Morning Smile

She ran past me,
Covered in drapes of,
Silver and green,
Lightning struck a chord,
With her beauty,
And blush rose upon my cheeks,
Like the flow of an endless creek,
Her shadow whiskered past me,
Every grain of her hair touching me,
Love like a knot where two ends meet,
I swept my eyes above the sea,
She came as a morning smile to me,
Hard to seek in a life of endless seas,
Trees, seas all the living beings,
Heart so stubborn never listens to me,
Her eyes twinkled, maybe,
Maybe for once she smiled at me,
Opportunities so least, in a life,
Full of your own makings,
Time too precious, meant to seize,
And so I ran past what felt like,
Every other human being in the crossing,
Twisted and tumbled in front of her knees,
“Definitely, for once she smiled at me,
And life seemed so glorious to me,
Moon took a sip of sanctity,
Her face shining with smoldering heat,
For me sun rose from her feet,
Scientists were never meant to please”
In my love, in my vocabulary,
This is the story of me not any other,
Human being, coz I took that plunge,
Love so profound that it overflowed,
From every pore of my skin,
“Definitely, in this life of mine,
And hers, she smiled for me,
And for once every single life,
Of my every single day,
I smiled every morning,
As she had a morning smile for me.

God Never Existed

Versatility defined me from ages,

Progressing from a nonexistent,

Being to someone who existed,

Within the eyes of the people,

Who never got their turn in life,

But found hope and happiness in me,

So I reached far above the sea,

10000 miles of journey accomplished,

A feat that only sounded deceived,

In the eyes of the people who,

Never became what they wanted to be,

Who never actually wanted me to be,

An existing identity but lost within,

The soul and the depth of the sea,

And the oceans swept towards the sky,

And god never really existed within,

But was created by the people who,

Never actually existed but their existence,

Was lost within the crowd of shadows,

And so they hand over their hope,

And happiness to someone who could,

Not actually but certainly sweep over,

The grievances of the people who,

Actually dreamt each and every second,

What life certainly could have been,

If god really answered to their pleads,

I, never believed in the word “Almighty”,

So I never actually lost faith in him,

And it’s only when people loose,

Their faith in the existence of god,

Do they lie awake and go to sleep,

As the dreams seem so pleasing,

When lying awake never actually,

But certainly feels so far-fetched,

This life never actually belonged,

And I never wanted me to be,

What I really wanted to be,

When the “Almighty” was created,

Within the minds of the people,

To add the burden of blame on someone,

Who won’t answer to their pleads,

And I never actually believed in the “Almighty”,

So I never lost the faith in me.

Aches To Breathe

Blisters, turmoil’s and tragedies,
Heart forsaken aches to breathe,
Night dwells upon days shouldered,
Claws pierced and clambered beneath,
Chains, wrenches and a few barriers,
Tried to stop the sun in me from rising,
Mighty force of a determined living being,
Dream so powerful, so majestic,
Hell bent wrinkles of earth creaked beneath,
And the earth divided into two pieces,
One where I dwelled, one which I reached,
Crossing miles and miles of barriers within,
Sun within me gleamed and shrieked,
And the pain toppled and tumbled,
Reached to the brim, but I was far,
From going back to my knees, on my feet,
I rose like a phoenix from my own ashes,
And I clambered and pierced my claws within,
Dream tied to a rope never loses its grip,
Like a soul of human being cannot be ripped,
Heart forsaken aches to breathe,
Endless road of a soulless human being,
Eventuality leads to a major calamity,
Disengaging, dislocating, disintegrating,
Heart never tends to seize actuality,
But lies to itself of an incomplete dream,
That never actually existed but ended,
In a tragedy as the breathing,
Never actually unfortunately tends to seize,
Heart forsaken aches to breathe.

Our LOVE Is Here To Stay

Whisper a few words in my ears,
Fingers tingling of my feet,
Foot tapping music here to play,
Drunken people on the street,
And I grab a hand below me,
Sending shiver down my spine,
Our love is here to stay,
And baby you ever smell the same,
Eyes of mysteries and shadows,
We dance till the night turns away,
And the air never felt the same,
Till it whiskered past your shoulders,
Tingling my senses in every way,
And baby our love is here to stay,
Words of love never felt the same,
Till they took a sip of your lips,
And drunkenness overshadowed my senses,
Two pairs of slippers left at the doorway,
Cold sleepy stone steps never felt this way,
And tonight our love is here to stay,
And the feelings felt for you my love,
Will never be felt for someone else again,
As there is no other woman on this earth,
Who makes me go nuts every second,
And I may never feel so insane again,
As madness was a habit never diagnosed,
And doctors said it’s too late my son,
Tonight your love is here to stay,
And the hospital left their belongings,
At the door way and danced away,
Into the night of dreams and love,
And love in this world is here to stay,
As hate may never feel the same again,
You and I shall live the dream again,
And baby our love is here to stay,
And people need some love,
To be the same like they always did,
Again,
This world may never feel the same again,
Baby, our love is here to stay.

Wishful Thinking

When did wishful thinking,
Become a memory of my dreams,
And the longing for the loved ones,
With time and grains on the surface,
Eventually and actually never seized,
But the space in between the surface,
Kept staring at me for eternity,
And the wishful thinking never did breathe,
But the whispers of dreams still haunt me,
When I sleep and the fear creeps over me,
And reverse psychology never worked,
Living a dream again never becomes reality,
And once destined, forever becomes a wish,
And the bridges of thinking collapse over it,
But the pain resurfaces never begs to seize,
Like a wound that never actually wants to heal,
But reminds me each and every day of failure,
Etched all over the surface of tranquility,
I wish someday the thinking would seize,
And dreams would break into a million pieces,
My reflection broken and buried million pieces,
Wishful thinking once becomes a reality,
And I may live that dream for a while now,
In reality after all I’m a human being,
And the heart beats never meant to please,
But crave for that wishful thinking all over again,
And the dreams are no more than reality,
And the reality is no more than an unseen dream,
But actually felt and lived in totality,
And the human heart was never meant to please,
And the shattering of dreams may never seize,
And the human heart was never created,
To live in peace.