Risk of happy life

You fall, I fall, we fall, as we try.
We looked up for the sun
But what we get, is moonlight

You chase, I chase, we chase
And we left behind,
The equation of mathematics.
For the application of life.

We leave what we had
We ran for the rest, which is far sight
We toss what ours
And we envy what others.

Incomplete yet complete

Ruin

Ruin it if it feels like ruining
I will fall back on the line.
I love how shattered it feels,
Living beside a sea shore.
Complaint , complaint and complaint
Until it feels perfect to you,
I’ll be a Mirage
A perfect delusion for a lover eyes
And I’ll haunt you to the bone
For loving or leaving.
So ruin it if it feels like ruining!

One more time

I wish I could see you one more time

So that I could easily part,

Want a jar of memories from you

May be a day, heading towards east,

Our footprints side by side on the beach.

A meal or a drive ?

One kiss with lots of smiles!

A nice goodbye! 

And a promise to remember each other forever.

So that my heart burdens less 

And i will have a clear access

To the part of a time of togetherness.

I wish I could see you ! ‘One more time’

so that I can write about you more like this!

Perfect Place

No room no walls no soft place

Where I could fall.

Everything seems foreign 

but I kept living my life. 

And I realise People who I met 

I fall for some or some I forgot.

No emotions no regrets

Nothing seems permanent.

Because there’s no perfect place 

Where you allow yourself to rest.

Uninvited Guests

People bring sadness to your life, especially those who took others for granted. The reason I don’t trade my words and feelings is because I might have ended up  a fool to you.  And you would find me off guard too. In order to preserve myself from their seasonal feeling I prefer to be a social vegan so that I could go along with ease and peace . The feeling of restlessness is a slow poison; you might end up losing your mind or just become a scrap. No one’s going to make any effort once you are trapped, it’s you helpless, abandoned and wrenched.

I have experienced joy, love , bliss with them and then again there’s hollowness. A completely emptied circle mired with so much darkness and there’s no loophole.forget about Scape. As I am complaining about things but 

 It has a good side too. The deep interaction, an Ardent one you can say, brings some part of them in me it can be anything a habit, a guilt or maybe a favourite song from their playlist

You will find some of them in you. But eventually it will change if you’re feeling happy now then maybe you’ll be sad tomorrow , day after tomorrow or maybe after some days  but surely it is going to change . Because it’s seasonal  and you can’t blame anything which is not certain which keeps on changing. But it’s diseased like someone uninvited  keeps on banging on the door. nudging you from time to time making you aware of their existence because they’re selfish, stubborn and clingy. There’s no complete liberty in life. You have to adjust or match your step with society and people who have  complete liberty are also entitled to some titles like shameless, haughty etc.

It’s like a stretchable string between us and its pull and push away according to its will. Sometimes I forget people as quickly as the word spell itself “move on” and other times it’s a Never ending loop the more i try to forget, the more I remember, and the more I remember the more I try to forget . I don’t understand when Naoko said Wantabe to remember her, that she existed she said Wantabe to not to forget about her. In her life she never wanted Toru(Wantabe)  to forget about her, that’s the only thing she asked for.

But this is strange. Sometimes I agree with her thoughts and other times it doesn’t make any sense because I have never forgotten people from my life even though their memories are not fading. It’s too long to remember all the trash and good things too but I remember. 

But what she said is exactly happening with Toru after decades. That means she wasn’t wrong. The only thing that could be possible is that, maybe I need more time.

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