French Delights.

Whispering words
The eyes tell the story
Amidst too many words
Tied around the silent glances
Hidden amidst the smiles
Lives and breathes a story
All that happens
All that will
Shall together tie
The chapters abound
French delights
Drunk without wine
Promises till end of time
Two chapters blend
A story is made
The book is written
The characters play
The song they shall say
Shall set the heart ablaze
Because
Sometimes
Music is indeed
The song of the soul

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Rains.

The falling drops
Are here again
The sky is painted in lilac
The heart draped in red
The shining stars seem
Lost in singing the dreamy lullaby
Inching closer together
Never to drift apart
Two banks of a river
Crisscrossing the stones
The collision is beautiful
The union shall amaze
Even the stars will say
I wish I lived this story too!
Not every plan permits
Not every smile has a reason
Not every poem speaks
Not every line rhymes
Yet, all falls in place
When the tiny fingers entwine
Perfectly they fit
Perfectly they remain
The rain pours again
French delights
Memories infinite
Here to stay
Forever the same
One step more
A lot awaits as
The rain reigns again

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21

Live, Love, Leave.

You know,

Nothing in life

Comes for granted.

One moment

We are here

Amidst love

With your loved ones

Thinking of your lover

Giggling with people

And 

One snap

And everything ends.

Fragile?

Of course.

Unpredictable?

Oh Yeah!

Who has seen tomorrow?

The sun when it sets

Doesn’t knows if it will meet

The morning rays again 

People we hug

Might just become

Little figments of 

Big memories

Because

Sometimes, it gets one moment too many.

Sometimes, the end sneaks right under your nose

You never know which page is the last

If this is it,

Cherish the folded pages

Trace your fingers

On pages you highlighted

The memories your heart seals

Kiss the line

Where you wrote your own story

Feel the emotions

Where you first felt beautiful

In the end,

We never know

When one today

Never brings another tomorrow.

You know,

Nothing in life

Comes for granted.

You know,

Nothing in life

Comes for granted.

You know,

Nothing in life

Comes for granted.

LIVE.

LOVE.

LEAVE.

Half Story.

A half story will someday

Finish

Between pages of the unread diary

Between the unwritten words of a love poem

Between the hidden glances of almost lovers

Between the teary eyes of the false smile

Between the giggling conversation of a new flame

Between two ‘Almosts’ touching ‘Always’

A half story will someday

Finish 

Between I and You 

And become the Us

‘We’ will think of

33 years from now.

A half story will someday

Finish

Between a poem that ends

With a wish.

WISH.

 

Because every Valentine’s day, you must fall in love with Love.

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The HOME.

Have you ever looked for a home?

And found yourself wondering

How would  the walls look like?

Would you paint the ceiling red

Or leave it white like the rest?

Will there be one extra window

To clear your mind

On stormy nights

Will you have tall walls

To help you when

claustrophobia hits you hard

Have you ever looked for a home

And found yourself wondering

If you will ever find one?

I’ve done all this and more

spent too many nights

Trying to find

That one home

Where I could be

Who I am and break free

Of every insecurity

Yet, it took me a long time

To know

Lover alone can make a home

No fancy walls,

No specific color

The heart that calls your name

Is the home you will crave to stay!

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Picture credits: Quotes Codex

Sad.

Prompt: Broken heart and sadness: Beauty in half stories.

They say poetry makes you feel, but sad poetry gives you feel.

 

Tonight, I am not going to lie.

I am tired of pretending

Everything is alright.

When I know

Every day is just another 

Storm

Which won’t subside

I am tired of trying

So hard that my knuckles

Almost bleed

It is about time

I see the same things

That I refused to see

I sometimes get tired too

Of trying too hard

Of chasing so fast

I trip and cry

No shoulder to hold me up

No hands to soak the tears

Missed chances and half stories

Too many, one sided attempts

An array of broken promises

I see the eyes of the people I loved

I let the sadness envelop me in a hug

I sit on the cold bathroom floor

And strum every harsh word I never spoke 

Maybe, I needed to see

How long I’ve been walking along

The silhouette I thought to be you

Had left me in lanes I had long crossed

I sit down on the road I do not know

Some day again, we shall bump

Maybe, that time the places

We shall swap

You would wonder of the caring eyes

The once upon a time

But by then this heart will harden

And nothing more shall remain

Or there shall always be

But, you will like always fail to see.

Often in life, you need to be

Your own goddamn hero

Because promises break and so do people.

I am not standing up

Not again

Because there is a beauty in fallen things

And for once I want to feel

What beautiful feels like

No silhouette beside

No memories aside

Just this long night

Oh, Dangerous Words

Strum me the same old lullaby

Break the broken heart tonight. 

Tonight, I am not going to lie.

Let’s romance sadness tonight.

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Much lovies,

Shade.

Hoping to alternate with a happy one soon.