They mock the frivolity,
every bit of it that is left
inside each of us
just to make us look mature,
seldom do they know,
this frivolity needs mature minds
to understand and be contained,
It is never easy to neglect the kid inside,
you need a heart to let it play
and a mind to let it sleep.
Category Archives: Love
Bubbles
We are all bubbles,
tiny ascending fragile pieces
surviving in an ocean of life,
fighting for the holy brim,
just to reach there,
but we all would burst someday,
won’t we?
some would untimely
some purposely,
so before striking the brim,
lets not worry about the burst,
it would be a dazzle
when the souls escapes of the bubble,
but let us worry about the ascend
and make it worth it
Stories
Far away
In a green land
near the park bench
where the lakes meet
and whisper stories.
I sit there
and read my stories out too
from the diaries
I wrote for you
to the wind,
lakes and
the universe
But I never finish,
Because you never left,
inside you are there
alive in every story
forever..
Heavy Souls
If souls could weigh,
would you quantify them in
for spirituality
love,
hate,
or goodness
within them,
Obviously we will,
to every soul departing
or to every soul suffering.
after all we are used to
quantifying everything
why leave the soul alone?
Raw Love
She had raw love
the one you don’t find easily,
the one that is hard to play with,
the one that destroys you.
but you will still keep asking for more
because it’s a poison
that would end your hidden sufferings
because she can make you believe
with her eyes and love
that you are missing something within
you don’t fear death now
you fear those eyes,
that love,
this life,
without her.
Hung Up
“Hello are you there?”
said an uncomfortable voice,
and a single line spoken by a breaking voice
resurfaced memories that were burned
from their ashes,conjured pictures
that were forgotten and lost,
brought words to a standstill,
being miles away from her
he could still remember the smell,
listen the laughter,
see the eyes,
when it got overpowering on him
more than he could bear
without saying anything
He hung up .
choked by tears and silence .
Writings to Heaven 