This is for Eraj. :)

We walk upon so many hearts,

we trample so many trusts apart,
seldom so we stop to realize,
that someone under our feet dies.

We rant, we whine, we complain,
about life, about people, about pain,
But do we ever try to honestly feel,
what's it like when scars slowly peel?

We are all stuck in black holes of time,
where just our feelings and pains are prime.
We turn blind to the fiery fires around us,
burning so many, while we're busy clueless.

We fail to understand the battles others fight,
we're too busy proving that we're the only ones right.
We're so busy proving our scars are bigger,
while others die under so much agony and rigor.

We read emails, go through text messages, try to guess
trying to deciper why those people walked out on us.
But do we ever stop to think,they were probably never meant to be?
Maybe they were mere illusions, nothing more than images in the sea?

We pick on our scars, shedding tears of distress,
we do it to ourselves, it's a fatal quality we all possess.
In hopes that our tears will extinguish flame of anguish,
we end up setting our lives on fire, letting life diminish.

We all want to reach out so bad, but our egos hold us back,
we need to cut open those constraints and admit what we lack.
For every person in our lives who leaves us alone,
God makes sure another walks with us all along.

We spend too much of our lives staring at closed doors,
it becomes impossible to find possible cures,
to end this misery which we usually self-opt,
to change and grow and to new conditions adopt.

Good byes are just another chance to grow,
independently, to walk on two legs and take life slow.
Farewells maybe be major causes of heart ache,
but if you look closely, they are ways to partake.

Trust me, it's time to step out of those lacunae,
to spread colors of love, obliterate all the gray,
to live once more and rejoice every crevice of this life,
to fill the morbid silence with melodies of fife.

Don't ever feel that you were wrong to love or to care,
since those who matter will always be there,
to carry you around when you feel you've stalled,
to be your guardian angels or your protective wall.

Just hang on to the golden string of belief,
through episodes of happiness and even grief,
you will resurface one day with so much grace,
that the glow of love with radiate from your face.



SMILE ERAJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJ! :)

*hugs*

Epiphany.

As I walked through rain today, I realized,
that every little drop had something to say,
it wanted to rest on my brow, then on my cheek,
it wanted to dance in front of my eyes throughout the day.

Every step into a puddle, sent a spiral of rings,
for every little splash, my heart just wanted to sing,
the clouds seemed to smile, the droplets celebrate,
today I had no worries about the mysteries of my fate.

When the leaves bent under the weight of dew,
the air smelled fresher, every breath so new,
I wanted to close my eyes and feel the breeze,
I wanted to sprout wings and fly with ease.

As the droplets soaked me through and through,
I felt like a swan in the waters deep blue,
when my spread palms were greeted by rains,
I knew I could let go of all the strains.

I wanted to jump into puddles, fling mud around,
I wanted to touch the sky, lift my feet up the ground,
I wanted to pinch the clouds, dance in the rain,
I wanted to forget the tears, bid farewell to pain.
I wanted to arrange the rain drops on my lashes,
I wanted to kill the flame, scatter the ashes.

I looked up the sky and smiled at the clouds,
today things were clear, there wasn't a single doubt.
I didn't want the sun to come out, I liked the gloom,
it felt like the world had finally given me some room.

I stretched my arms and lifted my face,
each little drop gifting me with so much solace.
I squinted my eyes as the drops fell one by one,
the lands of my heart were no longer barren.