You go on countless one night stands,
I eat away my emotions,
She binges on TV series,
He runs his aggression with each mile.
They party all night to forget all sensations,
I shout at people hoping someone will care.
She shops her day away to appease her dying marriage,
He drinks his pain away of his cheating partner.
We all are showing off very well,
Like everything is fine.
When actually we are all broken adults,
Living off our coping lies…
They come like a cool breeze out of nowhere,
They feel like you have been waiting for them.
They make you forget even yourself,
That’s how their magic actually works.
Just when you get little too comfortable,
They will show you what they are really made of.
When you can’t stop worshipping the trickster,
They leave you with nothing but plain dejection.
They are playing and playing till they get bored,
They are taking and taking till you have no more.
They will hurt you and ask you that why you cry,
They will ignore even if you are dying.
They are nothing but something just like spirit,
They will only mess you up because they are toxic…
The waves of emotions come and go,
But the still and steady coast of relation always stay.
The impulses of the moment drives you blind,
But the love that grows is slow and kind.
The people that attracts your senses may be intriguing,
But the ones that nourishes your soul are rare unseasonable rain.
Don’t fall for the breezy strangers that sweeps you off your feet,
Instead keep the gentle comarade that catches you when you fall…
Chirping of the night creatures,
Humming of the electricity,
The light people are falling down,
And the night children are wide awake.
The stillness of the air makes the sound of pen on roll crystal clear.
The smell of the moist dry earth soothes like no other .
It’s the night that is showing its magic or the work of the ink,
That the clutter in my mind no longer lives…
The universe is infinite, it’s a boon,
there are so many unanswered questions, it’s a boon.
We are the civilization always finding for more,
We are always driven to unexplored expanses.
Unknown is the fuel that keeps us going to live on for the undiscovered times.
Though we tend to take things known to us for granted.
The sun, The moon, The earth
We think they won’t change,
but what do we know when it will all change.
The people in our lives,we think they are here now, so what is the big deal;
But does that mean they can’t vanish in a blink of an eye?
We have tendency to crave for something new till we obtain it,
But why do we forget to enjoy it and cherish it now.
We think we are forever, we all delude ourselves in some way or another,
But when it’s our time to go, no one really knows.
Then why are we still not living the life we want now?
Why are we waiting for the future to start taking our passions seriously?
Why are we waiting to be with that person we love?
Why are we still doing the dead-end job we lothe?
Oh, Because we have time!!
Or, Do we??
You were there when no one cared,
You saw my each and every breath,
You observed my each karma.
You stayed silent when I desperately wanted answers,
But you did answer my prayers when I was at the edge.
You saw me jumping off the cliff,
But made Falling an enriching experience.
I fell on my head and everything was blur for so long,
Then like a wave upward you brought me back to the surface,
Filling me with the persistence to swim.
I kept swimming till I reached a safe coast,
How can I be grateful for the struggles you gave me,
That showed me how your miracle works.
She is the origin, she is the entrance to a new world,
She helps you grow, she helps you survive.
She feeds you whenever you need,
She sacrifice her body and herself for giving a new life a chance.
She devotes herself to take care of others,
She dances her heart out, she loves till her heart aches,
She forgives in a moment even when you shatter her heart.
She takes one step back due to her humility, she takes a stand for others due to her humanity.
She can rule an organization but foremost she rules the heart.
She is your best friend, she is your confidant.
She takes care of you even when you push her out.
She leaves her home to make yours,
She works 24/7 but never boasts about her achievements.
She will never disrespect you and she loves your family too.
She never complains about your flaws when she works hard to look good for you.
You only see her kind heart but beware of the same,
Because she can fight ferociously if it is for her loved ones.
She will only think about happiness of her people,
Because her happiness is in theirs and she won’t leave their side no matter what.
She is down to earth and works hard to grow,
She may fail but she will never stay down.
She is a learner and age is just a number,
Her beauty is enhanced each and every second to flourish her into an improved person.
She faces so much resistance but she never sees it as an obstacle,
She will see it as an opportunity for her to enhance her soul;
She persevere to yield
and that’s why
Our planet earth is also “her”…
She was not the usual beauty,
That made her the unique one.
She didn’t conform, she didn’t bend,
She was opinionated with loud and clear determination.
She would not back down by your bullets,
She will rise again with her phoenix wings.
The palette is so bloody red with the colors of my heart,
I take it out for you to borrow,
But you kept it for own cause.
I gave you my heart away to keep it safe and sound,
But you colored your canvas of life,
With the bloody red of my heart…
She see herself in the mirror,
She sees her reflection and she is pretty sure she loathes it.
Why does she feel unworthy of being adored,
Why does she feel unworthy of self-love,
Is it the random comment that points out how her body has changed?
Or is it the specific judgmental voices in her head that seems to be ashamed of her?
Or is it the casual insults used by her loved ones in a “joking way”?
Should she tell them that it bothers her?
Should she tell them that it’s depression that is making her eat uncontrollably?
Should she tell them that she starves herself whole day out of loneliness ?
Should she tell them that she can’t change her genes?
Or should she shut them off as its none of their business?
But what does she tell her inner voices?
Who placed such dialogues in there..
Was it the parent who rejected the 12 year old’s changing body,
Was it the crush who rejected a genuine admirer,
Was it the school teacher that rejected the talent just because of a number on scale of weight or colour.
When did we start treating a child like show stopper,
When did we start berating a child for his or her individuality,
When did we start comparing it with the poster child when in reality the child is an unique perfect creation.
It is time to stop, it is time to think before we say or look at a child,
Because it is watching us, observing us and learning from us.
Strangely it adopts our impression of him and continue to treat himself the way we did.
We are the voices,
Think before you act in front of a child,
As a broken adult she will shut other’s mouth but won’t be easily be able to shut the voices in her head…