Of happy places
And magical dreams
Of sprinkles of sparkle
Of madness and sins
Of empty bottles
And broken hearts
Of everything devoid
Of healing scars
Of happiness in air
And pain in veins
Of repressed emotions
Of everything else in vain
Tag: Missing
Everytime I pull myself up
You come knocking with lilies
I peep through the keyhole
And I know how I love it
I'd been longing for flowers
you sell the best ones too
I abstain opening the doors
For I'd stopped buying from you
The last time you traded
roses full of thorns
Has still got me bruises
From things I still adorn
Yet I open the door
End up buying those lilies
Through my bleeding hand
Creeps in the willies
If I don't let go now,
I'll never.
If I don't hurt now,
I'll forever.
Nobody has an inch of idea
Of the amount of pain she carries
Beneath her cheerful smile
And the jolly laughs
The way she spreads the love
Like molten magma
That fills up the earth
Replacing the voids in us
Dear darling be strong
Cause you're what I get strength from
Smile and walk ahead
Be a surviver in this brutal world
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PS: Wrote this last Dec, for my friend Shruti, who wanted to talk to her Dad. She had lost him a few months back then.
Don't friends fight sometimes
In the end reconcile too?
I'm in hope, that maybe someday
We can row in one boat and
Laugh out loud like we always do?
The bygone days can't come back
But we can plan trips, no?
When everything's back to normal
And possibly there're chances to meet
Can we get together some place too?
Even street side dahi puchka is good
When I share the plate with you
So let's just meet for a cup of tea
Making memories for a lifetime
Till the next time I see you two?
Let's forgive each other at once
Restart like we did as sophomores?
Let's just stop feeling this low
Let's just stop being so cruel
Let's just love each other true?
Unchained 