One Player.

It isn’t anyone’s fault,

That they don’t fall in love,

With the person who loves them the most.
It isn’t anyone’s fault,

They don’t reciprocate feelings,

Feelings so deep,

To break the biggest of icebergs,

With the warmth of your soul.
It isn’t anyone’s fault,

They love someone,

Who seems unworthy of their love,

And you love them,

Having only them residing in your heart.
It isn’t anyone’s fault,

That they capture your heart,

And crush it into pieces,

That they flow in your blood,

But restrict it at the same time.
It isn’t anyone’s fault,

They take your breath away,

But give you life after all.

That they give you sleepless nights,

But make you dream more than usual.
It isn’t anyone’s fault

 They don’t notice,

What is clearly visible to everyone else,

That they don’t see,

How you feel,

When you have to conceal,

More than you really feel.
It’s not anyone’s fault

You don’t love me,

Like I do,

You don’t see me,

Like I do,

You don’t want me, 

Like I do.
It isn’t  anyone’s fault,

That love is the only game,

Which allows the rules to include,

Only one player to play..

I Wish It Was Me.

I see you get medals

And hear you garner applause

My achievements, so less

I wish it was me.

 

I see you happy,

Embracing your mother,

You don’t see my melancholy,

Of the void mine left.

You walk off with yours,

But I wish it was me.

 

You got promoted,

You gave out chocolates that day,

You can now buy that car you were worried about,

I still use the bus.

You celebrate, I integrate

My thoughts with the sadness of how

I wish it was me.

 

You found love,

You are getting married,

You are at the peak of your life.

You rejoice, I make a choice,

I don’t wish to be you.

 

My life, my goals, My belief,

Are here to provide me with relief

From my stresses, my burdens, my responsibilities,

I know realize my capability.

 

I grow through the sand I was buried in,

I work towards the spotlight,

Out of the darkness I was pushed into.

I’m almost there, No one can dare,

To stop me now.

 

I have reached, I’m successful,

But grateful.

For success isn’t this sweet,

Without the bitterness of failure.

 

I am on top of the world,

With me feet on the ground,

This is the place to be.

 

You look, with envy in your eyes,

Thinking of what you had left behind

Using all your lies,

To get what you didn’t deserve.

 

Now you fall apart,

You cannot dart,

Away from the mess you set so immaculately,

Step out of the dirt, your true face revealed,

You look at me, and now I bet,

You wish you were me!

 

 

 

I Still Dance.

The door to my room locked

The stars outside shining.

The music plays

As I sway to the day’s happenings.

 

We talked after ages today,

You smiled when you saw me,

After ages today.

I couldn’t stop laughing,

After ages today…

 

I dance and sway to the beat

As the night turns into day,

I get to meet you again today

Hopefully, it’ll be great.

 

I entered the room,

And you’re there standing next to the window.

You glanced my way,

But swept your gaze away.

 

I stayed there for a while,

Hoping to catch your eye.

But not once, in those five hours,

Not once,

Did you look my way.

 

I went home that day,

Consoling myself that this was known,

That this was a prerequisite today.

The minute I stepped in I should have been prepared.

 

But this heart of mine,

Like all of ours,

Works on hopes and dreams.

 

It ignores the science behind Alzheimer’s

It ignores the fleeting memory,

It ignores the truth,

That your presence

In their life,

That the past you shared together,

That the life you had,

The midnight dances,

The ice-cream dates,

The beach strolls,

Breakfast in bed,

The trunk of memories

Gone forever…

 

Still tomorrow,

I will try,

And try again.

Because what happened yesterday,

May happen once again.

 

So I still dance,

To the beat of your heart,

As we did in the good old days,

Your song, our song,

Still afresh in my mind,

Lost in yours, but is still there somewhere

In the rhythm of your soul

So I dance.

Rest Is History

It is 2AM

I have no one to blame

That I feel the same

About the flame

Inside my heart

Tearing me apart,

Each and every part

Of me that loved you.

 

Monday Blues,

You gave me the clues

I dismissed it as one of those days.

You withdrew

Thought we were taboo,

I didn’t care about what anyone said.

 

I saw you with her

It was a blur

I thought, “it’s not possible”

You saw, you didn’t care

Came home that night, with no despair

From then on, it was unstoppable.

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The fall to rock bottom

Was fast, like a hunter catching its prey.

 

We drifted, it was inexorable

The melancholy was present

But you were absent.

My life was headed for doom

I didn’t want to escape this gloom.

 

I had no where to go,

I didn’t have any place to show,

Love to me

To provide a home to me.

 

Then that night, I decided,

And left.

 

Drove for miles,

And the rest is history.

 

Its 2AM,

I look back,

We had no chemistry,

We had no love,

You were a shadow to my darkness

And I a light to your plight.

 

We lead lives now,

which are different in many ways.

We will just end up as those stories

That parents warn their kids about,

They know them too well,

But even for them,

Rest is history…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We Are All Alone.

In this universe

We are alone.

Parallel universes may exist,

Other galaxies may consist,

Of life.

But we still are alone.

What the hell,

We are alone on this planet itself

We are born and we die

And we come and go with nothing.

Being your own self is a task

We go about our day putting on a mask

For people we may never meet again

For people who are doing the same.
Real is a myth,

Honesty a sin.
We are living in a reversed world,

Where everyday is Opposite Day.
We smile to hide our sadness,

We interact to fool ourselves,

That we aren’t lonely,

We joke, when we ourselves haven’t laughed

A real laugh, in ages,

We work without,most of the times

Seeing any purpose in it.
Looking at the bigger picture, 

Was this what we were made to do?

Imagine floating in outer space,

No sound, only silence,

Who would we talk to then? 

Would we have survived?

They say humans thrive on interactions

It gives them satisfaction,

But what is the point,

When it’s all lies.
To tell the truth, this world never stops talking

Why don’t we try?

Discover, recover

Yourself, your life.
We are alone in this universe,

But we do have ourselves.

Life Is Beautiful

The warmth feels so good

The fire crackling so rhythmic 

I look up at the starts

Smiling for this moment
My life has been good so far 

Food every day

Death always been a mere step away

Still alive, still breathing

Ever so grateful
Good thoughts creep in

Negative vibes in my kin

I hope to turn their life around

But they don’t find happiness 

In things I do.
Hurdles are prevalent

Worries irrelevant 

My eyes see a silver lining

Oh my! Look at it shining.
You have all the power

Don’t make your life so sour 

You have the ability to hold on, 

Or let it all shatter.

This road where I lay may be rocky
This cold may sting

I am homeless, go on cringe

I love my life, 

That’s what matters.
Dawn approaches

Fire dies down

The border shines bright

My badge reflects its light

I put on my crown

Without a frown

Another day of battle

Another day of war

Life is beautiful 

Even though death may not be far.

High School Doesn’t Last Forever?

They say high school doesn’t last forever

They say that you will recover.

What happens to you isn’t the end of the world

The labels here, the titles here

Just temporary

Then why does it feel like

You can’t breathe when someone calls you

An introvert, a geek, a nerd

A slut, a whore or a bitch

These are just words,

They aren’t supposed to matter, right?
They say high school doesn’t last forever

Then why do people feel like they can rule over you

That they have some entitlement 

To decide who is important

And who isn’t 

Why can’t girls just talk to girls

Boys to boys

Is it necessary that they are gay?

Why can’t relationships be meaningful

Filled with things to discover

Why can’t innocence gain appreciation

Why is it laughed at?
They say high school doesn’t last forever

Than why is intelligence based on who gets the best marks

And not on who’s a good photographer or dancer?

Is intelligence just about the mind? 
They say high school doesn’t last forever

Why is there a social hierarchy

Have we left the class system behind

Or have we just hidden it with decorated words

Of populars and nobodies 

 Of jocks and queen bees 

Why do they exist!

For amusement or for bemusement 

Of identity, of self.
They say high school doesn’t last forever 

Than why does the comparison kill you each day

Cry at night, smile in the morning

The brave face, just a faceless lie

You drive yourself to death.

Self-discovery takes a backseat,

In the race to come first.
They say high school doesn’t last forever

Then why does experience of a time long before

Haunt nightmares of our present?

Why does  our personality still function

Based on scars drawn by those days
They say high school doesn’t last forever 

For teenager, it’s 4 years of their life

Of their existence

It matters.

It may not last forever, but its impact 

Is something everyone remembers..

It resonates, it instigates

It affects who you are

What you will become 

It’s not something to take lightly
The pain is real

It’s difficult to feel

When all you do

Is trying to keep everything  concealed

One Less Face In The Crowd.

The music is loud

My heart beat louder.
I feel the rhythm 

In my bones

The day is nearing its end

For me it’s just the start.
As I live for the darkness of the night

The cloud of security it provides.
My body moves to the beat

My soul stands still

There are hundreds around me

But no one in sight.
I can’t stop dancing

I’ll get lost in the crowd

What difference does it make?

Am I not already..
Thoughts, images, flashes

Of the past

Worries,nerves, crashes

Into the present.
Mind racing

What I am facing

Life is no more good.

Light outside

Feeling dead inside

The sun rises

It’s a new day.
I’m in crisis

No one realises

Something shining in the dark.
The music is loud

A slit, no sound

There’s something flowing 

It might just be a another glass down

To the people around.

There’s one less face in the crowd..

Maybe.

Maybe we would have worked

Maybe we would have been epic

Our demise was known,

But our beginning, unknown.
We were young

We were naive

Our love was something 

That wouldn’t have survived.
Neither of us tried

To take it far

Neither of us looked 

For a relationship so sour.
All I needed was the love you gave

All you needed was someone to save.
I look down from above,

I see you in grief.

You look up from below,

There was no relief.
Maybe you did love me,

Maybe I just assumed the worst.

But now we’ll never know

What could have been 

Of two souls 

Who were already alone.
It was inevitable. 

It had to happen.

Maybe in another lifetime

We could happen..
Our story already had a predisposed end
Our love was poetry that didn’t have rhythm 

Our love was rap that didn’t have beat

Our love was a wilted flower

Destined to fall.
There’s is a reason why people say

‘Don’t fall in love’

But isn’t it then

That you find someone to catch you.
Maybe next time.

Know that, you’ll always feel me when the wind blows

You’ll hear me in the wind-chimes

So what, if I’m not there.

I see you, I hear you, you feel me, you know to me

It’s all that anyone could ask for 

Wish we knew this kind of love before..