You wanted my side of the world from your side of window but thats not how you envision it.
My nights are darker than yours
Mine hollow skies encounters moon once in a while
You talked of roses without the thorns

Probably We share only one thing in common the boundary which seperates our worlds.

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Free enough but still restricted
Breathing enough but it still seems suffocating
Its peaceful around but still there is a chaos within
Cured enough but scars of healing are still visible
Screaming loudly but there's no voice !
Wanted to cry my heart out but Not even a single drop of tear came out
Things seem fulfilled but still there is emptiness

The time is eternal but limited
Things are really existing as it is or its a reflection of duality and oxymoron...

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From Piercing my Silence
To being a melodious noise within
From finding difficulty to understand the words
To reading in between the lines
From suffering to being a pain absorber
And filling the verses inside out of them
From being broken to loosing the fear out - What else can ruin me ?
From solving the undeciphered puzzle
To realizing everyone has a destined piece of it to solve
- Dear me you changed progressively !

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Have I changed a lot ?
- Yes but a bit ,
Yesterday i wanted the time to change for me
Today i have changed with it
-Now I read faces more precisely
Ignorance no longer heeds me
Now I smile away on my aches
Endurance and healing has been a Part of mine
- The Wounds are still intact deep within
But they no longer pains me.
I am always a reader and learner , its infinite,
But now considered as storyteller for few , a special character for choosen one , and an anonymous script for some.

- My verses valley which once seems to be droughting are probably re-emerging ..

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Have I changed my path everytime you turned towards me ?
- Have you ever noticed the number of times we tried merging our ways ?
Do I always prefer being in the closet of my quietness !
- Have you ever heard me echoing inside my voidness ?
Am I always a stranger to you
- Were you not a stranger in my myths and a secret character in all my verses ?
Am I the reply to all your question !
- Don't you think there was a hidden answer in each of my question ? .

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You were the destinty
I was the lost traveller

I was the ink
You were the undeciphered scribble.
A pause of moment to look back

I was the sand clock
You were the flowing sand

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Life is too long
End is not the option
I may be in the blanket of darkness right now.
But sooner or later
I know i will glow.
The journey i started will reach it ends
I know my shine is delayed
But its not vanished.

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Sadness sometimes is like inbuilt addiction
Being entirely familiar with reason of our sadness ,
But still our emotion seeks for being sympathize by other.

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Staring at sky in dark night
Its a delightful sight
When the whole word is asleep
While the stars are twinkling and
radiating brilliant gleam
In the silent gloomy night.
And Withdrawing the ink from vast sky
To fill up the blank verses, and have a last try.

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Lets not too much bother about the past
Without being too much ambitious about future
Lets put in the full effort right now in present.
As Life is full of uncertainities.
Still it provides many oppurtunity.
# Either strive to achieve your dreams
Or get ready to deprive of them forever. Remeber this is only the right time.

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