what was it about him?

what was it about him?

that made her restless when she was away from him
that made her calm when she was with him


what was it about him?

who could bring tears of happiness
who could make her laugh when was supposed to cry


what was it about?

the touch which heightened her senses
the warmth that made her forget everything


what was it?

that her voice was enough for him to know what she was going through
that her gaze was everything like an open book for him


what was it between them?
they missed each other even when they were away only for hours
they had to just be with each other to nourish their soul

A Different World

Like any two people they built their world
Slowly and slowly
Their feelings, thoughts and words formed into some wonderful place

They spent most of their time there
A place they created in their heads
Above the world and above everyone else

Floated away in the clouds
Clouds of euphoria all around
Surrounded with…
laughter of innocence
Sight of beauty
Music of soul

They lived in the blissful memories and
Picturesque dreams

Sometimes they looked below and mocked at the world
Like they were the Gods above
Leaving everything negative below
Judgemental
Sadness
Pain

Things had to be pure to float and to reach their world
And that is why it was so special to them
Now the below world often pulls them
and they remain tied below

Trips they take
Whenever they can
To escape
To meet
To live actually

A world which doesn't exist in reality
But it means to them more

Again

Years changed over the calendars
But the day remained the same
Time slipped away like silk
But I could still feel the pain

How I wish I could sleep away
Through out the day
Like a day was deleted from time

I thought of it holding it well the next time
But I failed
I failed everytime
Heart is heavy and so are the eyes
Throbbing pain for which morphine hasn't been discovered

Its such a long day
I have to overcome in so many ways
I have to come out of it again
I hold it all together again
Just hoping it won't fall and spread over again

Again

Again

Again

It all happens again
I feel everything again
I feel pain again

Like being bad sometimes

Cherish the moments of watching enemy in pain
Feel elevated for the downfall of someone
Feel blissful when supposed to be drowned in regret
Thoughtful construction of sentences to put up your say

I like being bad sometimes
I love to turn away

Greed's magnitude amplified and uncontrolled
Sometimes it makes your way
Secretly watching naked sinful bodies
And then hide it away
Jealous for a moment from visible success
Finding it hard to keep up the right way...

A little devil resides inside of me
Wicked fully smiles
In moments of
"Not supposed to"
A little devil resides in everyone of us
No matter how much we deny

It is going to glued to us
Till we wave a goodbye

Contrast

Gulped liquids of beliefs.... and suddenly made to believe everything was a lie.....Shakes the soul from within.... kills ones identity

Thinking now and then
Who am I?
An ignorant or a victim

Somebody else I am
Afraid I am
Hesitant I am
Confused I am

At a time was sure of things which were in question

Now, questioning surety of everything

Wondering I am
Calm I am
Thinker I am
Learner I am

Growing in every moment
Every situation of life

A fighter I am
Something I will always believe

Lost

A loss was a realization....

Of immense happiness that i felt....

Of the moments that i actually lived...

Of the guilt for mistakes that i did

Loss brought me to new world

New reality...

New possibilities...

New constraints....

I have to learn to live without...

I have to accept the emptiness...

I have to take my eyes off the past and look ahead...

It’s difficult although.... 

but you continue anyways...

I m in love with a person who isn't real now...

I m in love with memories

I m in love with a time which has passed...

And this undefinable love gives a real strength 

but still so many gains cant ever be compared to what i have lost...

Little Moments

Little Moments of Madness
is all that I have

Little Moments of no Logic
is all that I have

A little loss of identity
is all that I have

A little forgetfulness
is all that I have