Every time you walk past that door, You scratch my wounds You make me crawl back in pain You make me recall every hurt till date Every time you promise to fix things up A dent, a crack, a knot remains untouched You still give me that unworthy vibe You still make me helpless in my eyes You still make me question every why Every time you think you deserve I ask where were you when people loved to hurt I ask your intentions with me I ask the reason for your absence even when you were present near me And still you walk past that door Scratching every wound of mine Pausing to give a smile You think you are doing right by me You think you deserve my love till eternity You think I need to be your undisputed legacy You think… you believe… you choose And I… stay still in pain, in agony As you watch my scratched wounds And you walk past that door with a smile Walk past tht door… scratching me

Blank canvas, blank page, blank... Feels empty with no thoughts. Or may be the thoughts are plenty. Overlapping like the creepers, that try to cover all the ground. Unsure where it begins, where it stops, and where does it truly belong. A destiny, a desire of sorts Lost in the layers of infinite fear of first stroke going wrong. Let lose O’ my mind. Let go of the fear once in a while. Let the Mona Lisa smile.

It’s funny how the world sees a lioness in me And I curl in the corner every night while purring quietly. It’s confusing to find smiles on my walls and tear in my eyes For I don’t know what made me fluctuate and shiver inside. For I don’t know why I am awake tonight. I can’t comprehend this emptiness, This wish to be let loose but still a hope to hold on It’s so tragic, so mesmerising still That I dance on a rhythm of shattered thoughts I wish I could scream And I wish I could be mute all day long Damn you! Damn you me! I just close my eyes n wish for the dawn.

Spec of thoughts Thoughts of spec Who are you and who am I I am looking up at this sky Mesmerised and terrified at the same time Who are you and who am I The grand and the grandeur mysterious is the meaning of life The truth of what we see or the truth of the unknown, unseen by eyes Who are you and who am I It’s like looking in the mirror and finding yourself in disguise The cosmos is vast and minutest is our identity Still chest is filled with ego and no clarity Still world revolves around the spec of a being in mind Why don’t we question inspite Who are you and who am I Just a spec of stardust, time travelled through the light is who you are and who I am Close the eyes, for the dust has to settle in the night.

Few seeds of joy, Few sprinkles of tears, Glistening ray of hope, And with a hug to self, like the soil that embodies around a lonely sprout. I lay deep in dark, not sure since how long. It’s time to carve my way out. It’s time to open my arms and stand tall. For the flowers need to blossom and the bees need to dance For the fruits can come only if the stem is strong. Enough of hiding under the soil. Dig deep for strong roots and climb higher to catch the rain clouds. It’s time to unearth the real me, It’s time to unearth self.

Names are plenty, thoughts are abundant Soft and delicate like a feather Flammable lava under the molten matter Transparent like water Opaque like rock I am a Genie of sorts Listening to your wish for the time to stop I cast a spell by whispering across Close your eyes for the magic dust to drop Breathe in the magical spell Get addicted to the dreams and desires, if you will For the spell will be washed away soon Soon you will wish for a new moon The sun will cast its shadow at last I will be me and you will be you away from the past Forgive the spell, forget the dream dust You can’t blame them nor can you trust I will be me and you will be you Magical dust will settle, And the world will be again true

Deep sense of ur presence in the room A wage idea of how eyes move. The crowd of friends and few strangers is separating us away But still a string seems to pull me through. My legs seems to tremble and a gulp of uneasiness moves down with the wine. Relax, I tell myself trying to find my voice. I try to shade behind the bar and converse with the fake smile. You find your way to the intersection. Eyes lock, we smile. My eyelids drop. Lips are willing to say something beyond this world, but funny enough the tongue lays locked inside. A shiver in my bones, Trembling knees. Can someone pinch me to wake me up please. Nervous you make me even in my dreams.

I care, I care deeply for you Don’t know how to tell While I pretend that I hardly do I care to see you smile To see you free of all the bounds To see the true u, in my arms I care, truely care to wipe your eyes which try to hide the pain To tell you to let go of the world for a while, while we embrace To hold your hand and say it’s all going to be fine, just give it some time. I care, for once and for all I do care. sit besides me and let me show you, that it’s not jst a myth It’s not just a fairy tail It’s you and me in this very moment And It’s true, for I do care

Stay still, very still Let me hear your heart within Don’t move your eyes, don’t blink Let me find my floating reflection in Don’t say a word, don’t part ur lips Let me figure out, how shall I kiss Don’t, jst don’t leave yet Let me focus a bit more on you, and lose focus of what the world cares Don’t raise your fingers to move my hair Let them stay curled with mine to show tht you care Don’t raise ur eyebrow to ask wht is in my mind Let me not have a thought when I m this mesmerised Don’t, just don’t leave yet Let me breathe in ur breath and say “Let’s Dare”

I have been asked a million times, By knowns and unknowns of all kinds. What do I desire the most? The lost smiles or the dreams divine A shower of love or is it the lost love of any kinds Is it the grandeur or is it the glitter sparkling every time Is it the sunrise or the sunset that pleasures my eyes Desire, I feel is too small a word to have the burden of all kinds I don’t desire worldly sounds For those can stimulate just space around What my soul desires is way beyond Beyond the grasp of touch and feel Beyond the sight of horizon in east Beyond a lifetime of treats A desire to smile with peace in the deepest darkest dreams, Is my simple desire indeed.