The tale of Tim’s tail

 The tale of Tim’s tail

Tim views his life through the hole of a straw,

& it seems hazy, weirdly colour coded & mostly raw.

Most of the time, he is lost among the smoke rings of his mind,
but, it’s not due to his repentance of the dreams and people he left behind.

At times, in order to be socially accepted, his mind tries to get a grip of reality.

Tim’s repetitive failure of doing that, has now become a part of his personality.

People judge him confusingly between ‘being misunderstood’ and ‘not understood’ at all.

& for some people that might possibly be the biggest tragedy ever.

But Tim, loved that, he loves the fact that there isn’t a label made for him,

That can be stuck on him & eventually be a describable tag that we all get.

This makes it difficult to know which bottle he will fit in,
his likes are so versatile, that he could easily live as a well mixed cocktail.

Time hopes that destiny & the universe will command him to take a route in his life,

for which he is ready to go anywhere, until & unless the destination in unlabelled.

He’s constantly searching for that tail which will write his final tale,

for which he is ready to sign anything & make any deal with the chief or his tail.

Tim hugely believes in Omens & good luck,

but he finds it difficult to identify them, which for him is as good as pulling the plug.

He does surely have hope in his life,

but he fails to know what he hopes for, certainly not to be cut by a knife.

Tim still feels that he is entitled to have a tail for his tale,

Which will mark his end, before it’s time to kick the pail.

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YOU & I

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.

A Cup of coffee

 

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The first cup with you, has the feeling of anxiety & anxiousness,

Which is a little strong on the tongue but light on the heart.

I have this feeling of not knowing what’s across the table,

but still peaking over the fence, trying to get a glimpse of what lies beyond those beautiful eyes.

These moments demand the right choice of words to spark that conversation,

But with someone like you across the table, all the words are the right ones.

My eyes brighten & my heart softens as you speak about yourself,

I sit there listening to you as I mentally tick these check-boxes in my head.

Within a few minutes she seems to be this girl whom I have always pictured,

who’s always on the move & moving on to new things.

Now I end up playing this guess game in my mind, trying to know what she thinks of me?

My quest to know & discover her, grows with every passing day.

As i try to initiate things, I’m summoned to let her be and give her some space,

So I stepped back, letting time work its charm,

hoping that someday that charm will work itself to me.

To this moment I wait for it,

I wait for her to ping me or call or to hear the sweet melody of her voice.

Oh! how I wait for that moment.

Her story

her story

 

I’ll try to do complete justice to this one,
as I try to put my simple words across beautifully for someone.

Some stories are such which are not read or written but experienced,
I have been so close to this one that I wish this was my story.

She walks in with the title of a ‘wonderful human being’
with nothing but a smile which is thrown in all directions.

What she seeks is clarity & simplicity,
yet goes through the day with such humility.

Like the sun is not missed in the morning,
her greetings are also not missed with every encounter.

She understands the words spoken & non –spoken,
with absolute ease is how she mends your heart when it is broken.

The feeling that plants have when rains strike,
is the same that you will have with her if the right chords are what you strike.

Like a mirror she is reflective,
you get what you show.

She can fool you with her naughty eyes & flirty smile,
but beware as the keeper of her heart is always around.

A person like her is hard come by,
and very few have the unique privilege of knowing her closely.

Andrea

Andrea

Dear Andrea why are things with us like this,
give a moment or two to think about our time of bliss.

Better than myself is how much you knew me,
I always wish for things to go back in time and just be.

Every time I laid my eyes on you,
your beauty is what my eyes were drawn to.

Andrea now that things are not as they were,
my heart breaks a little when your name is what I hear.

I was too young to realize,
and now when I hear our song on the radio I know what it meant.

I should have given you all my hours when I had the time,
now as I run to catch the clock, saving an hour for myself feels like a crime.

When I had a chance I should’ve gone for every movie you wanted to watch,
now it’s difficult for me to find someone to watch a flick that I want to catch.

When I think of us, there were many things I should have done,
now as I think about that, if they were done it would have been so much fun.

My eyes tear up when I think of every time you asked me ‘How do I look?’
And I’d tell you ‘You look beautiful and wonderful as always’.

As a number of years go by I still remember telling you,
‘I’d love you today, tomorrow and forever’ and in time that love only grew.

Now as the day of our time together has come to an end,
it’s nice to know that you’d still stay and truly be my best friend.

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.

You’ll be

heart cloud

In my heart you’ll be,
Today, tomorrow & through the ages you’ll be.

With you I’ll seek forever to be,
Today, tomorrow & through the ages you’ll be.

Time with you is not measured in days, months or years,
It’s measured with the number of times my heart skips a beat.

Through the darkest night & brightest day you’ll be,
forever with me you’ll be.

You say that you’re not the prettiest or beautiful person,
But for me always you’ll be.

You’re a girlie girl, a geek when needed and a buddy when wanted,
hence a perfect person for me you’ll be.

With eyes as big as buttons & who’s preciousness is no less than a pearl,
the prettiest, most beautiful & expressive eyes for me they’ll be.