Maybe someday you may make a mistake…
and wander into my streets, by mistake, my love.
My love remained inside, unsaid, captive in my heart,
Never got a chance to be free and flowing like a
Meandering carefree stream.
It just fluttered inside like a captive bird, and then
Sat quietly, hopeless and giving up.
Longingly I looked for the blue,
The blue of your eyes, the blue of your smile.
The sun set and closed another day.
And I asked you yet again,
Cant I be with you for a while,
I don’t ask a lifetime, for that is too long,
Stay and hold me close and let me feel your heart
Beating near my face,
Under the shade of the tree lets sit,
And forget time, age and place…
I am the color of night, shrouded in blue
Walls around me, windows so few,
Stillness unbroken, silent and eternal.
I stand alone, unyielding, unsmiling,
I touch no one and no one touches me,
I am the color of night.
Darkness is real, everything else a illusion,
Feel the dark, stifling, closing on you,
Loneliness is beautiful, because you can be you,
Embrace it, it is your only true friend,
Silence all around, stillness unbroken,
Still is your heart, unheard but beating,
Stay quiet and you can hear the bird
And the whisper of the trees,
And there is nothing more you need.
Voices are harsh, they are not needed,
They are all lonely, they don’t touch you,
Nor you them, they don’t need you.
You don’t need those eyes, those weary faces.
Ah, youth, temporary, ephemeral
One day will fade away, and all will be grey.
Be the color of night, melt into it,
Cover yourself in the inky murkiness
And fade out, like the lights do when they
are turned off.
Sleep then on your bed, tired and happy.
Alone at last for eternity.
One day with you, just one,
One beautiful dawn, and one beautiful sunset,
Food and drinks, and the soft touch of hands,
Lying with you watching the stars,
Yes, just one day, priceless, precious,
It will last a lifetime for me.
So many words, so many dreams,
So many left unsaid, so many never realised,
I want to say them to you, that one day,
And live those dreams, just that one day,
If it can be, you for me and me for you,
For that day, that one day.
I could call you my love, My love.
And sleep in your arms with dreams
That the morning never comes.
How will you forget me?
Me that carries the same soul as yours,
When you look up at the sky, you will see my face
As one with the night sky, faintly glimmering like the stars,
You will see my eyes, looking at you, hoping that
One day you will look at me too, for a time long,
Longer than a lazy afternoon day,
Longer than a dark moonless night.
How will you forget the wind swept night?
When you rested your head on mine.
Who can you share that moment if not with me?
Who will turn up her face with yours,
feeling the rain laden wind lightly caressing your face,
Who will look at the clouds with you,
waiting for it to burst open in rain,
How will you forget me?
How will you forget the darkly lit room where we smoked
and hoped that the night goes on forever,
The music, the lights, and the tall chilled drinks,
The night that one dreams of, an ephemeral night,
Which one can go back to again and again.
Even if you wait for an entire lifetime, and hope that my
Memory fades, I will still be there, ever present,
How can you forget me? How can I forget you?
You wanted me to forget you,
So thoughts of you, bring the tears no more,
I forgot you forever so,
That in the deepest darkness, the light shines no more
A note of love lost I wrote to someone I love, who never loved me back, and which
I never sent…Its a note of misery and failure, and loserdom, yet its honest and so
I share it.
I want to be the girl who you call everyday, who you talk to when you need to unburden
about the day. I wait for you everyday, to call or message me, or some sign that you
are still there for me, but everyday comes and passes by with no message for you.
After days if I write back, yes, you write back to me, but then if I don’t, the days just
keep passing by. I am tired or waiting for you, tired of waiting for a day which will never
come. Ah, I know perhaps you are sickening and almost about to throw up at this blatant
statement of my misery, as I feel like when someone who loves me and I don’t love,
professes his love for me, but have patience for some more time, and at least do me the
honor of reading through my misery. Sometimes, I wish you would be kind enough to put
the bullet to my head and shoot me, saying that you are not there for me anymore,
and will never be, but maybe I don’t even deserve that kindness. So I am putting the bullet to
my head and letting go of you in my mind. Oh, the horrors of unrequited love, nothing reeks more
of hell than that, putrid and miserable.
You were my kite, my beautiful, beloved kite, and I thought
I would fly with you, but I guess you just kept tugging and my hands are too tired
to hold on, so I am cutting the string today, and watch you fly away to an unknown
horizon, never to return. I look at you till I can see you no more, and then I walk back,
lighter, free, sadder and yet happy for you. I will always love you, my kite and I hope
you find peace and happiness. Me, I have the string which once bound you to me, and
thats the piece of you, I have, the broken piece, to remind me that you were once there,
and yet not there. I love you.
Aasman kuch nila nila sa tha..
Hawa kuch badli thi,
dhoop thi kuch dhimi dhimi
hawa kuch ruki ruki si thi.
Tumhara saath par tha
jo ki sabse pyari thi
Kuch der aur ruk jaate,
to baat kya khub thi.
Par nahi ruki wo dopahar
na mere liye na tumhare liye
lautna tha humen jahan se
aaye the hum, phir apne raaste
chal diye tum, chal diye hum,
bas rah gayi wo saath tumhari
tumhare saath chale kuch chand