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Dear Mail Box

Dear Mail Box

Dear Mail Box,

You were the supreme time travel machine. Finding hand written letters in that rounded trunk, delivering love every other day -you let people exchange emotions at different time. As a fantasy land, I wish to enter in you hoping to reach an era of a Stranger-Land where ‘I’ being the happy news for someone.

Broken, unessential & burned out,
Me

You And I

You And I

Look at me and
You can see your heartbeat.
An eyeful inspection &
You can see your own dreams.
Peep through your own soul
And You’d find me.

I were you and you were me
Ever since the first gaze.

A rough draft of your future
Gained a foothold on my devotion
Our clumsy Gluttony fondness
Found each other with hungry keenness
Look for that appetite
And you’d find your own cravings.

Bare out the constraints &
You’d see an incredible acceptance,
An acknowledgement,
An approval
Of your melting wounds dying to be healed.

Look for that magical potion and
You’d find your sorcerer.
I’m the chalice of your conjured up magic
The magic which exists only between you and I.
Magic that bewitched us

Throwing us into an exquisite eternal maze
For I were you and you were me ….
Ever since the first gaze.

The ‘Umbrella Guy’

The ‘Umbrella Guy’

Lost in his thoughts
walking down the pavement
That man always dreamed to go far beyond

Tortured by loneliness
Yet exulted with many
When did he become life’s unwanted pawn

Pouring water touched the time
When his merrymaking friend used to smile
kissing away all his troubles as sure as magic wand

Her melting embrace, her twinkling eyes
when lost at the age of six
“Come back, Mom” is all he could say when life had him conned

Precious bond was broken, with it his little heart
running after those shadows
Wish he could turn time around

He forgot to express
even at people’s behest
reminiscing those days when he didn’t require words to respond

With time elapsing, new friends entered life
some betrayed some left in a while
he kept searching into the horizon for something more than a Utility Bond

People said “you’re heartless”
he smiled and move forward
he knew he lost his heart with the person when he got abandoned

Yet he tried to keep them happy
and yet girls question for men being so insensitive
how could he tell them that he had been trying to feel… since long

Falling rain reminded him of everything
those untroubled childhood days of fun
drenched from head to toe act was loved & never once frowned

He hopes to be with someone
being that chirpy boy again
thinks while walking down the pavement,

because this ‘Umbrella Guy’ deserves to be owned

I want to be your HOME!

I want to be your HOME!

What is- Home??

A mere place where one resides,

four walls giving you shelter from an unpredictable weather,

few coordinates to dwell yourself in permanently

OR

a place filled with peace & serenity, where you forget the worries and find solace in its arms, the same spot which awaits your return no matter how many ungodly hours it takes.

Home is the private territory in this public world which you boldly & blatantly call your own.

I want to be your HOME.

When you are restless or in distress, feeling anxious or dejected I want you to come back HOME. When you want your soul to be at rest, your heart to feel peace

when you look for that little hope of tranquility in the struggle of appeasing people & their powerful minds, I know you miss home.

It is when you yearn for that strongest desire just to be loved no matter what or who you are.

I want to be the power driving that desire inside you.

You go the distance in search of better survival, to explore or to meet new people – offering them special place in your heart hoping to spend the life you wished but still somewhere, in the tiniest of your thoughts, you miss your HOME.

But that home awaits you patiently because No matter how far you go, no matter how happy or low you feel one always longs to come back home. It’s the only place where one belongs to.

For you when meet hardships or reach at loggerheads and see no path, you then think of that protected shield.

I want to be that shield for you.

There are times when our world gets disintegrated,…. dismantled. Avalanches of dreams, desires coming down and turning into dust.

The worse starts where our own brain starts playing tricks and seeks no one’s help. When we feel totally abandoned and our heart experiences worthless, insubstantial emptiness inside.

I want to take that emptiness to fill it with all warmth and tenderness which can ease your ache.

I want to be the one who can salve your pain.

Like a home, I wait patiently. Always wishing to hear your carefree laughter, the sound of which made my life feel happy &contended.

 

Amidst those suffering & turbulence in life one ray of hope is needed that can negate the pain afflicted, I want to be that ray of hope. I want to be the person you can call home.

I want to be your HOME!

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