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.          

Blurred...

I've been looped-in so long,

interrogative about life.

Always wonder to know realm,

but remain unanswered about.

With all tired days in bucket list,

never found the answer towards.

The realms which I dreamt earlier,

now appears to be blurred lights.

Stucked within my own thoughts,

some says I'm overthinking about.

But I seemed speech less towards it,

don't know what to reply or how to.

Sucked by the past which I've,

never known about whom to tell.

                                

Whispering wishes…

I saw the birth of a star in the universe,

It lit the cosmos with a thousand joys.

I imagined the day when I was born—

How you held me, with eyes full of happy tears.

I saw you fight with Father, just to fulfil

My dreams and bring me every comfort.

I saw you weep when I didn’t perform well,

And I felt your silent anger, your aching heart.

I know you always pray to God above,

Whispering wishes for my health and happiness.

You are the GOD I see on this Earth,

The one I run to—with hopes, with cries.

So many times, I’ve hurt you—

With my words, my actions, my careless ways.

But still, you forgive me with silent grace,

And your tears speak the pain your lips never say.

Desert...

During the world’s night—we stirred like silent guards,
Trying to sprinkle stars upon the blackened chart.
We’re not the same—but share so many similarities,
Both of us, apart, across this endless desert of silence.

I know you’re burning in the silence of your pain,
Like sand that burns but never drifts away.
In the darkness of night, you calm your soul,
While fragments of stars rebuild the light you lost.

Waves that Disappear...

It was an astonishing life in the heaven of three years,

These years changed me deeply—shaping my character.

With the approaching darkness—I’ll be vanished,

Along with my unusual emotions and experiences.

Beneath the veil of an unexpected life—imagined,

I may find another traumatic or beautiful lesson.

With the approaching darkness—I’ll be vanished,

Like a wave in the ocean disappearing in a blink.

With winds and thunderstorms unexpected,

Life’s events strike like lightning to bring change.

With the approaching darkness—I’ll be vanished.

Yet in this fading night, a dawn will rise,

Carving new hopes beneath the endless skies.

Though with the darkness—I’ll be vanished,

My soul remembers where it once flourished.

With the Train’s Departure...

I’ll remember, with my tears in the silent night,

How I awoke from a weary phase of life.

I left the place that shaped my character,

With the train’s departure—all memories remain.

I understand the meaning this place bestowed,

It brought my life’s order in the dearest way.

I left the place that shaped my character,

With the train’s departure—all memories remain.

Though distance carries me far from its embrace,

Its spirit will guide me through every place.

I left the ground where my soul had grown,

But in my heart—Haridwar is my own.

Matters...

Upon the journey of unknown paths,

I chose not go on blurry paths.

Found my self in the poth holes,

The divinity in me gaves hope.

I tried calling everyone to bring me out,

Somehow I managed to come out.

Again got an option to chose another path,

Still I chose not to go on blurry paths.

Although path seems to be short,

Ended into never-ending poth holes.

The fear of getting into darkness,

I chose not to go on blurry paths.