Happy Birthday Sweet❤
He’s Found New Love!
PS: She's Physics!
Bleeding Friendships
Don't friends fight sometimes In the end reconcile too? I'm in hope, that maybe someday We can row in one boat and Laugh out loud like we always do? The bygone days can't come back But we can plan trips, no? When everything's back to normal And possibly there're chances to meet Can we get together some place too? Even street side dahi puchka is good When I share the plate with you So let's just meet for a cup of tea Making memories for a lifetime Till the next time I see you two? Let's forgive each other at once Restart like we did as sophomores? Let's just stop feeling this low Let's just stop being so cruel Let's just love each other true?
Did You Lose Something Too?
Last year, around September I wrote about losing you Long before, sometime in 2018 I kind of felt that way too Now that we do not talk and I do not care anymore I write about losing you Better off without you Forevers are too old fashioned huh and you've got so much to distract yourself Maybe you never needed me in first place I don't need your negativities too! But you'd been in my heart four long years is quite a time Untangling you is jumbling me Has it never been the same for you? You're nice, and sweet and all But you're whiner, and griper You're fake and you're troubles but then you're also a biased lover You've loved me, when you thought I was right You've cared enough I've been there in your thick and thin Now you leave when I tell you you're wrong? You say that I take sides and I never took yours How in a moment you break us Is it not a big deal to you? I had been thinking about how to wish you one month from now Call? Wouldn't that be weird Maybe I will leave a text on phone? Social media texts are even better but I haven't been seeing your posts lately Afraid to find what you could have done Ah! So you have unfriended us! I peep in to see your happy posts with your gangs, or solo you've made quite a friends You'd never understand this hollow I see you've been posting bolder pics Slaying with our 'enemy' friends I've been reading real friends are never lost only people masquerading as friends are! So, after long I'm trying to engulf that we're just a history now But did you never feel the twinge did you never lose a part or a thing?
Ouch.
A Letter to Myself
(Enough of talking in the head)
*Time for SELF-love*
Hey,
So I came here for writing a blog post, but settling up to write you a letter to let you know that it’s okay if you’ve had bad days in the recent past, there have been good ones too, and then there will be some better days. I am here to cheer you up because you always fail to acknowledge your self-worth in difficult times, or should I say every once in a while?
So, what are you worried for? Is work being a bitch? Are things around overwhelming and you find it difficult to engulf the sad reality? Have you watched a lot of news recently? Is somebody sick? Bad day at office? Name it, and I’ll know! Yea, a lot of things are going around in your head, but hey, remember who you are? You’re my supergirl! You’re going to make it.
I know you’ve been doing everything needed, more like the son of the family, and it’s tiring sometimes. The days are longer because though there is not much work, there are trainings and projects you’re enrolled to. It’s boring working on those NRT scenarios, and it’s a bundle of joy to deploy your angular app in docker.
You’re appreciated, you’re warned. You’re happy, and you’re stressed. That’s how it’s supposed to be, isn’t it? You just need to keep sailing in this endless sea, until you reach a shore, and find your purpose, maybe?
You might never have imagined how working for office during the day, and freelancing the night would turn out to be. Thanks to the Almighty, you’ve had enough to pay your bills, and carve a smile on your parents’ lips. Ah, see how you make them proud! I’ve loved you, always. Yes, I do hate a part of you, but let me just love all of you tonight.
You’re probably more upset because your ironman is unwell. But hey, let me remind you of the first poetry you wrote for him, about the lucky girl and the lost thing. You got me? Okay, it’s been like a decade, and we didn’t yet find what’s lost, but we learned to live with it. Things go from good to bad, sometimes worse too, but your ironman is going to fight all of it, you know that too.
Let’s bring a smile back on your face with that lovely compo!
The Lucky Girl and The Lost Thing When she was born There was happiness all around Those charming and delightful days Took all problems away Each one in the family Loved that lucky baby She was cute and pretty And a bit crazy Every demand her parents' fulfilled Provided knowledge, made her skilled It was quite a smooth sailing When something started fluctuating What was it that went wrong The ‘happy tune’ changed to a sad song? When and how and what and why Here I’m to tell thy The one whom she loved the most The one who taught her To make tea and toast, The one who loved her From his inner core Had lost something! But what? Let's explore. I still wonder who he was For whom she cared, and the cause? How losing of that particular thing A reason for her to be in twinge? The cute smile disappeared The craziness vanished The fun & frolic, those amazement All became a matter of past The lucky girl with no reasons to cry Now searches reasons to smile I don't know why She's busy searching for that lost thing She prays, she laments But now she’s tired of everything One day I saw her in the street I luckily got a chance to meet, To find out the reasons for her agony I wished she likes my company We had a chat for an hour or so And then finally I asked in a voice lil’ low “What's the reason you’re in pain??” I asked her thrice, again and again “Who's it you love the most, and so does he? I'm your friend, you can tell me" Lil’ drops of tears I could see in her eyes Within seconds, gently she said "my paa" Oh my God how sweet of her I couldn’t stop even myself listening to the girl, But there was something I still didn’t get I knew not about that lost thing yet! “But what has he lost dear When, how, and where?” Listening my words, she shattered Dropping in my arms, HEALTH she uttered Now I came to know the reality What I used to call the reasons for her agony She loves her paa, and he’s lost his health And as you all know, that’s what is wealth So all my dear friends, a request to you Let’s pray for her father and the girl too Give them just, just 2 precious minutes of yours May God do everything well, as better as before… (Dated: Someday in the Summer of 2012)
So, hey girl, this is just a reminder that you’ve been stronger than you’ve ever imagined. You’re made of fire lumps, and magic dust, and poetries and unfinished tales. This time shall pass. Remember, there are good days, and there are bad days.
Do you still need more love? Seek love out here ❤
Goodnight.
Dubiosity of the Lost
When I told you I missed you
It was true
When I see we can be friends
you don’t see what I do
When I sit at my chair here
I feel my Monday blues
No empathy, so sympathy
Why the world’s so rude?
Confusion, delusion
I’m turning sore
No place left to find
what I’m looking for
Decisions, ambitions
backfiring the life we swore
This endless wait
when I stop missing home
Longing For Home
.
It’s the second time in months
The first in December it was
That longing became a reality
That missing home came crashing
Until it hit me right at my core
I remember last night how everything seemed worthless
The work and this being thousand miles away
Seeing them grow old, oh I can’t see that too
Is it too much to ask for?
Here I am, saving chunks so that I can head home
Oh, am I saving really, I am afraid
Just hopelessly living in this hope
That someday, maybe.
Would you wait for sometime?
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You’re not distraction
You’re my addiction
I abstain from you
You hurl back
I just can’t let go
You’re attention seeker
You take my all
But then this is what I want
Did you and universe have a talk?
Please wait for sometime,
Dear poetries on my mind
Regrets
It feels as though I’m an irresponsible citizen
It’s rising in flames, I’m caught up in my job
I see kids begging, or selling things they’re forced upon
I don’t stop by and ask why, my break hour is limited
I was late in buying gifts to the girls working at my PG
They are gone, with the gifts lying in my cupboard
It feels as though the void is piercing deep
What the heck am I even doing?
How do we know?
Am i doing it right
Steering away
When we still got time
But how do we know
If it’s worth the while?
Don’t you wanna smile
A little wider
Maybe stay longer
With rush through the veins
Seeping deeper
This wasn’t unknown
I knew it from the start
yet unprepared we are
Leaving this shade
With a smidgen of scars
I’m running out of time
For words spill
When i start to write
About all
Which is not so right
So hey, am I doing right
Gearing away
Because we’ve got no time
despite knowing
It’s all worth the while
