Like a song in repeat

We yell we fight, We make up, We hug tight.

At times we smile and at times we cry

We collect these moments in a jar

And seal it up tight.

Only to come back to it,

Just like a song in repeat.

But each time we yell and each time we fight

We grow close to each other.

I don’t know how and I find it hard to explain

But feels like we fall in love all over again.

Summer-Cuckoo

I remember the sultry heat and the empty roads
and the orchards where , the cuckoos echoed.
Not caring for the audience, unperturbed she sang.
Sometimes happy and sometimes blues,
Very persistently, she performed her show.
She played hide and seek with me, only to win all the time.
One summer day, I went out to look for her
Spent hours and hours in the forests.
But couldn’t find her, couldn’t see her.
She stopped singing for me, the forest got quiet.
And I stopped in dismay.

cuckoo

I decided to go back home and gave up looking for her,
Sad and dejected, I sat under a tree.
A moment later, something flew over me and it was her.
She dropped me a present.
Just like Santa dropping it under the Christmas tree.
It was dark, long, silky and  slender
She gave me one of her feather.
As I picked it up the forest came to life.

Spring is here

After the end of breathless winters
The cheery blossoms are here again.
Pink and pulp, huddled together, cuddled together
Covering them trees, singing the February song.

 spring

The sun not so hot.
The winters, not so long.
It is the beginning
Of February song.

Rising from the ashes
Of once fallen, dejected and barren,
Are these flowers everywhere.

Tulips and cherries
Daffodils and lilies
Green grass and pearly drops
Shining like crystals
When sun falls.
All rising up
To sing this February song

Mermaid of Copenhagen

That cold rainy night
Tucked in my basement
I lay down on my broken bed
That reeked of cigarette smell
And I had my guitar on my chest

As I started to make a song
You came down the stairs
And sat quietly at the end of the stairway
Like a little mermaid of Copenhagen
God! You looked beautiful
In you r pink floral skirt
And hair kissing your shoulder

With each rain drop
on the basement window,
I poured my heart out
Wrote the lyrics, formed the chords
And sang out loud
My magnum opus- my CRYING song

As I opened my eyes
I saw you cry as well
In tandem with my tears
I saw yours rolls down as well

You got up and looked at me
I never saw those eyes so melancholy

You said to me and not asked
With your folded hands on your lips
You said: “You hate me”.

I said baby, it’s just a song
I don’t hate you

You ran upstairs
Leaving me in the basement
With our wedding picture
On the wall and covered in dust.

We are only Nineteen

I have been dreaming about you
these nights I am lonely
you been all I ever knew

the touch, when you held me
the voice, when you spoke to me
the breath, when you kissed me

The days are long
the nights are longer
and these times unbearable

without you the house haunts me
the life, chokes me
the happiness seem empty

So come back to me
forgot all that happened between
we were too young to understand
we are only nineteen

Forever and Indefinitely

I carry all these thoughts about you
go to work and think about them
try to write them down
but instead get overwhelmed

Look at the phone thousand times
check messages and calls
but don’t do any of these
instead get back to work

And in the evening, when I leave work
and go running
I pay no attention to songs in my ipod
and Its you, I end up thinking

You follow me everywhere
each directions, in happiness and sorrow
you end up filling
my memories, of today and tomorrow

And when I get back home
to you finally,
I just wanna hold you tight
close to my heart
till our breaths collide
for ever and indefinitely.

First Drop of Hurricane

What’s going on
in this wide world of mine
falling apart and drifting away

Long ago I saw this tiny light
the beacon of hope
but it never stayed

You ran away with the first drop
of hurricane
left me alone
it was fake all the way

You said what I wanted to hear
never ever meant a word though
and now I understand
it was all a foul play

I still wish you luck
in life and love
wish for you better days

Going Crazy

I don’t see you
yet I feel you
today, tomorrow
all along

In emptiness of this house
Craziness of time, emptiness of mind
in all my decisions directions
I see you all around.

In that smell in the kitchen
the fresh bed linen
the curtain in the window
the hair on the pillow

I feel you, see you
everywhere like
I am going crazy

Soaked in gloominess of time
without you this house is no home
haunted and cursed like an old
building left alone

Waiting for resurrection
to rise from ashes
like a phoenix
from dead

THE ONE

That night when I cuddled with you
spoke about your happy memories
the sad days and personal stories

You let me in your heart, into your life
shared with me those stories, you had kept secret
from the world, all this while

For all this while, you spoke to none
but when you shared them with me
you made me feel THE ONE

You said you are not scared of me
based on the scars on your chest
you know I won’t judge you
for the ones that I see, the ones that rest in peace

You brought me in your life, promised me the love
that will never last, We spent the night together
relived our past, weaved dreams for future

Nine To Five

Waking up each day
to your beautiful face
the mist in your eyes
the warmth of your breath

Doesn’t let me get out of bed

lie in your arms, for hours and hours
no words, just enjoy the silence

Those pretty eyes of yours
no deciet, no pretense
just peace, utter contentedness

I could live like this
for the rest of my life
but baby, I have to go
I need to go, to do this thing called
Nine to Five

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