Blissfully inhaled and exhaled

Playing with flicks Taunting with habits With words Naming them And then trying to hold them around you, Forever Actually for a known time  Finding a hand to hold Finding a shoulder to ly down Find the place next to them comfortable Trying to know every bit of the person Trying to have them smiling always But Then Dreadful of the below questions How does that matter to you ? Who am I to you ? Why should I tell you this ? Why do you want to know this ? Why this ? Why that ? Can we talk to clear this ? Can we just be friends ? And Also Her smile is so cute. He is looking so hot. He talks so nicely. She cares to much. He takes care of every bit of my situations. She like strolling with me. He likes talking with me. But Then Fighting with  It's complicated It's simple There nothing like this There nothing like that Life flirts with every one of us  But never keeps anyone of us as the destiny Or the soulmate And tomorrow i...

From conscious to cozy corners From continuous sharing of thoughts and gossips in the day To lying down silently besides In the morning, I wake up to new toothbrush And then the poha on the table More brighter than the sun above And coming back to a smile  That is stranger but so welcoming I find a tiny arm around my waist and against my shoulder Did I just find home In a town where am often home sick Here am trying gather all the happiness  That were trying to escape in the name of peace Sharing the blankets and the pillow Had I shared a means to read me or my thoughts? Tossing from right to left Was the pillow steady May be the thoughts of him had left and hence the pillow was resting tired of shutting those stupid thoughts  I wake up searching for a song and a 'Ok' twinkles over it. I HATE IT, I hate this ok now I roll out of bed And start another morning With a breakfast that has a sketch besides and the survival, ...

That night between drinks and tissues That night between silence and gossips That night between flirting and talking That night between water and dry eyes I met someone. I have been talking to this person Since quite a long time But that day, I found a bit of me inside her Strong enough to hold the tear But, wanting a hand to wipe it off Incase it rolls of the pupils You don't know her But talking to her is more easy then to your friend She feels home Not with the concretes But she has all the stories The broken pieces The mended heart The fears, you fail to breathe through The experiences, that are more of fun  Than the choas you struggle with everyday My coconut water! But the shell that she carries isn't tough Which needs a hard hit, to be broken And let the soft core visible to all Instead, Listen to her Ask her about the night, She didn't sleep About the day, That she missed by sleeping for just a couple of minutes by the sun It...

With the end of a song I heard few lines Somebody speaking The earbuds were into my ears but, The song on the phone was pause Nor was a audio or video in play mode Unaware of the source I heard it all A confession May be call that was recorded Or may a confession recorded " We have been friends just for awhile But it seems the breakfast without you Makes the morning more drowsy Because the coffee in the table is missing In the absence of you As you know I  don't drink any bit of it. The afternoon sun tortoures me alot In your absence as I miss you face in the light That  is so adorable that the sun doesn't exist with your presence I tried strolling the evening but then  Without you chit chats  It felt as if I should run to you Hit you, taunt you, joke around To hear you talking non stop All I want to say is that  My heart is a bit scared of not having you around one day eventually... "  Unplugging the earbuds had I turned my h...

Spaces hold so much of air Or may be The air holds so much of space It found itself on the side table With two sitting silently but together With two behind, fighting for each other With one besides With so little of light And so much of thoughts I had used all the tissues Some lying as paperballs Some lying as roses but torn Some lying as boats but sinking in the old monk Some landing on the table As the aeroplane but empty and so much of air inside I turn around all the gossip seems so loud But all I hear is, Please just sit with me May be we were better together May be she is the one  May be I haven't found him May be I won't reach anywhere May be I have lost all but May be a if, could fix it all  If it came true. All the ifs and buts were dissolving in front of me that night But I lost my whole world  In the torn white sheet of the tissue Still dried but absorbing the pain in the eyes  That I had poured in the Bacardi while dri...

He smiled, She smirked . We were walking parallely, But, not together. She doesn't see him and also doesn't ignore. He looks straight towards her Often when she is talking around, The smile sips into her, But, you can't see it Neither can he. And a word comes flying in the air, "He knows all of it". It felts obvious But bad at the same time Because she doesn't like predective rather obvious stories And for the second time She was being part of a obvious story Somehow she had found her intincts back After 5 long years. It's was such a celebration But then she choose it to turn it otherway round They try to be the hero and the heroin And ironically she had become vamp in her own fairytales Although she loves those stupid happy endings on the screen That fills us with so much of hopes, Ugh, stupid hopes She missed the moon  So she grabbed the pen That's the thing with  Lonely roads Beautiful breeze A sky with almost a...