Saturday, March 31, 2012

A Lone

It's one of those days when you want to tuck in there a bit longer in your sheets.

Want to wake up to no one but to yourself.

It's one of those days when you want to do nothing...but nothing.

It is irrelevant if you are a loner or not... It you have human existence around you at the moment or otherwise. Immaterial if you enjoy your own company or need a soul or two to make you feel alive.

It is one of those days when you want to drown yourself in the feeling of your own survival, existence... And by all means your own self.

It is one of those days when narcissism does not seem like such a bad 'ism' after all. Not for the love of yourself, but for the overwhelming over dose of others around.

It is one of those days when your body, soul, and mind in themselves feels like three different individuals, unable to handle the crowd within themselves.

One of those days when you succumb to your bed without 'Good Night'.

One of those days when you want to be a loner...

Sunday, March 25, 2012

So Close...

You think of one, and land up getting another,
When you get to your place, you want to go further...

You stay up all night, and wish someone was around,
When they are with you, you tend to let them down...

You want to make it early, cuz they are never late...
When you are on time though, you have had to wait!

You ask life for things, and it gives it to you,
When you get it though, you want something new...

It is funny how things work, for you and for me...
How life really is, and how we want it to be!

So close, and yet so far, its always been the same,
Play it by your own rules, cuz Life's a fair game!

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Death.

This one is in the memory of Zambo. We all love you dearly love you and miss you as much.

Soul to my survival,
Brightness to days dull,
But never knew something
Could be so final...
And now here I am
Gifting you the wreath
As you embrace to
The call of death.

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Flames

A flame burns in me,
Its burning for a while,
I know not why it is lives,
But is bright and agile.

Unknowingly I fueled it,
And also let it breathe,
There came a time it blazed,
Till I couldn't bear its heat.

The flame turned into fire,
I knew not what to do,
And attempts to pacify it,
Only led to more ado.

Craving for some comfort,
Better-- I wanted to feel,
And then found my solace,
As the bruise began to heal,

Soft touches and blows,
Of love and affection,
The burning was dying off...
The feeling-- near perfection.

I know what led the fire,
It was that of being alone.
I know what made it fuse off,
Companionship- my life adorned.