Toujours

Blue waves ran into the shore,
My feet sunk into soft sand,
The sun kissed the sea
And the sky blushed in orange.
But I only saw you.

Lying on the lush Savannah,
Where white lilies bloomed,
And old birds sung lullabies;
your lips touched my ears,
And I only heard you.

At tranquil mountain tops,
Cuddled by the pine trees,
Cold breeze filling my lungs
And When you kissed me,
I only felt you.

On those starry nights,
When tiny lights filled heart
And cosmos called me
Under the blankets,
I only need you.

Under the same moonlight.

Listening to i took a pill in Ibiza with the faint noise of drizzling and its mild coldness,
Familiar vibes kissed my soul.

Laying on my bed beside the long windows and looking at the moon through the canopy of black palm leaves,
I swallowed memories.

Have not I looked the same moon with different faces. Wasn't my eyes wet and on some days haven't the ends of my lips almost touched ears!

Are you on the other end looking at the same moon?!

As time goes...

Everything rots with time.
Relationship dies or it gets mutated into a gruesome monster.
Dreams change and a mountain becomes a mole.
People walk in with a tux or gown and leaves barefoot.
Feelings fade into inexistence.
Around and around the clock along with the needle, you will see only yourself.
What rots slowly with time is the love you have for yourself.
So love passionately and deeply,
Yourself and yourself only.

Kiss

When my heat was sucked out by the coldest night,
her warmth radiated into my skin.
And under one billion stars
and the sky waiting to rain,
her lips met with mine...
softly between those little sweet pecks.
It felt like my neurons were turning into a galaxy,
burning too bright and my heart collapsing into this single touch
of her lips on mine.
My hands were tangled in her delicate palms,
while her lips made love with my soul.

Pain

'Nothing' never felt this distinct.
I'm succumbing to this numbness.
I feel fragile and so desperate,
I'm melting little by little.
The tears burn the corner of eyes.
I'm frightened of my heart.
It's treacherous lethargy.
Will I die?
Will i live?
Will everything be alright this second.
Or will it hurt always.

Side effects of loving.

Living 2 decades and two months in this world, the little big thing I learned through heart was about love. Yes, love is everything that makes the world move besides all the angular momentum and other science stuff.
but boy, love is one hell of complex thing.
I say love as love, the love that bonds everyone. The love that breaks and mends your heart. After all these years I am now at a certain phase which gives me anxiety issues to love a person. As I said in some of my previous posts, life is all about moments and moments are all about people. It was never about 'things'.
And people leave.
Every single time, you meet people and place them in your hearts and suddenly the UFO of life is here to suck them off to somewhere. Its really hard. I am acquainted to all blah blahs of life-is-like-that, you-have-to-accept-it, its-a-fact-duh, everyone-feels-akin, etc.
But my heart can't deal it.
Already I'm the kind of person who gets attached to a few people and guess what, everybody had left me. I did not mean leaving as dying or going away for forever. Leaving as fading from the bond I had with them and it was never intentional. The flow of life hit us hard and we could not swim back to each other. Memories are all that remain
and they kiss, crush and kill me.

so speaking about side effects of loving, the number one thing is you should always remember the unwritten statutory warning,
"Love is injurious to heart".

• Love is never easy.
• People leave.
• Nothing is permanent.
• Memories hurt.
• The solitude can make you crazy.
• (Not loving anyone can also make you crazy)
• You will watch yourselves doom in sadness and feel helpless.
• you will loathe everything about time.
• Time traveling becomes your favorite super power.  
• Missing people is super sad and hard to survive.

You may indulge yourself in arts and literature and i don't know if it is always a side effect.

Writing poems helps me to get over sadness at times.

"I know life goes on, but this is not fair.

is this?"

-Poor fragile helpless heart.

An indelible ride.

 

Sombre clouds obscured the sky, my mildly color blind eyes could see the blues confluent into the cinerous gargantuan entity. It started raining faintly. We were going to Krishnendhu 's home and the loony kichu herself,me and our buddy Anna were jaunting on my aunt's scooty. I was driving and they were trying their best to hold on. Monsoon made 6.15 pm look darker.

Greenish lush of paddy fields lined by greenery of country trees at the mete, the water that flow from the fields crossing the dark roads, little insects humming on the air in between the roads which would get struck in my eyes sometimes when I am careless, the zephyr that caresses my face once in while reminding me that the rain is arriving.

This place was my home and I was acquainted to these roads for 2 decades, but now everything feels beautifully novel and refreshing. The falling souvenirs from sky had washed off everything to make it look invigorating.

In love with the rainy days.💚