Stars twinkle, or are those lights?
Which seem to be fading out as I try hard to stare
To make sense, it is all falling apart in my head
Or is my body collapsing?
Am I giving up? I fear
This is what it feels like to let go?
Did I even let go?
Or am I just fading, like dreams in my sleep
Those lights still twinkle, or are those stars?
From the morose attitude to the struggle to be happy, heartfelt wishes to all. Happy Diwali!
Like saffron, this scent comes drifting to me
In the breeze, mixed with something sweet
Who knows what it is
But the saffron lights on the horizon can tell
Spread over the clouds, scattered across the sky
It’s the end of another day, another time
Longing creeps over me as I remember them one by one
And sigh the deep sigh of despair.
It’s been 6 years and I cannot believe the fact that I missed the anniversary yet again. Anyway, happy 6 years dearest blog. You complete me!
It’s been a long day
Moving in circles, taming the intangible time
Which slips from my fingers.
I went in search of myself, tumbled across the story
One more time, the ugly duckling
The face of utter despair, the moment of disdain
I hold this image dear, for its a reflection of inner Self
I have fought and I have found
Some value to my existence
And yet that beaky face and the story behind it
Makes me feel that I am the duckling.
I was asked if I wanted it
And I didn’t know.
So I said yes, and they passed me over
I did not care if I wanted what they asked
So I shut my eyes to them and waited to pass
No sensation, no movements
Only my breaths, piercing the silence
How could I know?
I was here, and this was it.
When they asked me, I did not believe
All I did was let them be, and so I Crossed Over
My cage was very weird, I could come and go
But I did not fight the bondage
As the window was my light.
Come day, come night
When it rained, when sun shined
I never did recognise my plight
For the window was my light.
I would fly, but come back
I would turn away in despair but always return with regret
I never thought of a different life
For that window was my light.