a little romance with life

Like saying ‘hello’ when meeting a treasured friend Like hugging the warmth of the sunshine Like warm feelings that had been tucked away under warm clothes kept in care for colder times Like reasons to let people come closer Like excuses to hold them tighter Like a short day that begs to be lived to the fullest Like a star-filled night that refuses to get over You come back to me like an old lover You whisper in my ears long forgotten songs You play with my hair You tickle my heart with your gentle breath You fill my mind with your scent. You come to me like an old lover who will one day say goodbye again.

There are promises that you make to yourself that will change the way you live your life; and sometimes you will be able to see as you make them; other times it’ll be years before you knew you were following a mantra a motto, or something; and when you look back it’ll shine through everything you have ever done and you’ll love it or hate it; but years later, you won’t be able to do anything about it. I have made some promises too. Like the promise I’ve made to never regret the evening I spent swept in the arms of something I love; like reading poetry Or listening and singing along to songs in the happiest voice, Like the day when I chose to ignore a pending assignment so that I could go and listen to two old men, both poets as they recited words weaved in magic, casting a spell on me And the wonder I felt when I saw them grow young in the span of an hour or so. And I will never look back with contempt or anger at the things and people that on...

I feel cheated on, today Because there is someone else out there who is Living my life—wearing the shoes I would have picked had I gotten to the store first; and in clothes that actually belong to me; telling stories that are hidden in the corners of my heart And I don’t know how she knows, but she knows And she flies, while I float around today, holding on to temporary anchors as I search for wings. Because there are no words for the things I feel And reasons for what I feel, but I feel, so much About so many things—like when I cross the road And stare at faces that say to me- “you know, I have an interesting story to tell”; and when I see mothers holding daughters as they cross roads and on the other end, daughters holding their mothers who are children again, once their job is done And how I laugh and smile and cry Because I can see the circle of life; but there is no one word Or even many, that can ever describe the warmth I feel That som...

Cheers to the being who does not keep A hidden box at the top of the closet Or in some corner of the heart Or in its mind Where it is covered By the cobwebs of memory A box that contains bits and pieces of paper Words and dialogues Quotes and lyrics Photographs of smiles And pictures of views Letters that haven’t been opened in years And phone numbers that will never be used Pens whose souls left them When their inks ran dry And papers who knew they had died When dust came to reside on them Where once fingers touched, And tears smiled. A box The box The most dreaded box The most loved one The one there But not really. Cheers to the being Who can let it go Who can but throw Away the things That matter no more. And I will come looking for you soon but I have a box as of now to look after.

Have you ever felt so happy in a moment Maybe after a phone call that lasted not more than 600 seconds But made you smile all day after that Because every once in a while, people say the sweetest things And the euphoria in that minute makes you feel That no riches in the world Could make you even half as happy as you feel today Have you ever felt so complete for a second That you thought that life is most perfect in the now And that joy came from nothing but a rooftop That showed the wide sky to you With clouds that looked like cotton candy In the company of people you love too much And the sounds of songs that sound much better in their voices Than they ever did on tv Have you ever felt the warmth of a person When they hug you in a hurry and you know that both of you don’t want to leave so you just stay there, holding each other and smiling in each other’s ears wondering that throughout the years you had waited for this time to come an...

She was walking on a way So confident and bold  She loved it so crazy  She could have walked till she grew old  She walked a little longer  She walked a little more  Before she asked herself What does she really want? It was a straight path, really And she could have walked and walked But how would she then discover The joys of being lost? Two roads diverged in the woods Seems too old now And it isn’t about the path I want to choose Its about the million roads that lie ahead of me Each more wonderful than the next Each that terrifies me more And the silent scream In my heart Because I don’t want to chose Just one  Or any At all.

I was scared Once A long time back Or so it seems Of being hurt, Scared so bad That I couldn’t let anyone Come close to me. Then you came along And I feel warmth And strength And faith And hope Somehow I’m scared no more. But Now I have New things to be scared of And today I feel most scared Of myself Because When you stand by me All weak and soft Telling me things you tell no one And believing in me Not to hurt you The way I look at you I’m terrified Of the me That’ll want to pinch you Slowly And deep Into the part of your heart That needs most To feel loved.