!!!! 9th October !!!! XX Fingers Crossed XX

Can i get a kiss??

A warm hug around your waist
my arms tugging at your vest

let me hold you tight
as i try not to be diffident

and pull you close
as i have u appose

i hold your head
in order to not mislead

i touch your lips with mine
as my hands try to entwine

a small kiss on your lips
before i let u give into any blips

and then a quick warm slurpy full one
before you think about anyone ;)

Will u let me have another
to remember forever

My Man
Miman :)

Reality

Sucks
Pokes
Pinches
Hurts
Poisons
Dampens
Stabs
Smiles
Questions
Laughs
Smirks
Teases
Falls
and then literally KILLS

In Hope

I Awaited:
To be in your arms
To hear your voice in my ear
To let your fingers run through my hair
To tell you my stories, as you watched me
To lie next to you
To hear you talk about ideologies
To live a few days like i never did

I Await:
For the morning sun
Hoping to receive a warm Hi!
I smile and let the moment go
Wanting to find another one
To get your attention
To hear your voice
To tickle my thoughts
To give me a hope that the dark night did not affect you
And that its not the end


I Will Await:
To have a boisterous laugh with you
To live our moment again
To be loved like you did
For nothing else to change us ever

Guess i'm a little heartbroken at the moment :'(

BAD DAY

A familiar cry of many at most times. It sounds like everyone has it some time or the other, just on a rough calculation at an average once in a fortnight.

I'm sure we don't actually get up thinking its a bad day. We just end up being judgmental by calling a precious, beautiful,24 hour day in our life a BAD DAY. A thought that would just end up making us think that the whole 1440 minutes is destined to gloom, gloom and some more gloom.

Such a pity that the day, which is same for every living and non living thing is simply considered bad day, because of ones mood and course of actions happening around him /her. And because of the result of their course of actions or of situations they completely blame an innocent being with amazing capabilities and attributes as bad. And not do they just call it bad, but also dwell in it and actually seem to enjoy it by simply christening the whole day bad.

Instead, i have a smart ( just like me) and a useful ( rather meaningful) suggestion, lets start living bad half days, bad hours, bad minutes or may be bad seconds. You know in that manner one would be considerate to the day and may be mentally have it in their head that the whole day is not that bad its just the few passing hours/ minutes/ seconds that are bad.

Ain't it a very positive approach :)

P.S: Though i never saw how you look on a bad day, you make me look pretty awful as i have my mind cluttered with thoughts thinking and hoping your day gets better.

Fuchsia Glow

Had a block in my head

Every color seemed blurred and mixed up

Like the painter’s palette, a messed up patch

Could not trace the hues & tints

But i knew all of them end up in black.

Walked out till I was at the top of the crooked steep street

Stood there looking down at the twists and turns it unveiled

The vastness of the city at its foot is covered with blinking lights

From the corner of my eye, I saw rays of neon lights rising in to the empty sky

They surely have a color, but for the moment they looked like fireflies

With squinched eyes, tried to trace the locus of their meeting, it was all haywire

It seemed familiar, as it was the state of my mind.

Stood color blinded in the middle of the street while it busted with energy and light

On hearing a loud giggle, was jolted out of my thought

That’s when I saw the color from one dimple to the other

It looked like the corners of her mouth are spreading their wings to touch the crescents

She walked past me soaking me in the halo that followed along

Standing there I saw the color zip fast me, ripping me through my numb body.

Tried tracing the emitter of the glow, she disappeared in to the twisted lanes

Leaving the hint of her sheen on the creepers that appeared at the corner of the roads

Touched the luster she left along the way

And that’s when, saw the colors of my life time

Colors enough to destroy one’s life

Colors when put together can conquer the whole world

Colors that ran as a DNA

Stood there trying to swim in the wide spectrum of colors

And saw the color blindness getting drenched in her Fuchsia Glow.

Wake Up LOVE

wake up, love


wake up, love
undress yourself from my skin
put on the sun and let our dreaming rest
come watch the world rise

wake up, love
and be unbalance on the edge with me
of our sagging, remembering bed
come slip on your shoes

wake up, love
and help me sort this tangle of belongings
our thoughts half in day, half still in night
come kiss me full of sustenance

wake up, love
and meet me at the opened door
before the scent of you leaves my hands and hair
come walk with me into this life