If you believe in putting no extra efforts for transparency then a lucid inclination from loved ones is what you must not ever expect...
Philia is what arises and stands strong if valued and expressed ....

Also not always all gestures are sweet...
Sometimes sour memories are important to invade through the odd traits...
To either set them right
Or
To embrace them with all what it takes...

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It's always better

to watch your actions before spitting words...

And

to have a grip on your self before judging others...

As above all...
Unique are the persons all around
&
Unique are their qualities...

Attempts to mould the creature again would decrease the visible clarity 🙂🙃...

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Traumatized I am to speak anything in front of you...

I face more ignorance and disrespect than acceptance...

My heart is more scared to lose you rather than losing my own self under your ego....

No denial, that I spill a lot more of my heart out...
But isn't my words a combination of peaks and valleys...

What shall be the moral of you call a good story....
A story with stepping stones of self suppression and sacrifice...

Or a Story of realisation, understanding and expression...

No doubt we hurt each other....
But will not it be really warming if you too will put some efforts to make me smile ....

And pat hand around my head to make me feel safe under your vigour...

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It's ok to sometimes forget that you do have a life n a life partner in it...

It's ok sometimes not to call them even if you need them badly...

It's ok to not call it a life when you have no one around....

It's ok to cry in the corner of a dark room n not let your emotions out in front of anyone...

It's ok to feel worthless everyday n still try to live and wait for the day...they will understand....

It's ok to sometimes behave in a awkward manner even with the one you always wondered to be open.....

It's ok to not always frame your sentences.....
And vent the toxins out of your horizon....

N it's ok sometimes to not write a perfect poem though ...

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Shattered into pieces
Have no more courage to share my feelings with anyone...

Deep down inside somewhere I wasn't longing for a Life partner but a best friend for life....

Yes but not all dreams come true right...
So it's ok sometimes to accept that life is not what we expect always...

And undoubtedly you will be demeaned untill they will understand or atleast try to understand you by the core...

It's ok to be broken....broken into a thousand red pieces of glass drenched in blood....

Do you really believe that you are the one who's suffering...
No.... obviously it's a nooo...

But it's hard to accept that the world is still going...the world is still smiling...
Smiling through the scars of what tore them into a heap of dry petals...

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Amidst the hues of life
We are lost somewhere between black and white....

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Yun na bhatak aur na bikhar
Tham jaa jara bhar saans le

Bisele har padarth ko
Kar de bhasam aur taap le

Sunya teri har ghadi me
Har ghadi tera ab saanth he

Thaam le iis dherya ko ab
Uljha hua alfaaz he...

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Aek safar tu jindagi
Har pal tera aek raaj he

Na kal teri uus chaal pe
Tha bas mera na aaj he

Le chale tu jab jahan
Kahan apna koi jor he
Yaadein humaari yaadon me ab
Har ghadi aek yaad he..

The hasin wo pal wahan
Nanhe kandhon ka jahan saath tha
Har fudakte khwaish ka tab
Apna hi andaaz tha....

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Overwhelmed somewhere with the breeze of life....
Struggling to smile through the scars

No one is there and will be again
To push out through the fussing bars

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दिल भारी सा हो गया हे
तन्हाइयों से क्यों यारी सा हो गया हे

दिल की रेत पे कुछ बिखरा सा पड़ा हे
जैसे दर्द से भरा एक यादों का घड़ा हे।

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