Archive for December 2015

*Last year, a day before the New Year's Eve*

As he sketched her,
For a special present on the Eve,
Her eyes drizzled
his excitement and happiness
While drawing her curves and edges.

*Today*
Amongst the snowy lattice,
She still breaths through his Esquisse,
In his warm closet.

She was Brave enough,
To travel cities,
Places unknown.
With every step she took,
All she did was,
To drift away from
Her Dark side.

Stars became the mirror
For her dreams.

" I want to be like a Star,
Shining always,
Yet, only left to Fathom."
She said.

" I want to be the Star,
And reflect in your Eyes,
Only to love and be loved."
Replied he to self,
And smiled.

As the clocks ticked,

Distances fell apart.

They knew time had never been a factor,

To test their ,

Self-less :

Yet devoid of the feel:

Love.

If money can buy happiness,

Why aren't wealthy kinsfolk

Always happy.

If money can't buy happiness,

Why aren't the lower strata kinsfolk

Always happy.

Everything is ambiguous.

Everyone is ambiguous.

"It's not about what we've got,

But about what we make out of it."

They say.

Well,

How can someone make a castle

Of sand,

And spend a Lifetime in it.

Strange.

There is something about the,
Winters.
It arrives giving relief
And leaves ,
With cold harsh footprints.
Along the physical realm,
Even the inner tranquility,
Has to bear with seasons.
The warmth of Love,
Being tested by the Icy Swirls.
Pietas Heart.

Today:

You're changed and I'm broken.

Tomorrow:

I'll change and you won't bother.

Change.

Being the only Quotidian.

"Moon sign shined on her,
So bright"
They envied,
Glancing at the trophies and medals.
Who would have known,
It would turn out to be more of a curse,
Than a boon.
It had cost her ,
Her life,
Being a Cancerian.

He loved her ,
Like no other soul could.
Little did he know,
Hers was Love*

*conditions applied

Her eyes did not glisten.

Her heart did not skip a beat.

Not this time.

She was done with all the mind games.

But,One remained constant.

Always stayed with her,

Giving her comfort ,never leaving her side even at her worst.

Hope.

Finally,

THE DAY had arrived.

Tears rolled down her face,

She left her Palace.

The King of Hearts would now be devoid ,

Of the platonic love.

With hope in her heart,

She reached out to him.

The Fire in his eyes,

Witnessed the Charring of an Ice.

Strangers to the world they were,

In a way none can fathom.

They denied,

As the Scars tattled.

When souls reunite.❤

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