,
the truth is you want to run away;
all consumed up in despair.

Wounds are fresh and they ache;
victim of something unfortunate,
this nobody knows but me;
counting on the happiness so late.

Endless vigil, caressed skin;
all wrapped up in emptiness,
laughing throwing my head back;
so nobody could guess.

© Shreya ♥

I remember the eyes that used to stare me;
the dimples that used to get deeper with smile,
I remember the way you used to walk around;
all that used to make my world happy for a while.

Donno how we parted our ways so far;
time passed you changed but haven’t changed I,
you must be happy in the world of your own;
but I still feel the same, I just cannot deny.

And my heart bleeds like skin between thorn(s);
I feel so bad, hurt to the core like lovelorn.

Why you gotta go, so far away;
it still gives me butterflies to think of you,
I guess it doesn’t make sense to stay;
‘cause I know you never felt the way I do.

So temme, how to get you back;
‘cause I long for you all day long,
is there any option left for me to choose;
or you are someone who to me does not belong.

I wish somebody could be there to make me warn;
before I fell for you, hurt to the core like lovelorn.

© Shreya ♥

Flashback 2 decades;
candies were accolades,
paper airplanes and pistols;
card board houses and plastic dolls,
delayed tuition fee at school;
big kids don’t play but they rule,
bad grades on report card;
never been starred,
rented house, single bedroom;
finally had our little home,
jealousy well defined;
got it? never mind,
pocket money over again;
there comes the bargain,
man, all of the trouble;
so I formed this bubble,
stranger who molested me;
must die worst, I wanna see,
teen age and old radio;
my anger and alter ego,
same shirt thrice a week;
think a lot, never speak,
picked looking at right in the menu;
doesn’t matter what’s the venue,
knew mama saved money in a jar;
some wounds don’t leave a scar,
dropped things back looking at price tag;
ain’t no money in my bag,
man who stole my dad’s money;
ain’t no mercy, may he dies in misery,
dad’s scooter in blue;
man I loved that, they sold it too,
people don’t help but pretend;
imma break ‘em if they don’t bend,
working hard, success will unlock;
don’t say, “do” then we’ll talk,
to my friends in Delhi, sorry;
promise, will see ya soon don’t worry,
life’s a ***** I know;
it’s been quite a show,
know it was a rough patch;
like an itch ya can’t scratch,
but it's on, ***** it's on;
miss me when am gone.

© Shreya ♥

I dream and dare to dream more;
people laugh and I pretend I don’t hear,
I walk the paths of my dream;
with handful of hope and unshared fear(s).

Its been great to try all the time;
rather blaming the things and all,
I may lose and get hurt but;
I’ll pick myself up every time I’ll fall.

Life is a game like Peek-A-Boo;
All we need to do is just watch it through.

I wanna know how it feels like to win;
being a failure every time I paid price,
I have made mistakes but learned from it;
it all happened when I tried twice.

Its all about taking chances;
so I keep my eyes on every chance I get,
to make the best of it can be and;
to realize the things, in dreams I met.

Life is a game like Peek-A-Boo;
All we need to do is to be ready to go.

© Shreya ♥

Its been so long I enjoyed rains;
I don't remember now how to make paper boats,
I kinda lost my childhood somewhere in time;
seems like, on the sea of time those memories floats.

I donno when was the last time I made wishes;
pretending airplanes as shooting stars,
I love to be too stupid to count them on fingers;
rather being a victim of the rat race and political wars.

Those were the days when a single tear was my only weapon;
to get whatever I want and a new toy was enough to make me smile,
now there is nothing that can replace all that;
I wish I could get a fraction of that time for a while.

I donno what I am or what I've done;
all I know is, I wanna get back to square one.

I love to sleep with my teddy;
for I don't wanna grow up anymore,
I would love to fall and learn to walk again;
rather healing my heart hurt to the core.

So am gonna walk the paths of past to my childhood;
where I was as happy and satisfied as kings,
am happy in dolls and paper boats and paper planes;
so don't try to convince me with material things.

I wanna live those days again;
so bring me back my childhood,
I just can't survive in this cruel world;
I would love to be kid again if I could.

I donno what I am or what I've done;
all I know is, I wanna get back to square one.

© Shreya ♥

Going back to the time when I was five;
happy in the world of my own,
I was moms’s doll and dad’s princess;
had a sweet home in a small town.

Tearing pages for paper planes;
making paper boats for the rain,
that’s where my heaven was;
can I get those days back again.

I have grown big now, came far away;
and left my home behind,
gotta go back in time when I was a child;
all these are pieces of me, I gotta find.

Wanna go back to the time when dad;
bought me my favourite toys;
and took me to the festive fairs,
I wanna live again all those days.

My white teddy is lying in a corner;
turned pale and covered with dust,
I don’t have time to play with it;
all my toys got old and turned to rust.

Time sweeps as the pendulum swings;
it got me so big that I,
can’t live my childhood again;
all these are pieces of me, I pick and sigh.

Going back to the time when I was five;
happy in the world of my own,
I was moms’s doll and dad’s princess;
had a sweet home in a small town.

Tearing pages for paper planes;
making paper boats for the rain,
that’s where my heaven was;
can I get those days back again.

I have grown big now, came far away;
and left my home behind,
gotta go back in time when I was a child;
all these are pieces of me, I gotta find.

Wanna go back to the time when dad;
bought me my favourite toys;
and took me to the festive fairs,
I wanna live again all those days.

My white teddy is lying in a corner;
turned pale and covered with dust,
I don’t have time to play with it;
all my toys got old and turned to rust.

Time sweeps as the pendulum swings;
it got me so big that I,
can’t live my childhood again;
all these are pieces of me, I pick and sigh.

Going back to the time when I was five;
happy in the world of my own,
I was moms’s doll and dad’s princess;
had a sweet home in a small town.

Tearing pages for paper planes;
making paper boats for the rain,
that’s where my heaven was;
can I get those days back again.

I have grown big now, came far away;
and left my home behind,
gotta go back in time when I was a child;
all these are pieces of me, I gotta find.

Wanna go back to the time when dad;
bought me my favourite toys;
and took me to the festive fairs,
I wanna live again all those days.

My white teddy is lying in a corner;
turned pale and covered with dust,
I don’t have time to play with it;
all my toys got old and turned to rust.

Time sweeps as the pendulum swings;
it got me so big that I,
can’t live my childhood again;
all these are pieces of me, I pick and sigh.

© Shreya ♥

Who I am so that people will care;
about me and love me in return,
I gotta buy a kerosene can;
pour it all around, let the memories burn.

It crosses my heart all the time;
I shouldn’t breathe it anymore,
there is too much to complain about
but who’s got time to hear to my core.

I gotta buy a gun, or rent it for a day;
and shoot one bullet to my heart,
just one bullet, just one bullet;
and I’ll rest in peace as I’ll depart.

Why does it bother me;
let them do whatever they wanna do,
I must leave them on their own;
and live mine too.

Gotta know who’s gonna miss me;
If no one, whom I’ve to blame,
I call it life and try to live it;
they keep on playing and call it a game.

I gotta buy a gun, or rent it for a day;
and shoot one bullet to my heart,
just one bullet, just one bullet;
and I’ll rest in peace as I’ll depart.

© Shreya ♥

An empty space and unsaid words,
I hold somewhere deep in my core;
I donno what has happened to me,
'cause I was never like this before;

I see you laugh; I see you go,
and I feel myself so low;
I donno how to say those words to you,  
I think of you and you've no clue;
and all this makes me feel so blue,
but what to do, you donno somebody loves you.. oh no!

I write for you, I sing for you,
and the days are left so few;
oh boy temme what to do,
you don't wanna change your point of view.. oh no!
and I can't get my eyes off you,
you make me feel my world so new.

But I feel so blue;
so blue.. oh no!

You are someone that something can't replace,
you are the one whose memories ain't gonna erase;
I feel so blue and tears cover my face,
and I want you to come and embrace.

Oh.. I see you laugh; I see you go,
and I feel myself so low;
I donno how to say those words to you,  
I think of you and you've no clue;
and all this makes me feel so blue,
but what to do, you donno somebody loves you.. oh no!

I write for you, I sing for you,
and the days are left so few;
oh boy temme what to do,
you don't wanna change your point of view;
and I can't get my eyes off you,
you make me feel my world so new.

But I feel so blue;
so blue.. oh no!

© Shreya ♥

The echoes of silence around me;
and my hopeless mute scream,
am gazing outside the window;
and wishing if it could be my realm.

An empty chair next to me;
reminds me of my loneliness,
a corner table full of pills;
makes me feel of my weakness.

Here is my life, I gotta return;
so I gotta depart before my guts churn.

There is peace and white light,
now I can feel no pain;
I can’t feel if am alive or,
am gonna die again.

Here I lie warm in the deathbed;
holding the memories in my heart,
flashback and tears follow;
as I decide to depart.

Here is my life, I gotta return;
so I gotta depart before my guts churn.

© Shreya ♥

I know Cassius is around me;
planning me to back-stab till it digs my heart,
I wish I could unfold the conspiracy;
and again get back to the start.

I will fight till the last drop of my blood;
so am gonna roll up my sleeves and pull up my socks,
to give the best of whatever I can;
to leave no stone unturned and unlock the life box.

But temme how to escape these paranoid humanoids?
who are fair weather ***** and unfaithful guides.

All I can do is to redeem myself;
to mend my shattered heart if I can,
I donno how will I make all this happen?
but imma work out for this plan.

So am gonna burn midnight oil;
when the rest of the world sleeps; then work I,
to winnow the overwhelming odds out;
and make most of the time that passes by.

But temme how to escape these paranoid humanoids?
who stab my heart till into two it divides.

© Shreya ♥

There is a part of me I gotta explore;
it resides in me but yet so unknown,
some where it exists I don’t know;
I wonder if it is a shadow of my own?

It takes me to the untrodden paths;
making me walk on broken glass,
with bleeding feet I travel the road;
losing count, how long left to pass.

Tears refuse to come out;
smile refuses to make the curve deep,
it hurts to the core to act neutral;
I am so complicated, away from sleep.

I have fallen thrice but who is counting;
I am busy in walking too fast,
can’t see anybody around me;
am I the first or the one who came last?

Mood swings have become neighbours now;
they knock my door now and then,
I just pretend I am not home;
I know they’re gonna leave, don’t know when.

I feel like having albatross around my neck;
chocking me deep to the core,
I don’t know what else to wish for;
for I am so complicated, hurt so sore.

© Shreya ♥

For all the bad things that happened;
good ones were never enough at all,
I was stubborn like a fat kid;
whom biggest piece of cake looks small.

Nothing seems to satisfy;
when insomnia hits a little deep,
and when you are tired of trying;
it makes you silently weep.

I wished there was a sandman;
an angel to sing me to sleep,
some best things to dream about;
and some promises to keep.

Am I asking too much;
or my best is never enough?
all my failed attempts;
proved it is gonna be tough.

Loosing hopes in smokes;
in despair I lie,
adding another failed attempt;
tell me what does it signify?

I wished there was a sandman;
for they say sleep is a cure,
is this a disease?
am so sure to be unsure.

© Shreya ♥

Darkness ain't stranger;
pretty familiar with that pain,
that resides somewhere around;
breaks me apart again and again.

Those commitments of happiness;
due since quite long time,
leaves me almost speechless;
like an artist involved in mime.

Got my wounds ripped off;
and there is no more scream,
for it’s hard to feel anything;
being a citizen of stoic realm.

Longing for the difference to feel;
between happiness and sorrow,
that keeps fading away;
in the hope of better tomorrow.

Scars replaced by new wounds;
so foreign to my memory,
overshadows my happiness;
am clueless, so eerie.

Have seen my only hope dying;
yet occupied by fake dream,
knew that’s never gonna turn real;
being a citizen of stoic realm.

© Shreya ♥

I know I'll be pushing up the daisies;
and they will box me up under dust,
layers and layers will cover me up;
and all my bones will turn into rust.


For all those who love me;
place white roses on my tombstone,
light the candles and play operatic music;
for those who don't; walk away I am happy here alone.


Seems like I lost all my senses as I feel so numb;
and don't wake me up; its long back I slept,
I ran and fell after everything I chose;
no body knows; in the darkness I wept.


The Sun will be shining down on me;
and wind will kiss me as it passes by,
rains will shower me and;
moon will be gazing at me singing me a lullaby.


Yes this is how I want my tombstone to be;
am gonna part no more as I do rest in peace,
so am gonna sleep in the arms of Isis;
as from the chains of insomnia am gonna release.

© Shreya ♥

I don’t know why I keep on thinking about you,
Why this world seems to be brand new?
Why I miss you even if I meet you everyday?
Why you seem so far even if you are a call away?

I don’t know why each dream is about you?
Though I know you ain’t my beau;
Why it feels great to see your text?
Why I save yours and delete the rest?

I don’t know why it hurts when you don’t reply?
Why I get down whenever you say goodbye?
Why I always want you to be with me?
Why I write about you in my diary?

I don’t know why I wait for you to come?
Why all your chats make me feel awesome?
Why are you so special for me?
Why your presence makes me feel happy?

I don’t know why I am afraid to lose you?
Why do I find you in everything I do?
I guess I am in love with you;
n I know you don’t and why would you?

But boy no one can love you the way I do,
Cause no one can write poems for you as I do;
I know all this is like a pipedream,
But I promise I will try and redeem.

© Shreya ♥

♥
                                                                         You
                                                                    promised
                                                                me that you'll
                                                         never leave me alone;
                                                     but I know you are leaving
                                               me without letting me know, oh!
                                       And what about the things that you swore.
                                everything was fine, where all those days are gone?
                         When I asked about it, then at my face you slammed the door.
                So am not gonna ask about it, no matter if its gonna hurt me to the core.
                          But I'll miss you forever, I donno how will I live without you;
                                I don't want you to go, 'cause you are my world.. oh!
                                       So what can I do for you, to make you stay?
                                             Oh boy you are the only one I love;
                                                  gimme a chance and we can
                                                      make our life like the
                                                            heaven above.
                                                              so stay, my
                                                                   love.
                                                                     ♥
© Shreya ♥

Imagine a soldier dying at combat zone;
lying in a pool of blood holding flag so high,
crawling in pain to reach his gun;
'cause he don't wanna give up before he says goodbye.


Bullets are crossing his heart;
as he tries to get up; pain breaks his spine,
he falls again with his arm up in air, thinking;
if we weren't at combat zone, we must be sharing glasses of wine.



The flashback runs him through;
he says goodbye to the world; so brute,
and he goes down on knees;
in front of the flag, he makes the last salute.


Sound of gun fire echoes in the sky;
patches of blood are covering every inch of his skin,
he now sleeps in the arms of Gaia;
with lots and lots of wishes buried within.


He never wanted to fight like every mother's son;
and now he lies speechless in despair,
like a hero, he rests in peace;
and people box him up with 21 gun-shots in air.


The flashback runs them through;
they say don't be back to this world; so brute,
and they go down on their knees;
in front of his body, they make the last salute.

© Shreya ♥

I’ve been walking on the one way street;
sky is dark and you can walk along,
I’ve burned down my bridges to home;
know now this is where I belong.

My forgotten insignificant details;
like my fear of speed and heights,
my tear-stained old blue dress;
blood shot eyes and my love for nights.

It’s been loud in my head but I don’t talk;
faded vignettes crushing my mind,
watch me laugh throwing my head back;
I hide when am crashing to whine,
found my comfort in sadness;
know everything I want is fate resigned.

Am here after dark ‘cause Sun rays stab my eyes;
should I jump? for the final fall, fly to my paradise.

I’ve been tired for so long now;
failed enough so I carry on,
each failure stares back at me;
like they were never gone.

A scar right next to my heart;
my love-stained skin, remember?
that gold chain around my neck;
winter, mid-December.

It’s been loud in my head but I don’t talk;
faded vignettes crushing my mind,
watch me laugh throwing my head back;
I hide when am crashing to whine,
found my comfort in sadness;
know everything I want is fate resigned.

Am here after dark ‘cause Sun rays stab my eyes;
should I jump? for the final fall, fly to my paradise.

© Shreya