Willful Woes...

Tending to let go
Fleetingly you stand still.
Walking away gracefully,
On the edge of a precipice.
Two ways to go,
Yet one way to choose.
Do you free dive?
Do you sky dive?
Either way you go,
He is there waiting for you.
Getting hurt not an option,
Getting involved not a solution.
Whats a girl got to do?
Being unattached was
her license to paradise.
Flying under the radar
Was her MO for A low profile.
Taking a sabbatical
For hunting for the one.
She became the hunted.
She never needed this,
But she never heeded it.
Wilfully she went on.
With him in pursuit.

Waqt hai kya...

Jeethe Hai Is Duniya Mein
Bina koi Pehchan Se
Bina koi Ehsaas Se.
Chalta Hai Waqt ka safar,
Jab Ruktha Hai
Tho yaad Aatha hai
Beethe Huye lamhon ki,
Jin Ka Saaya Chupte Gaye.
Zindagi ke Daman Mein.
Kabhi Chub tha hai,
Kabhi Rulatha hai.
Kabhi Hasatha hai.
Waqt ke Panne Par,
Hum Kahan Rahe,
Tum kahan rahe.
Bas Guzarish hai
Waqt Se ke
Chod na dho hume aise,
Jahan Manzil hi na rahe.
Baas Lapeto humko
Tere Anchal mein,
Kabhi na rahe hum
Dur Tumhare Angaan Se.

Jagged Reflection....

She looked at her reflection.
Like she always did.
Everything looked the same.
Only the mirror was broken.
With Jagged edges redefined.
Every piece part of a puzzle.
So fragile in place,
One stir would cause a ruckus.
Handling with care was a need.
To care there had to be someone.
The one standing beside her,
Was as dark and mysterious
As she was,
Afterall they were the same.
Her shadow accompanied her loneliness.
Somehow she found solace in that.
Everything out of focus,
Everyone out of reach.
No one to care or hear.
No one that gave a damn.
Being alive or dead was the same.
Indifference the only compassion,
That was besotted by others.
Yearning for some warmth she stood,
Someone to take a look
To see if she is there.
Acknowledgement was her content.
Isolation around her rampant,
Trying to break free of the edges.
She stepped on the very pieces,
that showed her who she was.
Only to tear up inside
With tears outside.
Drenched in her cascade of waterfall.
She lulled her self to sleep.
Melancholy the sweet tune,
Soothed her slowly.
Drifting her away to a land,
where she got what she wanted.
Again to wake up in her reality.
Where she never belonged.
Jagged edges surrounded her.
Walls scaled around.
She vowed never again,
To open up to anyone.
Only to get stomped on
By the one that actually cared.

Forgotten Memory....

The past is past.
The present is now.
The future non-existent.
Three tenses of varied times.
Each with their pros and cons.
Some like one over the other.
The past makes me tick,
As to the present i live in
With no future expectations.
Like a masterpiece aged,
With little blemishes and
a history worth talking about.
There are certain things,
I cannot forget.
It was one of those days,
When a memory long buried.
Resurfaces from six feet under.
Bringing me on edge to
What I would put as lame stupidity.
Wasting a quarter of my decade,
Trying to understand what transpired.
The memory is clear as day,
But the details hazy as the fog.
Should i laugh or cry.
It would never make a difference.
Since a closure to things like these.
Is just a whimsical fantasy.
I was silly enough to do it,
Now I regret even thinking of it.
As the others don't even know,
What went through my mind.
It just remains incomplete.
Waiting to be finished .
Only I know it will hever happen.
The awkward pleasure I got,
Surmised enough what I needed.
For that was my content.
In knowing that I will never again.
Come upon that memory.
A direction taken to leave it behind.
This memory under lock and key.
Showed that feelings felt,
Aren't necessarily truthful enough.
To hold on to.
So just let it be in the past.
Only if you can put it there...

You and her....

You see through her eyes.
What you could never understand?
You yearn in her light,
What you always needed.
You bask in her glory,
What you always cherished.
You linger in her wake,
What you always garnered.
You embellish in her glance,
What you always embraced.
You savour in her fragrance,
What you always flavored.
You regale in her grandeur,
What you always enamored.
You revel in her spirit.
What you always nurtured.
Sometimes you lose yourself
When you're around her.
Only wishing if it were really true.
That the dream you seek.
Was actually a reality in check.

Pehagam...

Dheere Se lekin chupke se
Ek parchayi chaane lagi
Zindagi ke khone pe.
Humko kabhi lubatha hai
Kabhi rulatha Hai.
Ek Gumnaam Ajnabi.
Kaun Hai Yeh Anjaana,
Agar puchey tho
Kehta hai ki khele
Hum aankh micholi
Jahan chori chori
Baatein hoti.
Chote Chote ishaare hote
Jo dikhathi hai uska mazhar.
Kareeb Akhaar dekhoon tho
Baas Nishani Reha Jathi hai.
Jisme Dikhta hai Uska Chhana
Dheemi hokar dikhata hai Ek rasta.
Jahan rehata hai zindagani ka matlab
Aur Intezaar hai us Parchayi ka.
Jo Sapne ke pardhey se hatkar,
Mere Damaan Ko Rangat Karega.

Hidden Smile.....

Keeping up the delightful pace.
Lighting up with a beautiful smile.
Making around glisten with bliss.
She was an angel in disguise.
She was a star for darkness.
Making everything bright.
Her grace lauded all around.
When you look a little closer.
You see something amiss.
You approach nearer,
A step back she takes.
Heeding a warning ahead.
What she doesn't want from you.
Was to know who she really is.
Scared away she'd run.
Scarred from the past
That held her captive.
Trying to make others glad,
Made the darkness dim.
Yet the sorrow was grim.
Making a difference was good.
But never an impact on her.
She sought solace in goodness.
Yet the solitude didn't vanish.
Can anyone's pain be so dark,
That even a little light.
Didn't stand for anything.
What she hides?
No one knows.
What she fears?
Can be felt.
What she feels?
Can't be understood.
What can she do?
Not a clue,
Only time can change.
The darkness that shrouds.
But she still remains an angel.
For those that need a smile.