You & I

You were the one who told me not to stress on us & let it be,

So i started looking at life with the hope of a brighter possibility.

I still remember the day we got in touch with each other,
Which was initiated by one of my blackberry brothers.

My best moment of owning a blackberry (geeky reference) was when we exchanged pings.

It was almost magical to see a smile draw up my face when I read your replies to my pings,

moments like these were the happiest & also the time when I’d hear the sweet sound of your voice.

Since then, I’ve had so many memories that just kept building up in my head,
Memories of all the moments we had, memories of you & me.

You & I, are still one of the cherished things I have,
I’m so glad you did not allow me to label it.

It’s things like these that make me look up to you,
& some how it feels like, my life’s got better since you’re a part of it.

The thing we have is hard to label & I love that.

It’s like the dog I had while I was growing up,
Whenever I was harsh & reprimanded him, he’d go away & be sad.

But the moment I’d call him, he was there filled with joy, love and happiness.

I could tell you that, you’re the brightest star in my sky, but I won’t.

I’ll just honestly say that, you & I are like the only 2 snowflakes who always get along beautifully.


Mind View

Mind View

Once in a long time you take a look into your mind,
What I’m greeted by is this virus infected dungeon which refused to shutdown

So I take a walk in my mind with intensions to explore this dungeon with a torch in my hand,
Every step taken fearfully leads me to these songs played by a band of skulls & bleeding veins

There are ample of dark creepy alleys I came across,
some were lonely and some were occupied with thugs and goons.

The chuckle of a baby reaches my ears and I immediately hurry in that direction,
only to see the sight of a baby being choked to death and sent to peaceful eternity.

The pull of gravity thickens as I’m drawn to the darker areas,
is this the evil inside me or is this evil ME?

At the other end of the horizon I see a man running towards me,
Oh, how happy my eyes were to see that sight.

Little did I know what was to follow…..

He approached me begging me to kill him & relieve him from his misery
I lift my gun to put him to rest

The amount of pain seen in his eyes seemed like the reflection of my inner state.
As I man up to pull the trigger, he speaks effort

Even with that excruciating pain,
he pleaded me to stab him with a knife and turn it all around till I relief him from his life.

Terrified with fear I move quickly but slowly,
moving forward one trembling knee at a time.

A loud cry originates in the opposite direction,
so my feet swiftly move towards the sound with intensions to escape.

A white light invites me to what seemed like the end
rushing through time I push towards the light

When I get there the light disappears & I find myself descending in a pit filled with more snakes that I can count.

The Turn around




I’ve wandered sailing the sea with the winds I never knew,
which took me to places I only dreamt about.

When I found myself surrounded with other versions of me that I stayed away from,
a similar situation to not having an option of choosing the other person for the prom.

Now I dream of the simple person I used to be,
with nothing but just a couple of rolling stones in my hand.

I feel hungry when I see the fish in the sea waiting for my selection,
I’d dive right in to satisfy my hunger but I can’t because of my infections.

Time and again I wonder why I don’t miss anything anymore,
maybe I have not had enough of my current situation.

And of course I’d love to be loved but, I can’t handle rejection.
I hide behind this character as a former protection.

I take some time out to check the compass for directions,
but I always seem to look at it with the wrong perception.

They say you only miss the light when its dark,
why then don’t I feel the feeling of missing anymore.

I think it’s got something to do with the time and the place I am in,
feel like I need to turn around post the next milestone.

As winter arrives the road I am on is covered with fog,
my hands too begin to disappear with just this pen that’s scribbling on paper.

Parts of my mind go missing in order to fit the puzzle which is the bigger picture,
it’s time for me to return from this road to the greener pastures.

I leave everyone with the memory of how we started out,
all full of hopes and we never failed without

This had to be said out loud as I feared I’d choke,
if I wouldn’t spit it out.

Change is good and is inevitable,
it just gets out different versions of yourself.


Now I am off the grid as I set out to find the best version of my better self

Pointlessly sensible

Pointlessly sensible

A ‘silent road’ is not the one that is less taken;
it’s the one which is lit with darkness.

At the end of the road I found the flowers she sent,
which were filled with the tears that rolled down from her eyes,

I wish I knew the protocol one should take on receiving such flowers,
Call it ‘low’ or ‘heartless’ but there are some things I don’t understand.

Maybe I hit my head on the radio repeatedly in the 90’s,
in a time when spoken words mean everything to a time when we crack the smileys in a chat/sms.

On the road the lampposts shed light when I see them from a distance & turn off when I approach them,
this just proves a challenge for me to get through this dark road all alone.

My learning and good people I meet, transform into the needed light for my journey.

If this was a story I wrote, it’d have a dark ending as they are easier to live with,
Bright and happy endings just raise the bar for that happy place in your heart.

My ride is powered by knowledge as my fuel
and the friends/people I meet forming a part of the engine.

This one goes as a shout out to all those close to me and whom I love dearly,
You all are nothing less than a blessing to me for just being there when needed.

I’m half here, half there.


For a while I have been searching a place,
where I’m sure to find you and see your face.

My search has got me half way round the world,
like a travel bug at night in my bed I’m curled.

As another Friday night passes a day on the calendar I strike,
telling myself that I’m almost half way there.

The miles roll on as the white stripes of the road go by,
by living the yesterdays of your memories I get high.

I see this as her delay rather than her absence,
as I sit in my window seat I feel closer to her presence.

The nights and days seem alike with a mixture of darkness and light,
as I spend this time in recreation and write.

Worn down by the travel no matter how much hope I loose,
your face and memories in my heart always gives me new hope.

Your Reflection

your reflection

You’re the sweetest person I’d ever meet,
You’re someone I’d long to greet.

I’d replicate  you one day & make many more,
You’re an integral part of my core.

You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be,
& you’re always the reason for my glee.

You form poems barely with your words spoken,
To me those poems are always pieces of small love token.

I wish you had the slightest clue,
that being different & angry is not what you always do.

You calm me down when I’m hyper,
just to show me how to make things simpler.

In Your Eyes

in your eyes (creatives)
I see something majestically beautiful
Every time when I look into your eyes.

The feeling of always being yours forever,
Is what I experience every time I look into your eyes.

Like an inhaled drug you stimulate me,
Every time I look into your eyes.

Every day I gather courage for the day I see you leave town,
I could drown myself in the tears that my eyes let flow down.

It doesn’t matter if today or tomorrow is the last day I live,
only because I know where & in whim my love was found.

You make me somebody,
with the looks that you give me.

I’ll take you through the maze of the map I’m gazing at,
with the looks of your eyes that change faster than the moves of the cat.

In your eyes in where you store your unconditional love,
your love is the most effective remedy.

They say the first look is the lasting one,
but the looks from your eyes definitely leave an everlasting impact.

Your eyes are so beautiful that every time I look at them,
A wealth of prettiness is what I find in them.