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Too Much Love

 I have been too much in love, to see the sorrow it hides.. I have seen pain, while love grows insane, I have cried all night, when all I wanted was to end the fight..   I have been too much in love, to see the lack of depth inside.. I have seen smiles, that don’t mean anything, I have seen teardrops, that fall and deny, I have seen broken pieces, scattered everywhere, when all I wanted was someone to hold me together..   I have been too much in love, to ignore the poison that kills one side.. I have slept through open eyes.. waiting on responses, I have kept withholding the lies.. sitting at the table for hours, I have seen myself vanquishing, trying to fit into a dress I will never wear.. when all I wanted was someone to stop treating me as a spare..   I have been too much in love, look at how obsessive this all sounds.. I hope when you read it, you still find me around.. amidst empty cups dusting a shelf, with a picture frame, of us still looking at each other.. ...

That Day

One day you talk about me..
About my story which your voice captures.
One day you look upto me for all the right answers.
One day you sit next to me..
As if only I matter.
One day you put your hands..
On my head and ease out the clutter.
One day you walk with me..
Holding onto me till the end of the ladder.
One day you search me..
Finding me you smile instead of looking any further.
One day it’s just me..
And we keep on walking farther.
One day you teach me..
What you have learnt so far.
One day you know me..
And words become doors fallen ajar.
What if that day is all I have…

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