Thursday, 24 September 2015

Side Effects May Vary

Every other morning,
He wakes from a beautiful dream of her.
And as his senses crosses the doorway to reality,
An immense hollowness takes shelter inside him.
Dare he say, he is missing her,
Dare he say, he is in pain.
All he knows,
That he just needs to see her,
Before he goes insane.

She is in front of him now
Dressed like a boy again
But she doesn't care, neither does he.
Maybe he's in love with her flaws
Maybe it doesn't look like a flaw to him
But before he takes a step towards her
He makes a mental note of do's and don'ts
He should not get too close to her
For it can become difficult for him
To control the rush of his feelings for her
He should see her from a distance
But not stare at her
He should behave like a friend
She shouldn't see any love and care
Coming from him
For she is like a bird who likes to fly freely
Within no boundaries, no boundations

And yet when he walks over to her
He can't help staring at her endlessly
He want to talk to her but  can't find words
Instead he just keeps looking at her
He loves the way she laughs
And the way
she put a strand of hair between her lips
Her lips, he notices, are mostly brown
But sometimes pink.
He felt his heart sink
Whenever he sees her upset and hurt.
To his heart, she is like a drug
To cure a serious disease they call love.
She makes him feel good and alive
But like most drugs
It comes with side effects too

At the same time,
It's both beautiful and scary
To miss her and see her,
To live beside her, and die slowly
Little by little.
He is yet another victim of love
With yet another story
Maybe you can relate to him, maybe not
For I know from experience 
That the side effects may vary.

Wednesday, 23 September 2015

As He Moved On

Like an autumn leaf
He was hopeless
Floating aimlessly as the winds carried him
To places he was not known to.
But he did know he had lost
Lost in every sense of the word
And he realized
He had to move on
Before it was too late.

As he moved on,
The sun looked brighter for a few days
But then it rained
And it rained heavily
Was it possible that one rain could wash away
The memories and the pain,
The dreams shared together
All those promises made in vain
It rained again for the next couple of days
And he reminded himself that
He had to move on
Before it was too late.

As he moved on,
He tried to hate her
He grew angrier day by day
Not with her but with himself
Angry because he couldn't hate her
After all that she put him through
He didn't know why
But he still loved her
He thought about her every night
Every night, he lived his past again
Her smile, their holdings hands,
Their relationship, and everything in that frame
But the truth remained the same
And so did the decision
That he had to move on
Before it was too late.

As he moved on,
Finally, the rain did stop
And the wounds did heal
But the scars were there
And so was the pain.
Maybe It was too late now, he thought
He couldn't leave those memories behind
Or perhaps those memories won't leave him
He was too tired to even try
But he knew he had to move on
Before it was really too late.

As he moved on
He learned to let go of the pain
While holding on to the memories
Not by running away from the past
But by accepting it.
Not by letting hatred rule him
But by filling his heart
With forgiveness and gratitude
For the girl who brought him love
She left an indelible mark
On those beautiful chapters of his life
But now those chapters were over
And the page had to be turn over
And so it did.
Maybe too late
Or maybe too soon.