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Are you okay? Yes I am.. But I wasn't , As I responded to that, Because what else to say, When you aren't, Are you feeling good? Yes I am.. When I wasn't, But how will it help, If I responded for real, Do you need water? Yes I want.. But just shut down, The surrounding chatter, With infinite laughter, I couldn't bear, The noise, Inside me growing larger, Than my voice that was, Shaking my exterior poise, My daughter, Came closer.. As she held my, trembling hand, As she whispered, Mom, it will get better.. My partner, Looked at me, And wanted me to know.. It's okay, Not to be okay, Getting drunk, And throwing up.. Is all part of growing up, Till the part, Where you start loving, Just water again.. My mom and dad, Comforted me,  That although sad as it looks, Things aren't that bad.. As explained by the books, Relationships and people, Are the ones that make you stable, While everything else, Can topple,   Well, there will be loads of trouble, But more than that t

And Thereby

Tears come..
With solitude.
And thereby..
Fear comes..
With altitude.
And thereby..
Memories splutter..
In magnitude.
And thereby..
Comes the day..
While it rained..
Walked down the muddy lane.
Waited through the downpour..
Till the shadows were no more.
The drops felt gorgeous and lame.
But they were infact still the same..
And thereby..
We met yet again..
When she skipped my very pain.
And thereby..
Caught pretence..
In her eyes..
With a glimpse of
Me forgotten.


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