What is it
To know
That you're going to die
Soon
May be today
Or tomorrow
Who knows
Laying, thinking
All the time
To make the best
out of the remaining
But then,
You know
That fear
Those faces
Of your people
Keeps you away
From your own happiness.
But what about those
Who have to watch you
Deteriorating day by day
Skin by skin
Bone by bone
Blood by blood.
Fast and knowing
You're not going to get better
Any time soon.
But they keep on doing their best
You keep on doing your best
Cause
That little ray of hope remains.
Wednesday, 25 February 2015
Death
Monday, 16 February 2015
Valentine
She stood upfront the mirror
At night brushing her teeth
When she played her whole day
On and on repeat.
Yes it was a perfect day
For her, may be for him?
She flushed at the thought of her
Blushing all over the street.
Different people
Having different perception
Of what is called perfect,
For her, this was it
A day that had passed so well.
Each emotion, each feeling
Still digs deep inside her head.
Lying inside her blanket
She wonders why he still hasn't?
Asked that very question
Which her heart longs for then.
She picks up her phone
With courage and fear,
To ask him, the very same.
When her eyes filled up with joy
May be a tear instead.
It was him,
His message
Of what she waited for long,
And it stated, those nine letters,
Ever thine, ever mine,
Dear,
Will you be,
My VALENTINE? ♥
.
.
.
.
At night brushing her teeth
When she played her whole day
On and on repeat.
Yes it was a perfect day
For her, may be for him?
She flushed at the thought of her
Blushing all over the street.
Different people
Having different perception
Of what is called perfect,
For her, this was it
A day that had passed so well.
Each emotion, each feeling
Still digs deep inside her head.
Lying inside her blanket
She wonders why he still hasn't?
Asked that very question
Which her heart longs for then.
She picks up her phone
With courage and fear,
To ask him, the very same.
When her eyes filled up with joy
May be a tear instead.
It was him,
His message
Of what she waited for long,
And it stated, those nine letters,
Ever thine, ever mine,
Dear,
Will you be,
My VALENTINE? ♥
.
.
.
.
Ps: pure fiction, written on Valentines day, posted a little late. Hope you all had an amazing one this year. :)
Thursday, 5 February 2015
Sun, my.
You're my sun
I know the more I come close
Ill burn
But I can't help it you know
I can bear it
All of it
Just for you my dear
You're my sun
You give me light
Give me hope
Help me, my fears to cope
You're my light
You show me the way
Like a guardian
A friend.
And I couldn't ask for more.
I know,
You'll burn me one day or so,
May I'm burning a little inside now
Those rashes, those scars,
I don't mind
Those tiny things
You're my light
Always have been
Guiding me
Towards the dark or the light?
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