क्यूँ बेवजह उन गलियों में जाती हूँ
जाने अनजाने वही ख़ता दोहराती हूँ
मिल जाता है कोई फिर बिछड़ने के लिए
शायद मैं ही एक अधूरी कहानी हूँ ।

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Old school Love

I won't ask for expensive gifts,
Neither chocolates to calm me down.
Just talk to me about random things,
And meet me at corner of our town.

Won't give you silly nick names,
Will never use tantrums to pin you down.
Will hold your hand through all the odds,
Till the day I have an aisle to walk down.

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Her 20’s

Touching the sea-shore in her early 20’s
A lot of dreams, fresh and stale gushed by
Learning the water, watching others sway
She flapped her arms and made some way

Riding on the peppy waves of her mid 20’s
She was delighted by every year passing by
Lived in the moment and never been shy
Trumpeted all her feelings to the open sky

Slowly setting foot into her late in 20’s
The waves slackening into parked water
Tangled in the yarns of past and future
She wonders if this is how she will mature

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End of an over-thinker

I am just mad
Neither at anyone, nor at anything ..
But there is this constant feeling
of incompleteness and that’s killing me..
It’s long enough that I have been trying to tame it..
It’s not surrendering, leaving me no choice but to fight it.
Even if I win it’s gonna come back later, stronger and bolder.
With an intension to leave nothing behind when it leaves.

And Now,
I am scared..
Neither of anyone, nor of anything.
But there is this constant feeling
of getting defeated and that’s scaring me.
Will I ever taste it? The victory,
Yes, that feeling of liberty and joy,
Free from your own doubts and self pity,
I have been trying to ignore it, trying hard not to pay attention,
But will it ever leave me? Ever leave me so that I can finally breathe..

And Now,
I am trapped,
Neither by anyone, nor in anything
But I am under this canopy of thoughts,
All dark and filled with fear and trepidation,
With no slit or vent for the shine.
It’s overcrowded, more than I can ever handle,
Why I do this to myself every single time,

Asked the over-thinker while dying..

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My memories roll into my thoughts.

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A dream, that everyone is struggling to live the way they wanted

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Me saying I NEED TIME and he saying I WILL WAIT.

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I will wait for you to open your eyes
Because that’s where my world lies

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The rain would visit them more often
And their love would be never seasonal.

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Building the lego alone which we bought together,
But It will never be complete because,
Some pieces went missing when you left.

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