A slight hope

It is an endless road like life’s timeless spree,
The burdens of which don’t set our minds free.
So I have no clue of what is happening now,
Because my heart’s in a constant state of slumber somehow.

Waking me up everyday but without a sense of life,
Feels little, as if I’m sleepwalking in broad daylight.
Though at dusk, I see a spark of light on a dark forest path,
But not a hint of it in my own shallow heart.

That stays lost but with a slight hope,
That someone someday will find me.
And wake me up from this dreadful dream.
Erase all memories, that give and snatch life’s gleam.
Flow my remains, the ashes of our love in a holy stream.
And prepare for my anxious soul to finally rest in peace.

Ever again

I wonder how it is possible,

To live in worlds two different.

And yet really be nowhere.

How it happens, that I live intoxicated 

in your love that once existed,

Inebriated in your memories

That we both created and celebrated. 

Because where I live, 

I can’t seem to find any of it.

The reassurance of your love

And the comfort in your hug

I  cannot seem to feel again.

Your voice calling out my name

The moments hidden in each photo frame

I cannot seem to forget.

Your cries of love from the other side of the phone

My insensitivity while I was grooving alone

I just cannot seem to forgive.

I am glad

From a street full of clutter and noise that is deafening,

I scamper back to my room and latch myself in.

Leaning next to the window, I glare at the outside tree.

Only to realize – the chaos is me and my own debris.


Tomorrow if you make a trip to my mind,

I wonder how much of confusion you will find.

How I am running backwards to catch what’s no longer mine,

Consciously refusing to accept that you have left me behind.


And it is not as if I don’t know what is true,

Just that it is my life’s solace in reminiscing what is ‘you’.

Keeping your flame alight in my heart,

With each memory trip, burning myself a scar.


Maybe it is not the best thing that I do,

But I am glad that in this, I am not dragging you.

Although amid every wise advice, I only hear your voice,

But I am glad, that atleast you made the right choice.

Still in love

The sun to my day and the cool to my mind.

Without you, this world is dark and a place unkind.

For you are the breeze that makes my spirits fly,

Your absence for me means suffocation under wide open sky.

The food to my soul and light to my spirit,

Why shouldn’t I call you the reason of my being.

For without you, this world is an abyss dark,

And I seek solace from every memory, every scar.

That childlike smile, that innocent face,

The seamless ways in which you enter my mind space.

Yes, I am making many attempts to rise above,

But you can’t hate me while I’m still in love.

Far you are from me today, but tell me how I should separate

Your presence from my life, when you are the blood in my veins.