Missing You..

Missed you beyond measure

But as always

You met me in my dream

Like you were never gone away

Hugged me so tight

My soul felt your every inch n your energy,

On waking up

I couldn’t tell the difference

If it was a dream or reality

But yes,

It felt like a real treasure..

I missed you

And it felt

Like I was missing myself

I miss you beyond measure.

Missing You..

Missed you beyond measure

But as always

You met me in my dream

Like you were never gone away

Hugged me so tight

My soul felt your every inch n your energy,

Upon waking up

I couldn’t tell the difference

If it was a dream or reality

But yes,

It felt like a real treasure..

I missed you

And it felt

Like I was missing myself

I miss you beyond measure.

Sweet whispers..

It was not my thing,

But from you,

For this fast-pacing heart,

Sweet-nothings will beautifully do..

Wandering soul..

Wanderlusting a different place

every single week,

I still have the audacity to say

I am not a freak,

I don’t know where I will truly find solace,

Since I know his arms are my truly peaceful place.

(Originally posted on 9th march, 2021)

Day-Dreaming..

I am playing scenarios in my head

Too good to be true,

I can feel you in them so close

Can you feel it too??

(Published on : 22nd March, 2021)

Impossible.

All the things I had to do for you

All the things I had to say to you

Have now stayed in my heart forever,

And I can’t blame only you

Because it’s true

That we could be many things

But we both chose to make it

‘IMPOSSIBLE’ forever.

Antidote to blasphemy.

Brutally breaking your little syringe of poison

That you try to insert in my vein,

Seeing me thriving in my real good self

Shattering a toxic fake image you tried to create about me

Must be for you a big unbearable pain.

Touching depth..

You put me in a different zone

A different feel..

Something to which I’ll always be unknown

My deepest desires

My deepest fears

My deepest self

Gets touched by you

And your words have the power over me

To cut me, give a wound or heal.

Lacking..

I lose interest out of nowhere

And it’s not that I don’t care,

I just have too many resposibilities to take

I have got very little time and soul to spare,

Love filled affection I lack today

That is something I really can’t fake.

Finding you..

I have a very beautiful picture in my mind….

The stolen piece is my old you

That I am trying to find…..