Blissfully inhaled and exhaled

All the fears are real People falling  While walking While dancing While just standing still While looking at someone Failing In the exams With the expectations  Of yours  And your loved once And the strangers Growing In love Out of love Getting old With lessons With scars With open wounds  Being stuck On page for hours and weeks In life for years and years With people till the end In thoughts of your own and the others too. With a blank full of ink but still not working Many others like People giving up on you People not fighting for you You not able to find the old you You missing yourself  While you stand before the mirror With blank thoughts Like standing in a room  On your own shadow Everyday at certain hour of the day All that you fear is happening is someday We just need to breathe through it Crying, yelling, laughing or just sitting through it Or just walking past it.

  We met. Exchanged words. Bid hi followed by bye, Sometimes in days but usually in few minutes. Words started filling the silence; Sometimes meaningful enough to ponder, But mostly just the talk of the moment. And don't know when  The earth's gravity found its place between the two. Pulling her towards him, But then they repeal; If kept in closure distance. When kept in different space It's easy to be different poles. It's only when you bring them together In sentences In feelings You realise  They are alike poles  Natural to repeal Like it's just affection Not love. Talks of 3 AM Simple words  Tuned as metaphors. Or the gift wrappers Shinny, Easy to fell for. Excited to unwrap it With zero patience You even are convinced to tear it off Just to realise It was your heart dancing in happiness Not the thing in the wrapper But that wrapped played the trick The moments  The words The way they talk They way they get into your nerves without even touching you The...