The Universe keeps giving,
Everytime a part more than I give to it.
But this time it was through a person.
The art of attachment had always scared me,
For it was the beginning of every loss.
Ever since, it really did take a lot.
One among the crowd,
effortlessly took up all my tantrums of detachment and kept my theories proven wrong.
And to that soul,
All I can say is I will forever have your back.
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Amidst the small crowd of old teens,
Through the classes of bones and babies,
We laughed at a common thing,
Not knowing what life kept us waiting for.
A fine lacuna between these years,
Years full of sun and moon,
Leading us to the path of binding,
But now, amidst a cluster of adults.
A day out,
Vibing the vacant spaces of half a decade,
Still never made me think,
You would champion me through these aloof days.
A reason I'm coming out unbending,
I'll be for ever thankful,
For this universe has given me a cater-cousin.
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Somedays you are judged,
For all your conscious actions,
And for all of the times you have been transparent.
But how do you let that judgement have a touch on you?
Does it just let you lie down full of guilt a few nights?
Is that guilt out of the space you have given to be questioned?
Or is it you sighing to stand up for yourself because the world fails to hear it yet?
Or are you just thinking that you are in the wrong world as I am?-
Some nights starry,
Some cloudy,
A few with bright moonlight,
And a few just as blank as it could be.
It is different every other night,
Jogging my memory with different emotions,
But also telling me in silence,
That the peace I am seeking for lies within,
And taking me back to penning it down.-
Have you seen her eyes,
Fight with all the emotions?
Or are you one among them
Who only saw her lips
Faking a few words with a smile?-
No soul masters it,
But the Universe had planned all of this,
The very moment your lungs first inflated!
People will leave you at some point,
And you will leave the rest at an other.
Either of it reflects the spontaneity of Life,
'Cause a moment can change your entire way of living.-
There are some days in your life,
You look back at it,
And realise you haven't made it to anywhere better.
And a few days,
Which you wish were never reminded of to look back at.
And somehow thats the difference,
Happy days then ironically making you sad now.-
Sometimes you are stuck.
Stuck between two people,
Not wanting to let go of both.
You know they both deserve your time,
And you know the one that understands.
Understands it everytime,
The lack of everything.
You know you make efforts,
In belief that you would be understood.
Darling,
You are understood,
But somehow a bit farther from you were.
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As you wait for the day to end,
The night sets in
And so does your true self.
The lucky ones would be fast asleep,
But you and I keep dwelling in thoughts.
Its okay to let go,
Not for yourself but for their sake.
And you lie down there trying to understand,
Understanding it all your life,
That somehow things could be the other way,
And now there is nothing left to change it over.
They'll say accept it,
However you know there's only one way,
To live through it everyday,
And fall for it every night.
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And sometimes,
You are just dwelling between the two,
Helplessness and Acceptance.
Are you gonna pick one?
But why does it feel like when the former comes the latter always follows?
Rather choose to flow with it.
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