A New Year, New Dreams, New Me!

Every year we make new resolutions. Every year we make new promises. Every year we make new dreams and those give rise to new hopes. As we move to a new year, what happens to all the resolutions, promises, dreams and hopes of the last year? Just like the 365 days that pass away or rather fade away taking with them the happy and the bad times, all of them are forgotten. They leave the body and merge into the universe.

If you look at it, nothing in this world is stationary, so why should you be. Why should we be hung up on a goal, on a dream or a person or a memory. This is what traps you. Hinders your growth. Change is inevitable. Growth is mandatory, it is our choice whether we want to flourish in the light or grow damp in the dark. 

Treacherous Terrains

There she sauntered the meadows a loner,

An isolated figure, transient amid the foliage,

Weary, wandering forlorn, shrouding away from adversity,

Merging with the panorama, cloaked in melancholy,

Through the passage of time, she bore the encumbrance,

She swore on his sins, whilst he lingered in the streets,

Trouncing the pain, she masked with a smile, journeying brazen,

Clutching her own, belligerent and enduring,

Imprisoning the tears, she strode with her pride,

Lush life enfolds her, hope soars acrid,

Life and the mysteries defined,

She hides from the pain in visible sighs,

Hungry for comfort, she sought relief, denied.

Memories!

Just a bunch of words,

Some notes of your voice,

Is all that's left of you,

Everytime I hear you,

I begin to think,

Why did I choose you. 

A tear filled with the memories,

Of hopes and dreams that could be,

Slip silently down my cheek,

For the cloud of lies spreads,

Like thunder that kills. 

A path not chosen,

Yet remembered so,

Just waiting for the day,

It's lost once more. 

Kiss like you mean it!

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The perfect kiss. So many generalities, so many essentials, so many anecdotes and yet no one can really express the perfect kiss. The burden on the first kiss is often what really creates havoc in a relationship. Bibliophiles or story tellers (specifically love stories) will tell you how the perfect kiss is supposed to beget butterflies, how it’s supposed to make you go weak in your knees or how it’s supposed to point you to the one.

I wouldn’t say that I’ve had a share of my kisses. A kiss to me is one of the infinite ways to tell your beloved or rather show your beloved that he still makes your heart skip a beat. The kiss that leaves a tingling feeling, bruises your lips to the point where the world know you’ve been thoroughly kissed is the one you should long for.

A perfect kiss for me is never the first; it’s always the kisses that come after. A kiss for every sensation, every sentiment. A kiss that is given on the forehead or a peck or the lustrous kiss that gnaws the lips off. I like the ones that start slow. There is something about the pace of a kiss that ignites you. It tells you that your lover wants to give each lip the attention it deserves. Each lip is left burning and aching for more. The string of small fluttering kisses that sparks your core. The way the tongue traces the lips, just before it possess yours. The way each lip is owned, the way the hands work and traces the contour of your face. The kiss that deepens further and engulfs you in passion. The kind of kiss that explores your soul, that’s the perfect kiss.

Everyone has their own definition of that perfect kiss. Maybe that kiss you don’t get the first time around, maybe it comes to you when you have kissed a million times. But when it comes, you’ll know and that’s the kiss, that moment, when you know that you’ve finally found the person you want to kiss for the rest of your life. So, keep that moment with you and treasure it. You never know maybe you’ve already had that perfect kiss and maybe just maybe you have to yet discover and own it.

So, what’s your perfect kiss?

Uncertainties of Love!

After you give yourself to someone and expect them to take care of you, we often in love lose our worth. At the hands of the one we love, we expect them to value the love. Question is, the one we choose, are they worth it?

If you have a lot of love to give, you need to find someone who returns it in the way that satisfies and justifies your love for them as well. Half hearted effort and emotional torture is just a sadistic way to boost self ego. 

Often it happens that people play with the feelings of another. Everyone has a past, but if you don't learn from it, it's going to repeat itself. In my life, i've learnt one thing, love and be happy, if unrequited mourn for your love because it's needed but don't keep looking at the past. There is someone out there who is willing to love you the way you want to be loved. Find them. There is a chance where you will be misguided again and your heart will break again but imagine if it doesn't, imagine if you get love back. 

Lost!

A fluttering of wings,

A desire within,

A shape it holds,

A pair of hands cold,

A persona so different,

A thin veil to see,

A clarity one seeks,

A reality is seen,

A run ending in chase,

A memory slipping thin,

A crown thrashed to the ground,

A lie caught, now afar, unfound!