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

Synonyms for Suffering

My throats thirsty

Neck is narrowing to closure

My eyes have been eluded from reality

My heads heated up

My hands are hopeless when it comes to save me

My leg lingers

My heart feels hopeless all the time

My soul is synonym for suffering

Koshish

Koshishen ki kayin...
Par koshishon mein khaamiyan rahi....
Shayad koshishon ki wajah nahi...

Koshishon mein chah nahi...
Rahen mili aur bichad gayi...

Manzil khone ka afsos nahi...

Shayad kho jaane ka nasha hi kuch aur hai...
Ab iradon se pehchaan nahi....

Hope till the end!

If everything would have been according to logic and plans…..The word Hope would have never existed….. Probability is just a subject to learn… but things do not turn out in that way….it always deviates….

So what do we learn? Hope is something completely opposite, something very illogical. When there is nothing to confirm we say hope for the best. Hope keeps the best in you, everybody around you.

Hope ….dream….let yourself live…. Not follow….but flow….

Infected

It was all a clear world before mankind infected it with its own disease. The sun rose everyday to the transparent rivers, the cool scented air, the harmonised creatures. Everything was connected. The creatures evolved. Man came into existence, intellect came into existence, greed came into existence.

The world was infected! Deflected from its simple way of living.

Man could never get along! So he made his way differently.  Couldn't feel the quake like the birds did, couldn’t feel happiness of the rain like thirst did, couldn’t feel the warmth in sunlight like the frozen leaves did.

The nature got along so well. Understood every element, every sign, every tell. It felt all different were connected, like a huge string going all around, around everything.

Man was the alien! Man’s invention was the disease.

It could not feel the nature’s love nor the pain. Man just used to its own benefits.

The infection of greed spreads and it grows, it will reach its saturation until the world is hollow, the world is empty, the world is dead.

Simply Love

If loving u had types to select from....
I would love u in everyway...

If love meant expressing...
All day I would say....

If love meant to win....
farthest u I wud chase...

If love meant admiring...
Uninterrupted I would gaze...

If love meant surrendering....
I would be ur slave....

Unexpected

I didn’t want you to loose or win

I really didn’t want anything

I expected nothing

Pretending neutral

Hiding sorrow from the world

You found me

Gave me without asking

What I really need

Deep down which I plead

Simply made me feel love

Like sparkling stone in dark

You made me smile

Washed away my hurt

I am transparent when you look at me

Ur look goes down to the core

I didn’t want you to fall for me

But still… you held me…picked me up

Even with scars all over me

You looked at me

Like nothings wrong

So easily you made me feel love

I found you at the most unexpected hour

Like a warm holding hand in dark

On the way out

Towards a new start

Lost & Found

Its a beautiful state of mind

A little below conscious

A little above sub conscious

From outside it might seem like

You're lost...disconnected

But inside u find the most worthy things

Creating a world as u want it

The working mind stops

The creative wakes up

Grooming the purest and instigating thoughts

Building walls around it

Protecting it against the pressures of the world

Your own thoughts survive

Breathe without hesitation

Its a beautiful state of mind

Even though not real

Makes u feel content