The Lines

I found something…
I found something in you,
Whenever I see your dp.
I found myself in your eyes,
Whenever I look into your dp.
I found myself eager to touch you,
Whenever I touch your dp.
I found myself resilient, 
Whenever I’m trying to swipe your profile away.
I found myself best in you,
Whenever I’m not with you.
Yes! Maybe I have some interest in you,
But, whenever I find the stop in between you and me. 

I saw you…
I saw you smiling, 
It made me to smile.
I saw you to be kind with dogs,
It made me to believe in kindness.
I saw you spreading love,
It made me to believe in love.
I saw you crying,
It made me to believe in crying.
I saw you struggling,
It made me to admire your strongness.

What I want…

What I want from you,
the smile you have.
What I want from you,
the kindness you have.
What I want from you,
the sadness you have.
What I want from you,
the tears you have.
What I want from you,
the love you have.
But, dear I don’t want,
you and I live in the distance.

Maybe I’m alone…
Maybe I’m alone when,
I realised, no one is blessers.
I think tis other issues,
but found issues in me.
I felt depress’d being alone,
got to know, am not the lone.

Maybe I’m alone when,
I believed, tis like death.
I think tis depression,
or my desperation of being like.
I learnt being alive alone,
make any sense or tis need lone.

The Life…
The life, I imagined
its not the way it is.
The day, I thought
Left so long over.

The time, I wanted
childhood games.
I lost the time, I never
wanted to loose.

Struggled with my problems,

Now I’m used to it.

Most of the time, I wanted
all problems again and again.

I’m thankful to the God,
for bringing me these problems.

The Grief…
The day I sat in the restaurant,
Felt being humiliated-although.
Tried to figure out the mistake,
Lasted with the grief inside.

Somehow being overlooked through it,
the feeling of vanishing in the blood carrier.
The blood-overburdened with the grief,
the carrier refuses to bring to heart.

The restless day complaints about weight,
loads of grief being stuck inside.
Structure…
Waiting for you desperately,
another year ended now.
Unknowingly awaken if you
come again, to keep me alive.

Maybe you aren’t aware but

I’m still waiting for you.

Unexpectedly I still remember,
how you structured my life.

Maybe your smile enforces me

to awake; or maybe not.
First day is here waiting to,
recites with new memories.

Although we’ve spent the good,
times together in the past years
or maybe not. We both waits for 
our upcoming good life together.

Maybe it will come or maybe not.
Happy new year-Live happily!

My Apology…
I know I made mistakes and,
I regretted upon my childish act.
Maybe! My life was not so important
for you. Although, I apologize to my
action. I may’ve brought sadness
in your well-being. I apologize dear!

I understand My action hurt 
you a lot of buddies! I apologize.
I never wanted to hurt you,
But at the end I know I had.
Maybe my action depicted the 
importance for you! I apologize
for my every action hurts you.

 
Once in my Life…
One day, waiting to leave the campus
don’t know the fact I will be fond of.

Exactly I fond of with the beauty,
I wasn’t aware I will stick in that.
How I stuck in that loop, because 
maybe I felt something for that beauty.

It’s been 8 years with this fondness, maybe
that beauty noticed me watching or maybe not.
I thought I’ll hold that fondness for me,
BUT how that will be hold with me.

I only want that beauty to spread fondness,
with the dot below the sultry made it lovable.

Craftmanship…
Everyone’s art deliberates their hard work,
And their presentation of craftmanship.
Later thou some showcases their arts,
With their different parts of practices.

Weather some astonished by presenting,
Verbal and some are by their writings.
Thou witness with their presentation,
Some presents silently or some publicise.

Evenly also witnessed! How every artist,
unveils their life’s events and grief with it.
Sometime finds newest one and sometime
continued with the old one’s portrayals.

Pearl…
I appreciate God’s creation, but
How God can effortlessly display it.
I want to say the fig attracts most,
Might be fond of it, apparently.

Curvedness of the sultry made me to,
Dive deeper into the ale of God's gift.
I know I could only dream of,

The pearl like globule on that sultry.

I often complain! I don’t look for it,

But in end I became fond for the sultry.
Maybe the love I expects, But the way
It got appeared in my dream! I wish!

 Graves...

I've been dead long so ago,

Might be found in the graves.

Graves witnessed my dear one's,

Sought fully graves being mourn.

Mournful graves weeping though,

Might be from the betrayal laugh.

Betrayal laugh?

I saw them being free, searching

Love and care from new partner.

I wished-This grave must see them,

He had made them feel important.

But being betrayed afterwards his death,

The death being opportunities for them.

My Shadow...

I saw you tieing urself in responsibility,

There I got to know your sacrifices.

I witnessed you holding my back in,

Wherever I fall down! Thank you....my shadow.

I know and saw you weeping on the death off,

But you never let us know that you were broken.

I know the pain you holds but the responsibility,

Never let u the grief comes! Thank you...my shadow.

 I saw your weeped-laugh! I know that contains your deepest grief,

I admire you upon! How you taken up the responsibility. Thank you....my shadow!

I felt grateful and lovable to have the brother as,

I thanked the GOD for this gift. Thank you...my shadow!

                                       

Transformation...

I know thou' you work hard to,

Upholds the bonds between us.

Witnessed the transformation of yours,

I bet...it's your maturity.

The responsibility which you upholds,

I bet...it's your compulsion.

The tears you holding secretly.

I bet... it's against your wish.

The way you stopped caring about world,

I bet...it's your art of keeping us together.