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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

The Way You Looked At Me

While nobody could see..
The hue as clear as sea..
Words few but free..
As droplets seek a tree.
The way you looked at me..
Couldn’t help but glee..
An urge to get hold of you and flee.
As a goblet filled with spree.
The way you looked at me..
Splashed water ..
Indifferent laughter..
Jolted out a blurry sigh..
Wet beneath the glasses..
Confronting horizon where one’s ..
Not supposed to fly.
The way you looked at me..
While I forgot stagnant worries..
Jotting down debacle memories..
That painted poignant stories ..
Slowly going out of sight..
Where those eyes ..
The way they closed out on me.


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