Damaged soul
nourishing others.
Few delicacies of Mortal being
love
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
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’
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