A Request!

Sometimes when you feel so lost, your pain often feels more than the other. In that moment you don't realise that the other is hurting more. Their actions seem wrong and selfish, in the heat of the moment you do things you regret. 

It becomes tough to apologise when there is no means to communicate and they become incommunicado. At that moment you really just want to hold that person and tell them that it's ok. 

So, you hope that they are reading this and if they are, you wish they know how sorry you are for your outburst. How you forgot that they are in a troubled space and it must not be easy for them torn between their mind and heart. All you would like to tell them is, even though you hurting real bad, you still want them to be fine and ok. Know that they are being missed terribly and know that they are really loved. They can take their time, you are not going anywhere. 

With this, you hope that they will listen to your plea and atleast look out for themselves since you cannot anymore. 

No Good in Goodbye!

Trying to etch words, but your bleeding heart won’t speak to you,

The mind is bewildered, left in unparalleled thoughts lonesome,

The only thing that gushes wild, are the tears from your eyes,

So much pain and misery, missing a person whose quintessence is love,

You’d expect a little bit of sensitivity, because they know the cost of bereavement.

 

Waking up to a nightmare, is the worst punishment for the heart,

You sleep knowing bliss, only to wake up the next instance, when your world is torn apart, 

When you come to know that someone’s chosen path, outweighs the worth of your words,

You become a choice; you become an object, thrown aside when no longer needed,

How stupid it is to think that the damage they've done will heal one day.

The hurt they cause now, will not be disremembered one fine day,

Not knowing that it has created a greater crevice which will never go away. 

When they ghost you and move on, in such an act of pusillanimity is shown,

When they promised they wouldn't leave, they are the ones who run off easy,

Wise men said they don’t deserve your tears or your love, but try telling this to your imprudent heart,

Who adorns the tears like thorns, crying each minute, with no sense just loss. 

 

Past haunts us, that’s for sure, but isn’t it better when someone can share your sorrows,

What lesson then have they learnt, from their heartbreak when their core was crushed, 

How someone left them, how much pain was born, should they not then understand and value the worth of love, 

They say you give most what you never get, because someone is always deserving of it,

When they know what hurt you both, they still snub the person who sees them for the person they are and were,

You still try to provide them with an embrace of solace, a home to rest all their tussles, 

Your arms are empty and ache beyond words because they chose to rest with hurt. 

Even though they think of them as an empty vessel, they still offer you joy and satisfaction,

But when they deny what you have to give, to live a dream and not relive the horrors,

The tears you cry you hoped heal their scars, because you have their good intentions in your heart. 

When your heart begins to mend as it's smitten, they make you realise you don’t even deserve it a little,

You cope how you can, infinite thoughts run like the frenzied storm,

Some prescribe medicines for the pain, while your body burns hot insane,

Some ask you to gulp the pills, and ask your mind to speak its pain,

The body fights, your system crashes, the shock, the pain, you become delirious, yet the world remains unchanged.

If only they knew how much your heart burns, how you escape the thoughts of demise galore,

But what can heal you, when they played your weakness against you,

When they know what kills you, so instead of your heart, they break your soul. 

When you never demand for love, the least you seek is respect,

When you just want their presence, they disappear unspoken,

When you know you are dispensable, is it time for you to leave,

How you want to hear them, feel them, tell them, touch them and love them for their cruelty. 

When you thought you were dealing with pain together, you realise you were alone from the beginning,

When you thought you were dealing with maturity, you realise what a fool you have been,

When you thought you were dealing with intelligence, you realise you are an idiot,

When you thought you were dealing with care, you realise the cruel and selfish disdain,

When you thought you were dealing with civility, you realise what a debauchery you were dealt,

When you thought you were dealing with honesty, you realise you were just another fantasy,

When you thought you knew who that person was, you realise they are just another stranger still,

When you thought all you needed was respect, you realise you are not even worth last words.

When you thought you finally believed in the potential of love, you realise they don’t value your adoration or existence at all. 

When you thought they filled your life, you realise they left you high and dry, 

When you thought you finally let destiny guide your path, the change, the upheaval what happened is all,you realise you still miserably love that someone, if only something would bring them back. 

Power of Love!

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Sometimes life seizes an unlikely pirouette,

From how you shape and see it disclose,

Dreams so unwearyingly intertwined,

Just wane along the pathway,

We long for happiness and humble ecstasies of life,

But heartaches and agony lay in our minds,

We pursue love, we pine for intimacy,

But triviality and solitude is what we acquire.

Then in the bustling of the birdies,

And the rhythm of the rain,

In the sunniness of the sun,

And the sparkling of the stars,

There waltzes merely, an immortal hope,

Bringing somebody in your being,

It voices the worth of amity,

It gives you the audacity and the resolve to go on,

And teaches you to care, to understand, to share,

You thank the one above, for letting you find love again.

You!

Maybe it is not meant to be,

I don't want to force my way to you,

I have things under control,

I have full constraint.

But my feelings are true,

Mind is confused,

To be in love with a stranger,

It's not an easy thing to do. 

I cry because I wish things different,

I cry because I got a glimpse of glorious things,

I cry because I lost you before I could have you,

I cry because I feel adrift without you. 

You may not love me back,

Funny thing is am used to that,

Unrequited love is my thing,

Tears are my true beloved.  

You may think yourself not worthy,

Try looking from my eyes baby,

If you cannot see it still,

Open your ears and listen within. 

Your passion, the ardour,

Your care and feelings,

How you open up to me,

How you made me feel needed,

Your attitude, your ethics,

Your tears, your stubborn heart that sings,

How you cut from the world,

How for a minute you saw peace in my arms,

How you make me smile,

When you are hurting inside,

How you hurt me and then try,

To make me feel better and smile,

How I can tell you all my secrets,

How I want to kiss that neck without refrain,

How I want to sit beside you,

Hold you close when you are lost,

Your jokes, your wit and your harsh words too,

You amaze me with the silly things you do,

How you anger me in a minute,

How you made me a stranger in a second,

How can I talk to you about everything,

How you shield me from threats,

How you anger when I am hurt,

How you worry and how you slurp,

This is what I see in you,

Your modesty, your memories,

Your dreams and hopes too. 

What is written, will be for sure,

Maybe I might not be your home,

But I see a man who hurts a lot,

But I also see the heart with love galore,

I may not be what you want in life,

I cry because I wanted you to change your mind,

Maybe not be the love of your life,

Maybe just be a friend in disguise.

But you know me and my stubborn heart,

It feels and tries to touch your strings afar,

You push me and force my hands apart,

I can't show you the pain it feels,

My heart cries to be with you,

Unintentionally to spare me the exact

One day you will forget my existence,

It kills me truly to face this trepidation. 

Silent day, Silent night!

Silence helps,

The world shouts,

You become numb,

Sometimes you need,

To be on your own,

See how it feels,

To be in your zone. 

You seek guidance,

From the alimighty,

You fear your wounds,

Might never subside,

Then they turn to scars,

Only to be pulled apart.

They say time heals,

They say a lot of things,

They say have patience,

They say slay your demons,

But what they never say,

Is the pain you have to face,

It eats you inside, every night. 

So many types of pain we feel,

Some change us and,

Some change the way we feel. 

I sat still today,

Saw the world from everyway,

It does not help to see,

People happy and at peace,

Then I went to one and asked,

What is the secret to it all,

No one knows the answer to this,

They all live each and everyday it seems.  

Expect them not to serve your heart,

Don't think they think you are worth a lot,

Days to week to months to years,

You will just become a memory dear!

And then I thought of everyone,

Who once was mine and now are gone,

I made the effort always,

I knew their worth always,

So maybe I need a step back,

To merge in the world at large,

A tiny hope that someone will find me,

Someone will see my worth as I saw in many. 

When You Love Someone!

When you love someone,

You'll do anything, 

You'll do all the crazy things that you can't explain,

You'll shoot the moon, put out the sun, 

When you love someone,

You'll feel it deep inside,

Like nothing else can ever change your mind,

When you want someone,

When you need someone,

When you love someone. 

You'll sacrifice, you'd give everything,

You won't think twice,

Insane are these delights,

You'd risk it all, no matter what may come,

You'll shoot the moon, put out the sun,

When you love someone! 

A Stubborn Tear!

It is not up to you to fix people,

You cry for people, who won’t cry for you,

What you need is an equal promise of trust,

A heart that you have deserves the one who appreciates, is a must. 

What is once dead, no miracle can make it alive again,

You choose how you want to be,

Peace is in its acceptance really,

Happy are those who cherish the love they had,

But give another chance a try.

A life is meant to be lived,

Different phases are meant to be loved,

There will be who you love dearly,

They may not always cherish you so.

You are a person, who needs love,

And some of your hopes fulfilled,

Till when you will take the hurt,

Turn this heart into stone cold.

What’s meant to be will always find a way,

Your journey with some is meant to part ways,

Everyone offers their all when the choose someone new,

Otherwise no one would crave for the lost love and soul.

But people often forget they are not God,

Instead they want you to forget all you felt as all,

They have no right to force you apart,

How do they know the hurt they cause will heal,

They never remain too long to see the damage it seems. 

Fly as you are meant to,

Rise above the ones, who don’t value you,

Once a lesson learnt, if you don’t who is the fool,

Rid yourself of hands, that don’t want to hold you.

No one is special in this world,

It’s your affection for them that makes them so,

It’s better to be alone, than be with someone who does not desire you,

Be who you are, be strong to let them go.

It shouldn’t be tough,

When you think you can heal them,

Because one day they will leave with another,

Who did not accompany in their journey of healing their soul,

Then they will see no reason,

Then they will crave the other,

Because you are not the one they look for. 

But even then a stubborn tear falls,

All the pain enveloped in one,

It’s easy for them to leave and go back to their sadness,

Who takes care your tears, as they fall rapid.

How do you stop your heart to care?

What can you do to stop the ache,

Aching to hold them and cry out the pain,

Feelings shaped into words wait,

To be uttered to the one, they dare. 

So you cry and cry, till there is nothing left,

You become hollow and numb again,

What can you do, how can you convince,

The problem is not convincing them but your dear heart to begin with.