WHY DID YOU GO?
I feel trapped inside the four walls, The way I devoted myself to your attainment,
Not being able to stand despite a thousand falls. The way you became the medicine for my every ailment.
The way you sat beside me, so close,
The strings of my soul got attached to your heart's hook, Absentmindedly, giving me affinity's dose.
You are the first and the very last page of my love's book. You were my body's most valuable ore,
To arid deserts torrential rains you bring, You were the sweetest fruit that the earth ever bore.
Like a magnet to my thoughts you cling. You were the inspiration I chased for,
The river of my heart, so dry, You said we were the bravest soldiers in this war.
Flowed with you smoothly in the bat of an eye. You were the architect of my abode,
If I can't find you, I'll never stop trying, From your stream, my very sip was poured.
You maybe honest, you may keep lying. You fought the world for me, you were so courageous,
I venture into dark rooms in your search, While killing me with your smile contagious.
I will believe you, even though you left me in lurch. Your name ensured victory,
I am yours even if it means death, For it was carved on all my endeavours’ trajectory.
My chest screams of you as I inhale every painful breath. In my life's curfew I am present,
You took my heart and I don't have a spare, In your absence everything is unpleasant.
You went away, but it still feels you are here. I saw love for me in your face,
I am losing my sense of control, But you left me without even a trace.
Down my cheeks, tears of your name roll. I will walk to you with broken bones,
In the middle of the night I sit on the floor, But I'll never be able to repay your love's loans.
Ceaseless cries of your name, my throat is now sore. I will amend my every mistake,
My lips are so dry, Come back, not for heaven's but for my sake.
My eyes are tired of our old pictures' spy.
There is not a streak of sleep in my eyes,
For there are storms and downpour in my skies.
I can't help but reminisce you,
I can't accept anything in your lieu.
I still remember us holding hands and my heart beating wild,
The way you waived at me, and I smiled.
The way you calmed my anger,
The way you recognized my voice amidst the clangour.
The way rumours sparked off from our intimacy,
The way you vowed our love's legitimacy.
The way you slowed down and waited for me,
The way you never got bored in my company.
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TRAPPED IN LIES TO WHOM DO I BELONG?
I do not have the courage to overcome my fears, I am lifeless, my soul is burnt,
This labour is futile, I end up in tears. For the lessons of life were unlearnt.
This is not cowardice, for I have a burning intention, Where was the mistake, I fail to find,
To break free from this detention. How do I solve this dilemma in my mind?
I start with a crusading zeal, I want to run away to some forgotten place,
But I don't finish until every inch of my skin I peel. I am left behind in life's race.
I no more think myself as the victim, Tired of being always compared,
I ended all hostilities with this new wisdom. For hatred was I spared.
It feels like this pain is eating me, Everything is upside down,
My own mind had been cheating on me. Life, why do you look at me with frown?
My situation is now comical, Don't torture me, please forgive,
It is dirty, it is despicable. Give me love, let me live.
I excavate a new agony each day, My ears hear the grotesque tune,
I discover new obstacles in my way. My hands are wrapped in misfortune.
I don't have the energy to fight anymore, These thorns prick me real hard,
Everything is rusted, I have nothing to adore. I want to live, but myself I want to discard.
The time paces too fast, I grow only to fall,
But it is so slow, I can't forget the past. I live only to brawl.
To buy strength, I have nothing to spare, To the core I hate this life remarkable,
I am in sheer misery, for myself I don't care. For I was chosen to be experimented with the improbable.
I smile only to restore the reluctance, This mistrust has deep roots,
For there is no place in this world for a heart full of repentance. I never got to taste my hard labour's fruits.
The sight is clear but the vision is blinded, In the maze of worries, my name is embossed,
Into bits of glass my dreams were grinded. Find me a way, I'm lost.
I see the beauty of my world burning, Life has kept me waiting for long,
For the worse, I see the course of my destiny turning. I am alone, to no one do I belong.
Laughter now tests my patience,
My nostrils inhale the dramatic not aromatic incense.
I want to live but I want to die,
Everyone is so truthful, how can I lie?
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TRAPPED IN LIES TO WHOM DO I BELONG?
I do not have the courage to overcome my fears, I am lifeless, my soul is burnt,
This labour is futile, I end up in tears. For the lessons of life were unlearnt.
This is not cowardice, for I have a burning intention, Where was the mistake, I fail to find,
To break free from this detention. How do I solve this dilemma in my mind?
I start with a crusading zeal, I want to run away to some forgotten place,
But I don't finish until every inch of my skin I peel. I am left behind in life's race.
I no more think myself as the victim, Tired of being always compared,
I ended all hostilities with this new wisdom. For hatred was I spared.
It feels like this pain is eating me, Everything is upside down,
My own mind had been cheating on me. Life, why do you look at me with frown?
My situation is now comical, Don't torture me, please forgive,
It is dirty, it is despicable. Give me love, let me live.
I excavate a new agony each day, My ears hear the grotesque tune,
I discover new obstacles in my way. My hands are wrapped in misfortune.
I don't have the energy to fight anymore, These thorns prick me real hard,
Everything is rusted, I have nothing to adore. I want to live, but myself I want to discard.
The time paces too fast, I grow only to fall,
But it is so slow, I can't forget the past. I live only to brawl.
To buy strength, I have nothing to spare, To the core I hate this life remarkable,
I am in sheer misery, for myself I don't care. For I was chosen to be experimented with the improbable.
I smile only to restore the reluctance, This mistrust has deep roots,
For there is no place in this world for a heart full of repentance. I never got to taste my hard labour's fruits.
The sight is clear but the vision is blinded, In the maze of worries, my name is embossed,
Into bits of glass my dreams were grinded. Find me a way, I'm lost.
I see the beauty of my world burning, Life has kept me waiting for long,
For the worse, I see the course of my destiny turning. I am alone, to no one do I belong.
Laughter now tests my patience,
My nostrils inhale the dramatic not aromatic incense.
I want to live but I want to die,
Everyone is so truthful, how can I lie?
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THE TRUTH TEST
Where is truth? “Ok class prepare this lesson for a test.”
The students were startled, there was unrest.
The leaves, the flowers, and the tendrils I searched, “But madam it is too big” said a boy,
“So you are not a little one with a toy.”
The branch on which the little bird perched.
Announced the teacher mercilessly,
In fantasy, in dreams,
The kids looked at each other helplessly.
In rivers, in the flowing streams.
No pleadings could change the teacher's mind,
I spent a day glaring at the sun,
To evade the test a way they couldn't find.
I looked in laughter and joy and fun. The bell rang and the teacher left,
I went to the temple, the mosque & the church, Of play time had the students been bereft.
But, nowhere could I end my search. They hung their bags with gloomy faces,
I explored the seven seas, Of cheerfulness were no traces.
Beneath the shade of mimosa trees. For a whole chapter of biology they had to learn,
In love, in hatred, in merry, in pain, Though that book they wanted to burn.
But all my efforts went in vain. At home, to their mothers they complained,
In the galaxies, in the stars, in the moonlight, With thought of the test their hearts pained.
In hues that were dull & bright. By evening, of the shock were some revived,
For a heart attack had they survived.
In the ripples of water, in the pouring rain,
To learn the test on the chair they sat,
But 'the truth' was something I couldn't gain. But couldn't resist their ball and bat.
I turned to my mother in despair,
They set off to the ground,
She hugged me with gentle care.
An excuse to evade the test had they found.
After an hour they returned,
I found solace in her arms that were stretched, And pages of their book they turned.
Finally, 'the truth' I had fetched. The text and diagrams were confusing,
How to learn the flowchart were they musing.
Every word of the book they crammed,
Though their brain was all jammed.
They studied till it was time for bed,
And rest was terribly needed for their head.
They woke up early to revise it again,
So that every detail could they retain.
For every question were they now prepared,
Not a single word had they spared.
No sooner than they reached the school,
They realized that each one had been an April fool.
There was no test,
Instead they got a free period to relax and rest.
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THE TRUTH TEST
Where is truth? “Ok class prepare this lesson for a test.”
The students were startled, there was unrest.
The leaves, the flowers, and the tendrils I searched, “But madam it is too big” said a boy,
“So you are not a little one with a toy.”
The branch on which the little bird perched.
Announced the teacher mercilessly,
In fantasy, in dreams,
The kids looked at each other helplessly.
In rivers, in the flowing streams.
No pleadings could change the teacher's mind,
I spent a day glaring at the sun,
To evade the test a way they couldn't find.
I looked in laughter and joy and fun. The bell rang and the teacher left,
I went to the temple, the mosque & the church, Of play time had the students been bereft.
But, nowhere could I end my search. They hung their bags with gloomy faces,
I explored the seven seas, Of cheerfulness were no traces.
Beneath the shade of mimosa trees. For a whole chapter of biology they had to learn,
In love, in hatred, in merry, in pain, Though that book they wanted to burn.
But all my efforts went in vain. At home, to their mothers they complained,
In the galaxies, in the stars, in the moonlight, With thought of the test their hearts pained.
In hues that were dull & bright. By evening, of the shock were some revived,
For a heart attack had they survived.
In the ripples of water, in the pouring rain,
To learn the test on the chair they sat,
But 'the truth' was something I couldn't gain. But couldn't resist their ball and bat.
I turned to my mother in despair,
They set off to the ground,
She hugged me with gentle care.
An excuse to evade the test had they found.
After an hour they returned,
I found solace in her arms that were stretched, And pages of their book they turned.
Finally, 'the truth' I had fetched. The text and diagrams were confusing,
How to learn the flowchart were they musing.
Every word of the book they crammed,
Though their brain was all jammed.
They studied till it was time for bed,
And rest was terribly needed for their head.
They woke up early to revise it again,
So that every detail could they retain.
For every question were they now prepared,
Not a single word had they spared.
No sooner than they reached the school,
They realized that each one had been an April fool.
There was no test,
Instead they got a free period to relax and rest.
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THE SUMMIT THAT NOT SO 'GENTLE' MAN
You sleep beneath the pink skies, in blankets of mist, Tall, fair complexion, dimples on cheeks,
The rain burns you, as you see your destiny twist. A thousand words that smile speaks.
With the broken fingers on your lips, Those skinny arms, that clean shaved face,
You mute your treacherous tongue, in silence take dips. A tongue that utters words which give sheer solace.
You put your hands on your ears, That crystal clear voice, those ruby lips,
Breathe the steam of sacrifice, let the eyes go blind with tears. Love's calculation you had on your fingertips.
Walking the bridge of risk, you don't pay heed to the clangour, That elliptical chin, that pointed nose.
The blade is blunt, in the scabbard you put back your dagger. Those stunning hands that gave me a rose.
And the wise resort to vice with violence in voices, Those side parted short hair,
Your suppressed soul will shock them with rational choices. That professional smile and drop dead stare.
The lines on the palm are but a pencil mark, Those broad eyebrows, those curvy ears,
Can be redirected when on the cruise of conviction you embark. Confident eyes, no place for fears.
The strife justifies the reward's worth, That blue coat, that well ironed shirt,
In your lap, to achievement you shall give birth. That little pocket in which your fingers you insert.
You tire yourself, but don't complain, That sea green tie, that beautiful belt,
You find gratification in pain. Like snowberry that perfume smelt.
You relish the journey, and your destination shall arrive, Those gemstone cufflinks, that delicate watch on your wrist,
In waters of brilliance your heart shall thrive. That elegance with which your eyelashes you twist.
Without pressure the diamonds were never made, That glass brooch, those shiny shoes,
To rest the cycle of seasons was never laid. Those black socks which were little loose.
Drenched in sweat the planet revolves, Those straight pants on those hairy thighs,
Effortlessly in the sea, the river dissolves. Those silent greetings, those sacred goodbyes.
The ink will enlighten you with its arcs on the paper,
The hurdles and doubts will evaporate like vapour. But you were leading me to somewhere I didn't want to go,
It is not a cup of tea of the weak, The truth behind the chivalry I didn't know.
The long and arduous efforts will lead you to the peak. You exploited my nobility,
And the golden throne you shall occupy, You were innocent enough to take away my tranquility.
For to hard work, success destiny can't deny. And something made me change my mind overnight,
Let the thirst not be satiated till you step on the summit, The feeling you aroused was not right.
And to your dreams your existence you submit. You were cruel, you were conspiring,
Bullets of false hope at me you were firing.
You painted a girl's golden dreams black,
You held my hand and stabbed my back.
Now that I'm sinking, I know what was your plan,
Wish I had not met that not so ‘gentle’ man.
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THE SUMMIT THAT NOT SO 'GENTLE' MAN
You sleep beneath the pink skies, in blankets of mist, Tall, fair complexion, dimples on cheeks,
The rain burns you, as you see your destiny twist. A thousand words that smile speaks.
With the broken fingers on your lips, Those skinny arms, that clean shaved face,
You mute your treacherous tongue, in silence take dips. A tongue that utters words which give sheer solace.
You put your hands on your ears, That crystal clear voice, those ruby lips,
Breathe the steam of sacrifice, let the eyes go blind with tears. Love's calculation you had on your fingertips.
Walking the bridge of risk, you don't pay heed to the clangour, That elliptical chin, that pointed nose.
The blade is blunt, in the scabbard you put back your dagger. Those stunning hands that gave me a rose.
And the wise resort to vice with violence in voices, Those side parted short hair,
Your suppressed soul will shock them with rational choices. That professional smile and drop dead stare.
The lines on the palm are but a pencil mark, Those broad eyebrows, those curvy ears,
Can be redirected when on the cruise of conviction you embark. Confident eyes, no place for fears.
The strife justifies the reward's worth, That blue coat, that well ironed shirt,
In your lap, to achievement you shall give birth. That little pocket in which your fingers you insert.
You tire yourself, but don't complain, That sea green tie, that beautiful belt,
You find gratification in pain. Like snowberry that perfume smelt.
You relish the journey, and your destination shall arrive, Those gemstone cufflinks, that delicate watch on your wrist,
In waters of brilliance your heart shall thrive. That elegance with which your eyelashes you twist.
Without pressure the diamonds were never made, That glass brooch, those shiny shoes,
To rest the cycle of seasons was never laid. Those black socks which were little loose.
Drenched in sweat the planet revolves, Those straight pants on those hairy thighs,
Effortlessly in the sea, the river dissolves. Those silent greetings, those sacred goodbyes.
The ink will enlighten you with its arcs on the paper,
The hurdles and doubts will evaporate like vapour. But you were leading me to somewhere I didn't want to go,
It is not a cup of tea of the weak, The truth behind the chivalry I didn't know.
The long and arduous efforts will lead you to the peak. You exploited my nobility,
And the golden throne you shall occupy, You were innocent enough to take away my tranquility.
For to hard work, success destiny can't deny. And something made me change my mind overnight,
Let the thirst not be satiated till you step on the summit, The feeling you aroused was not right.
And to your dreams your existence you submit. You were cruel, you were conspiring,
Bullets of false hope at me you were firing.
You painted a girl's golden dreams black,
You held my hand and stabbed my back.
Now that I'm sinking, I know what was your plan,
Wish I had not met that not so ‘gentle’ man.
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TEARS DON'T LIE
They will flow, to them the rules don't apply, Or there might be none, but tears don't lie.
You may be the best actor, but tears don't lie. You may be the bright flower's butterfly,
The height of human predicament they signify, You may be withdrawn, but tears don't lie.
You may fake a smile, but tears don't lie. On the eyelids they may calcify,
Every suspicion they magnify, They may never trickle down, but tears don't lie.
You may be innocent, but tears don't lie. Your thoughts may not come to the lips, but they come to the eye,
Like the occasional thunder in a rainy sky, You can't conceal them, because tears never lie.
You may be the world's best liar, but tears don't lie. The colossal eyelashes do they beautify,
In them pretence you may identify, You have to wear these scars, because tears never lie.
They may be dramatic, but tears don't lie.
There may not be a rhythm in that cry,
You may miss a beat, but tears don't lie.
They may leave the eyes tired, the throat dry,
Or it may not hurt at all, but tears don't lie.
They arouse the feeling that can never die,
It may be piercing your heart, but tears don't lie.
Every gap do they nullify,
They may not soothe the pain, but tears don't lie.
When they drop, every boundary they defy,
You may be a swindler, but tears don't lie.
The heartbeat they amplify,
You may be in true love, but tears don't lie.
You may be someone's favourite star in the sky,
You may not miss anyone, but tears don't lie.
You may find solace in the lullaby,
You may be awake at midnight, but tears don't lie.
Every sentiment you may modify,
You may not be sensitive, but tears don't lie.
Everyone you may dissatisfy,
You may be rude, but tears don't lie.
On your cheeks they may solidify,
They may be ephemeral, but tears don't lie.
The mistake you may never be able to rectify,
Time may heal it, but tears don't lie.
The reason you may never justify,
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TEARS DON'T LIE
They will flow, to them the rules don't apply, Or there might be none, but tears don't lie.
You may be the best actor, but tears don't lie. You may be the bright flower's butterfly,
The height of human predicament they signify, You may be withdrawn, but tears don't lie.
You may fake a smile, but tears don't lie. On the eyelids they may calcify,
Every suspicion they magnify, They may never trickle down, but tears don't lie.
You may be innocent, but tears don't lie. Your thoughts may not come to the lips, but they come to the eye,
Like the occasional thunder in a rainy sky, You can't conceal them, because tears never lie.
You may be the world's best liar, but tears don't lie. The colossal eyelashes do they beautify,
In them pretence you may identify, You have to wear these scars, because tears never lie.
They may be dramatic, but tears don't lie.
There may not be a rhythm in that cry,
You may miss a beat, but tears don't lie.
They may leave the eyes tired, the throat dry,
Or it may not hurt at all, but tears don't lie.
They arouse the feeling that can never die,
It may be piercing your heart, but tears don't lie.
Every gap do they nullify,
They may not soothe the pain, but tears don't lie.
When they drop, every boundary they defy,
You may be a swindler, but tears don't lie.
The heartbeat they amplify,
You may be in true love, but tears don't lie.
You may be someone's favourite star in the sky,
You may not miss anyone, but tears don't lie.
You may find solace in the lullaby,
You may be awake at midnight, but tears don't lie.
Every sentiment you may modify,
You may not be sensitive, but tears don't lie.
Everyone you may dissatisfy,
You may be rude, but tears don't lie.
On your cheeks they may solidify,
They may be ephemeral, but tears don't lie.
The mistake you may never be able to rectify,
Time may heal it, but tears don't lie.
The reason you may never justify,
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SURRENDERED HEART
Crowded room, eyes locked, You found calm in thunder.
With feet of fondness my mind you walked, Every inch of my hesitation you burnt,
My heart's hidden vaults you unlocked. My every lesson in you I learnt.
Your compliments made my day,
Exchanging smiles of compliance, Midst the storm I found the sun's ray.
Still bodies reinforcing reliance. You are simple yet sophisticated,
Eyes glued and hearts young, In the forts of my heart you penetrated.
Melodies of my love your soul sung. You are in my stream of thoughts,
You walked to me and pulled me closer, I get you if I connect the dots.
My shy eyes felt secure in your enclosure. Time with you is never misspent,
I am in love knee deep, From your petals I extract my smile's scent.
I memorize your name in my sleep. Your courtesy sets me ablaze,
My eyelashes clap, You leave the best smile on my face.
When you embrace me in your lap. My body you accessorize,
The gap between us contracts, I sacrificed everything to get you as my prize.
When you run your fingers on my body's tracks. You are the dress I want to wear everyday,
You are a moonlit night at its best, Your every command my heart shall obey.
When you keep your hand on my chest. Every day spent apart is a day closer to being together,
When you touch the hair strands covering my face, Your arms will hold all my secrets safely forever.
I find something mysterious in your gaze. Having lived a lifetime of blunders,
When you look at me in the lamplight, To you, her body, her heart, her spirit a girl surrenders.
I know I am with the person right.
You are the only sensation I feel,
All my maladies you heal.
You are the only sound I can hear,
You are my Almighty, my every prayer.
You are the only delicacy I want to taste,
Like in heaven's arms I have been placed.
You are the only scenery my eyes want to see,
I was locked in life's cage, you set me free.
You washed away my sins in your showers,
You watered my body's dying flowers.
You mended a broken person,
You showed me my best version.
You turned waste into wonder,
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SURRENDERED HEART
Crowded room, eyes locked, You found calm in thunder.
With feet of fondness my mind you walked, Every inch of my hesitation you burnt,
My heart's hidden vaults you unlocked. My every lesson in you I learnt.
Your compliments made my day,
Exchanging smiles of compliance, Midst the storm I found the sun's ray.
Still bodies reinforcing reliance. You are simple yet sophisticated,
Eyes glued and hearts young, In the forts of my heart you penetrated.
Melodies of my love your soul sung. You are in my stream of thoughts,
You walked to me and pulled me closer, I get you if I connect the dots.
My shy eyes felt secure in your enclosure. Time with you is never misspent,
I am in love knee deep, From your petals I extract my smile's scent.
I memorize your name in my sleep. Your courtesy sets me ablaze,
My eyelashes clap, You leave the best smile on my face.
When you embrace me in your lap. My body you accessorize,
The gap between us contracts, I sacrificed everything to get you as my prize.
When you run your fingers on my body's tracks. You are the dress I want to wear everyday,
You are a moonlit night at its best, Your every command my heart shall obey.
When you keep your hand on my chest. Every day spent apart is a day closer to being together,
When you touch the hair strands covering my face, Your arms will hold all my secrets safely forever.
I find something mysterious in your gaze. Having lived a lifetime of blunders,
When you look at me in the lamplight, To you, her body, her heart, her spirit a girl surrenders.
I know I am with the person right.
You are the only sensation I feel,
All my maladies you heal.
You are the only sound I can hear,
You are my Almighty, my every prayer.
You are the only delicacy I want to taste,
Like in heaven's arms I have been placed.
You are the only scenery my eyes want to see,
I was locked in life's cage, you set me free.
You washed away my sins in your showers,
You watered my body's dying flowers.
You mended a broken person,
You showed me my best version.
You turned waste into wonder,
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SILENT LOVE
Was it my immaturity? There is tranquility not tears.
Or your heart's purity? In silent love there is no harm,
I saw you and I was spellbound, For none of us can blow the alarm.
In silent love I drowned. Without any responsibility or expectation,
Not a word exchanged, You'll forever remain the cause of my elation.
But the course of my heart you changed. Every single day thinking of you have I spent,
You left me enchanted, In this silent love I am content.
You, I desperately wanted.
Silently I murmured your name,
As my mind said love's not a game.
That you can play,
So these plans you must delay.
I was so full of fear,
But to me you were so dear.
To say anything, I was tongue tied,
Somehow I put your thoughts aside.
I feared being brought to reckoning,
For the noise of blatant love was deafening.
I saw solace in secrecy,
For in distance I saw decency.
It was better to remain silent,
For our sentiments were not reliant.
But a camouflaged commendation needs no consent,
Without any charges my heart have I lent.
With anything, it does not interfere,
Of estrangement or union there is no fear.
Each and every mistake is amendable,
Each and every penny spent is refundable.
We can choose without inhibition,
To break the rules we need no permission.
We need not give any undertaking,
We can love each other without faking.
We can interrupt or intrude,
It is cozy and not rude.
There is fun, not fears,
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SILENT LOVE
Was it my immaturity? There is tranquility not tears.
Or your heart's purity? In silent love there is no harm,
I saw you and I was spellbound, For none of us can blow the alarm.
In silent love I drowned. Without any responsibility or expectation,
Not a word exchanged, You'll forever remain the cause of my elation.
But the course of my heart you changed. Every single day thinking of you have I spent,
You left me enchanted, In this silent love I am content.
You, I desperately wanted.
Silently I murmured your name,
As my mind said love's not a game.
That you can play,
So these plans you must delay.
I was so full of fear,
But to me you were so dear.
To say anything, I was tongue tied,
Somehow I put your thoughts aside.
I feared being brought to reckoning,
For the noise of blatant love was deafening.
I saw solace in secrecy,
For in distance I saw decency.
It was better to remain silent,
For our sentiments were not reliant.
But a camouflaged commendation needs no consent,
Without any charges my heart have I lent.
With anything, it does not interfere,
Of estrangement or union there is no fear.
Each and every mistake is amendable,
Each and every penny spent is refundable.
We can choose without inhibition,
To break the rules we need no permission.
We need not give any undertaking,
We can love each other without faking.
We can interrupt or intrude,
It is cozy and not rude.
There is fun, not fears,
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THE WRONG SIZE
This outfit was tailor made for me, But only on this defiance do I dwell.
A mannequin to display a dark craftsmanship I was supposed to be. Try to fit yourself in, say the wise,
Not needles, by knives it was sewn, But I can't, this dress is of the wrong size.
This costume was designed by a creator unknown. So, this disguise I forsake,
I throw the sheath, my swords I nake.
Undraped, I walk into the clear,
Much to my bliss, For at no price freedom is dear.
I can't even with this.
It is not something I can handle,
It is rougher than a scandal.
Hatred has left me tired,
Only dislike and reluctance have I always admired.
My swords are broken, I'm bleeding profusely,
I thank life for treating me so rudely.
I have no more energy to fight,
I don't see my goals clear in my sight.
The bounds of my tolerance are melting,
At me innumerable stones life is pelting.
I cannot explain what I am going through,
Which poison next life will brew?
All thanks to friends who turned traitors,
My whole body is impacted with craters.
My heart has a bruise,
So what I love, I cannot choose.
Even after the apologies, bitterness remains,
For my soul is wrenched with unanswered complains.
There is a constant struggle against the clock,
For every moment I give myself a new shock.
Trapped in a past of betrayal, my heart is now treacherous,
Because life has been far from generous.
I don't know whom should I blame?
Is it my own mind playing a game?
They say I am rash and reckless,
But if I am not, I am breathless.
They call me a rebel,
62 | Aarna Galhotra Vibes of My Soul | 63
THE WRONG SIZE
This outfit was tailor made for me, But only on this defiance do I dwell.
A mannequin to display a dark craftsmanship I was supposed to be. Try to fit yourself in, say the wise,
Not needles, by knives it was sewn, But I can't, this dress is of the wrong size.
This costume was designed by a creator unknown. So, this disguise I forsake,
I throw the sheath, my swords I nake.
Undraped, I walk into the clear,
Much to my bliss, For at no price freedom is dear.
I can't even with this.
It is not something I can handle,
It is rougher than a scandal.
Hatred has left me tired,
Only dislike and reluctance have I always admired.
My swords are broken, I'm bleeding profusely,
I thank life for treating me so rudely.
I have no more energy to fight,
I don't see my goals clear in my sight.
The bounds of my tolerance are melting,
At me innumerable stones life is pelting.
I cannot explain what I am going through,
Which poison next life will brew?
All thanks to friends who turned traitors,
My whole body is impacted with craters.
My heart has a bruise,
So what I love, I cannot choose.
Even after the apologies, bitterness remains,
For my soul is wrenched with unanswered complains.
There is a constant struggle against the clock,
For every moment I give myself a new shock.
Trapped in a past of betrayal, my heart is now treacherous,
Because life has been far from generous.
I don't know whom should I blame?
Is it my own mind playing a game?
They say I am rash and reckless,
But if I am not, I am breathless.
They call me a rebel,
62 | Aarna Galhotra Vibes of My Soul | 63
A PIECE OF YOU BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME
No introduction does your name need, You dream of me every night,
Don't you have the guts to face me in broad daylight?
For you instilled life in a latent seed.
You are my first teacher,
You think I am the one,
I resemble you in each and every feature.
But with inviting trouble I'm done.
Nobody inspires me the way you do, You promise to bring the moon,
The despair behind my façade you see through. But in these dark nights I'll forget you soon.
You fulfill my incompleteness, You want it to be forever,
You are so sugary, you are my eternal sweetness. But the only word on my tongue is never.
Your smile brightens up my day, You sing love's melody,
It is quite akin to the sun's nourishing ray. But I only involve in infidelity.
How blissfully from you did I materialize, You want me to stay,
But I have to go out and seize the day.
In your reflection, satisfaction I realize.
You want it to be private,
Your presence give me pleasure,
But in silence I can't salivate.
For me, your selflessness and sacrifice can nothing measure.
You don't want to wait,
Your lovely words echo in my ears, But I'll buy time at any rate.
You made me bold enough to face my fears. You like smiles and interactions,
No one can substitute for your caressing stroke, But I enjoy drama and overreactions.
In me devotion and love you evoke. You seek pleasure in me being along,
But even a few seconds seem long.
With honey of my love your heart is covered,
But as treacherous, I've always been discovered.
In my heart you want to dwell,
But all I am is a rebel.
You want to swim,
I want to sink,
You want to sleep,
I don't want to even blink.
You want to continue, but I want it to end,
My heart's lease has expired, I can't lend.
You want to be in love, but you want to be sane,
How can you gain without pain?
You want us to be rhyming,
But sweetheart there is a fault in your timing.
If you can't make it fearless,
I'll forever remain reckless.
I don't have an extra lifetime,
So, bye darling, better luck next time.
64 | Aarna Galhotra Vibes of My Soul | 65
A PIECE OF YOU BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME
No introduction does your name need, You dream of me every night,
Don't you have the guts to face me in broad daylight?
For you instilled life in a latent seed.
You are my first teacher,
You think I am the one,
I resemble you in each and every feature.
But with inviting trouble I'm done.
Nobody inspires me the way you do, You promise to bring the moon,
The despair behind my façade you see through. But in these dark nights I'll forget you soon.
You fulfill my incompleteness, You want it to be forever,
You are so sugary, you are my eternal sweetness. But the only word on my tongue is never.
Your smile brightens up my day, You sing love's melody,
It is quite akin to the sun's nourishing ray. But I only involve in infidelity.
How blissfully from you did I materialize, You want me to stay,
But I have to go out and seize the day.
In your reflection, satisfaction I realize.
You want it to be private,
Your presence give me pleasure,
But in silence I can't salivate.
For me, your selflessness and sacrifice can nothing measure.
You don't want to wait,
Your lovely words echo in my ears, But I'll buy time at any rate.
You made me bold enough to face my fears. You like smiles and interactions,
No one can substitute for your caressing stroke, But I enjoy drama and overreactions.
In me devotion and love you evoke. You seek pleasure in me being along,
But even a few seconds seem long.
With honey of my love your heart is covered,
But as treacherous, I've always been discovered.
In my heart you want to dwell,
But all I am is a rebel.
You want to swim,
I want to sink,
You want to sleep,
I don't want to even blink.
You want to continue, but I want it to end,
My heart's lease has expired, I can't lend.
You want to be in love, but you want to be sane,
How can you gain without pain?
You want us to be rhyming,
But sweetheart there is a fault in your timing.
If you can't make it fearless,
I'll forever remain reckless.
I don't have an extra lifetime,
So, bye darling, better luck next time.
64 | Aarna Galhotra Vibes of My Soul | 65
89 WORDS HONOUR
You wrote me 89 words. My honour lies buried in the corner.
89 words of anticipation, My commitments perished,
For me they were phrases of purification. Is combusting what was once cherished.
89 words of fulfilment, Into oblivion went my obligations,
Those alphabets cured my every ailment. My priorities tested my patience.
89 words of trust, My allegiance was attacked,
I slept to that lullaby of lust. Lights of loyalty my life lacked.
89 words of admiration, My faith could not withstand fame,
For me they were an elixir of elation. It was impossible to fight the blame.
89 words of respect, The lust turned into liability,
They wiped every tear my eyes wept. Honouring the resolves seemed beyond my ability.
89 words of intimacy, What was once flying now has crashed,
They watered my flowers of fantasy. My faithfulness, my fingers have thrashed.
89 words of moonlight, The finish line is much too far,
They resembled the warmth of the midnight. The fairytale has turned into a scar.
How shall I face the light of the day?
You wrote us in 89 words. When my own mind is racing a relay.
My voraciousness added fuel to the fire,
Someone fabricated it, but I was the liar.
With blame I was blessed,
For in my home of hatred, honour was a day's guest.
66 | Aarna Galhotra Vibes of My Soul | 67
89 WORDS HONOUR
You wrote me 89 words. My honour lies buried in the corner.
89 words of anticipation, My commitments perished,
For me they were phrases of purification. Is combusting what was once cherished.
89 words of fulfilment, Into oblivion went my obligations,
Those alphabets cured my every ailment. My priorities tested my patience.
89 words of trust, My allegiance was attacked,
I slept to that lullaby of lust. Lights of loyalty my life lacked.
89 words of admiration, My faith could not withstand fame,
For me they were an elixir of elation. It was impossible to fight the blame.
89 words of respect, The lust turned into liability,
They wiped every tear my eyes wept. Honouring the resolves seemed beyond my ability.
89 words of intimacy, What was once flying now has crashed,
They watered my flowers of fantasy. My faithfulness, my fingers have thrashed.
89 words of moonlight, The finish line is much too far,
They resembled the warmth of the midnight. The fairytale has turned into a scar.
How shall I face the light of the day?
You wrote us in 89 words. When my own mind is racing a relay.
My voraciousness added fuel to the fire,
Someone fabricated it, but I was the liar.
With blame I was blessed,
For in my home of hatred, honour was a day's guest.
66 | Aarna Galhotra Vibes of My Soul | 67
YESTERDAY
Two days cut from the same cloth,
Touch the same shore, but leave a different froth.
Now I know what I didn't a day back,
Someone is bleeding, but I didn't attack.
Forgotten is what I learnt with precision,
For today someone on me made an incision.
It was tough for me not for the calendar,
For today I have the odour of carrion, yesterday I smelt like lavender.
The difference is of but a number,
I'm black and white today, yesterday I resembled amber.
It is just a matter of minutes,
The soul is free today, yesterday it knew its limits.
The moon was the assailant,
Is quiet now, what yesterday couldn't be silent.
A new date on the universe is embossed,
Is replenished today, what yesterday was lost.
With the same brightness the stars shone,
Is a smile today, what yesterday was a moan.
Exact is the force of gravity,
Is relic today, what yesterday was reality.
The shape of the clouds is consistent,
Is soft now, what yesterday was insistent.
The shade of the water is identical,
Is corrupt now, what yesterday was ethical.
The twelve digits on the clock are the same,
Is christened today, yesterday what had no name.
The same sun rose today,
But the dawn has lost what it had yesterday.
68 | Aarna Galhotra
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