Saturday, 18 May 2013

Two Peas in a Pod


A lazy breeze on hot summer whilst I lain,  
Fresh green landscapes bathed by the rain,
The bonfire's warmth on a chilly night,
These luxuries are savored by both of us,right?

Then why would you say, “We are too different to be together”?


To let go of everything with friends by our side,
To have no worry or care in plain sight,
A  hearty laugh to appease our mood,
A companion to trust through it all,does us both good.

Then why would you say, “we are too different to get along ”?


A good day’s work and a rewarding slumber at night.
The right to fight for the right with all our might.
Beaming with pride parents and kin.
Someone who blindly believes you will win.

I am sure you yearn for this just as much I do.
Then why would you say, “We are two peas from different pods”?



A person who'd laugh with me over the irony of life.
A miracle that'd suddenly open a door when all's dead-and-alive.
A dining room where glasses clink over smiling faces,
And a house where kindness and kinship graces.

In the end this is what matters to me, isn't that true for you too?
Then why would you say, "we are too different to be together"?


I am amazed when someone understands the dustiest corner of my soul.
I tend to go after things that make sense in my mind alone.
I know and I see this happens to you too.
At night you rest your worries on a bedstead
For me a simple cot has to suffice.
But does it change the fact that we both dream of paradise? 

Then why would you say, “We are too different to get along”?


We have gone through times we don’t want to remember.
We have had days to cherish and to hold closer.
We both have done and said some mean things.
We both have people in our lives for whom we’d give anything.
We've had people in our lives that have let us down incorrigibly.
We both have tried and failed,sometimes really miserably.

Then  why would you say, “We are too different to come together”?


Equally brittle, equally vulnerable we all are in this game
We may love different things, but isn't our love for them just the same?
We fear different things, but isn't fear itself a common thing that binds us together?
Life threw curve balls at both of us but don't you how we've survived to meet each other?

I dream,I desire,I cry and I love. And I know you do those things too.
So really, HOW different are we?

we are just the same, you and me, two souls bound by a force beyond.


Friday, 1 March 2013

A Cure For My Bad Day


Honestly you don’t cross my mind anymore,
You're clearly a case of out of sight, out of my mind.
I don't remember the last digits of your number
And for a long time now,no song has gotten me to rewind.

But today is going to be an exception,
I didn’t think I’d miss you so much.
My book is slowly leafing back to your pages.
My mind is blurring the reasons I had so far clutched.

Everything I did today fell short and turned wrong,
Thinking about it makes me shudder.
Don’t even ask me about my luck today,
 I had the hardest time pushing it ever.

My head is as messed up as the day
Everyone has found a reason to abandon me today.
I can’t help but start to think
What if..what if you were here today?

I try to shake this feeling off
I try to keep myself from drowning in vain
I wish you were with me on a day like this
But time has passed us and nothing I do will bring it again.

Were it for you,I would have forgotten these doldrums,
Of all the people you'd know how to make this misery go away.
Your words would have healed my emptiness
Your lullaby would have done wonders on my dismay.

The day cuts me like a bitter old song
A song that brings locked memories back to date
It has dug up my forgotten regrets
I painfully reflect upon things I know I couldn't have saved

Remembrance is only making my day even sourer
I know that that one person is also not here anymore
There's no one to pull me back from this plunge
It's just me,I'm forlorn,now my days are mine alone.

All I can do is push my tears into the pillow,
Wrap the day into another song I will never hear.
Pull myself together and convince my heart
Everyone has days they can't bear.

Monday, 21 January 2013

The Dreamer



There is something about him
The courage he shows by guarding his dream

He is unaffected by life's harsh honest gazes
He almost looks funny when he is unfazed. 

He has a tune in his head and a bounce in his each step
I hate to admit, I envy him sometimes, yep.

Only because he acts like he has the key to happiness
And yet won’t share it with enough selflessness.

I wonder can he not see how everyone’s pointing
How his whimsies are taking a lot more than giving

Maybe that’s why people ridicule and sneer at him
Nonetheless I see there is a charm in his eyes abrim.

Then again he gets an idea as silly as the one before
There he goes, those eyes twinkle with a grin once more.

He has me worriedly hoping that maybe this time he will give up.
While he, lost in the music, just doesn’t seem to get worked up

His fearless optimism forces me to question
Everything I used to believe with much conviction

Is it really possible to get what we want from our lives?
Is it really worth being seen as a fool and taking all those jibes?

He secretly smiles to himself when I ask this
The answers are yes is his sincere promise

He believed his dreams gave him much liberation
And in return took petty inhibition

I can only describe him as a dreamer
But that’s what I’ve really adored about him since ever.





Unsaid


We look into each other’s eyes
Knowing there is something to say
But then our gaze drifts away
Because we can’t make ourselves say

It’s not that he won’t understand what I have to tell
It’s just that what’s in my mind is for me to figure yet
He knows there's too much that is going unsaid between us
Not today,but someday he'll figure it from all the clues, I bet.

We talk about everything, tip toeing around the real thing
Neither of us knows exactly what it is, frankly it has us both confused a bit
Searching for answers only throws us more questions
We can’t say what we need to say, mostly because there is no name to it.

Once said, I fear it will lose its meaning and get lost in being labelled
So we continue to see through each other’s hearts;ahh this is how everyday goes.
We read between our words, even the unspoken ones
Eagerly waiting for the other to blurt and then feeling relieved when nobody does.

I guess we have started to love this.
The unsaid vibe between us binds us now
It sets the magic in the air around us
And we wrap it around and feel its warmth

The mystery in his silence and the comfort of his company
I only want it all to remain this way
I don't love him and yet i'm unnaturally drawn to him
Oh there I go,that’s exactly what I wanted to say.

He just brings peace to me, his unspoken feelings whisper a million things
We know this is cannot be the end, but neither will anything ever change
We kept to ourselves to protect ourselves
We let the most important be unsaid,no matter how strange.