U turn

More often then sunrises, are sunsets easier to chase. 

Does human mind tend to like objects closer to them.

When there is a very strong temptation holding us from doing an anticipated task, should we let it flow.

Are all U turns, drawing us back to the past we not wish to rejoice. 

To hopes that don't bring happiness in our thoughts today. 

If there is one U turn I wish to make first thing this morning, it would be the life I had two months back. 

A super loving family, a home that would have all the comfort, a job that fed and fulfilled the empty mind and yes a companion to make the beautiful memories together. 

Why did this day arise.. I see myself not moving an inch because my gut still wants us to stay!! 

And take this U turn, just for once.. 

His first love and her last

Miles apart yet the hearts are full tonight.

Sky is the same, just the two stars have lost their way.

A decade back, memories are still mint fresh. 

A ray of hope, will the paths meet ever again. 

Standing on the edge, let both jump together. 

May he get the last parachute flight and never look down.

The other one is ready to be the meteroid for lightening his sky.

He left her for good and now she realises.

His first love will always be her last and enough for a lifetime.

Gathering the broken pieces will pierce her skin deep.

As this star will retire tonight, setting him free. 

Another chapter closed or an illusion!

A hut on the edge of the river, washed away by the first flash flood water

Would you build your home at the very same place again?

And when two paths reconcile, do we change our steps and walk away.

Or let the sun-kiss her this time? A hope or an illusion. 

Fear of losing self and getting hurt doesn't stop us ever. 

From jumping off the cliff, into the unknown waters.

We dare not wander to find ourselves in the other soul.

The roads or hearts, what wanders more? Hope or an illusion. 

Falling from the skies, giving life's control to what we can't see. 

The invisible string of parachute behind our back, or maybe not. 

Ground's slipping from beneath the feet, foolishness or a leap of faith. 

Till the last jump, it's all tears, sweat and toil? Hope or an illusion. 

The veil without the dress again!

Knowing him for the first time, the thrill would have manifolded and so would have the pain. And what happens when two adults consciously make a mistake of giving it a chance the next time too, only this time with much greater intensity and grit to make it happen for good. Guess when we only think of things from one (couples') perspective, Indian families happen. And these days, another addition to the ruler is married peers. Probable reasons of their change of heart when they might have been come from the same struggle and possibly won or lost. Or the one reason that has higher probability, they want their single buddies to just get married to their deprived choices. Whatever the reason be, it's quite insensitive on the same generation to leave apart empathize, but put their views so strongly in between the struggle. And so the most silent and private bonds only triumph. The feeling of love be so strong that it does not affect or get infected by external manifestation. And when it does, it often are the basic 'expectations' that were considered for granted all along. Both the ends need to give slight slag to the thread, for a highly pulled wire will definitely break before the city sees the first glimpse of light. Moral of a serious love story gone south, let the guy put a ring on it before the girl thinks of convincing the family which is often a difficult proposition. 

Scarred or Rescued

Has it been a lie throughout, 
Or the sky has faded away again. 
Have we forgotten our paths, 
Knowing when to drift and yet, 
He resisted the very next weak moment. 

Is it the fear of him coming in life,
Walking over the wounds that were still raw. 
They say he's caring and he's never backed out.
But the thought still hovers. 
Tide or shore, what does he bring along. 

Just believe in his belief with an open heart.
They say but I won't succumb this time, 
Shadows are fading for once, 
Truth or lie, the brightest star is with me tonight. 

Draw the line

An unusual day at workplace,
Hard to sit with so much toxin within.
Vulnerable to every emotion around,
But blind to someone close getting hurt throughout.

Balancing work and pleasure on the same plate,
Losing the sense of who is an ally or a foe.
And when the shadow beside asked,
Was that the truth, or you fell for the guy.
I had no reply. How to draw the line!

Setting boundaries, sorting it out.
Distances that creep in knowing it's your fault.
"Suck it up" and face the crowd,
Curtains are falling down, learn the dance or escape in the dark.

Coping with some bonds doesn't come easy,
Listen before you speak makes it count.
Shadows take away the sunlight that blinded,
Stick by them or they'll fade out.

A memorable day

The day that will go down the memory lane.
As cashless, card-less and more than anything homeless.
In a city which was dear to me and I could call it home.
Today gives me jitters to breathe freely.
Came with a purpose this time.
But survival is becoming questionable today.
I don't know what tomorrow holds for me.
But the real meaning of living by the day.
Is happening right in front of me.
Today. Just teach no more lessons.
And no more surprises please.
I'm sorry if I made some damaging mistakes.
But spare me this pain post tonight.
Hoping it to be a good night.