How I felt between...

Showing delicate contentment

& being immensely shattered within. 

Applauding for everyone

& longing myself. 

Joking around 

& wailing all alone myself. 

Participating in every major battle

& all defeated by myself. 

Comforting every way I could

& miserable by myself. 

Giving all that I have

& left empty inside. 

Calming each who sobbed

& weeping myself. 

The irony being these assumed lines

& all this being the certainty by itself.

By the lake

Deeply observing the lake

heedless I lay.

the cool showers of rain

soothing the heat strokes of may.

boats floating like leaves

silent & subtle.

And fishes splashing

formulating ample bubbles.

Subsequently swirling the whole spot 

my psyche comes to a halt,

Yet thunderstorms inside

do not tend to stop.

Serving the creamiest latte

off the shore is a cafe,

A part of me intends to flee for it

But the other one aspires to stay.

We're Broad-minded!

We're broad-minded.

We let her play

anyday.

We let her learn

with no concern.

We let her laugh

maybe half.

We're broad-minded.

shhhh! get inside-

Do not speak back

lay like a jute sac;

Do not fight for yourselves

Lie like empty shells.

Do not indulge in discussions 

& dare not develop an opinion!

We're broad-minded.

We make the rules

and authorize the moves.

We make assumptions

to help you function.

We are the ones 

who persuade tonnes. 

We're broad-minded.

A day at the forest

broken 💔

& you left me desolate

in the middle of nowhere

yet again...

leaving me devastated & shattered

with all the commitments

in vain...

Off fly thy thoughts

hard to ever prevail hereby.

I just found myself-

That me 

I once sacrificed for you.

I have learnt-

Learnt watching the rain

to help people like you 

rinse off in the drain. 

Still, all I have is gratitude

for I realized my worth

be it unknowingly

it seems my rebirth.

See me blooming

as the most glorious tree

But hey!

now harder to your reach.

BYE!

Snow

Look! the snow that skipped melting

challenging the harsh rays of the Sun

Knowing its sovereignty

Yet remaining restful.

For sure! 

conditions prevail not always in favour,

what confronts is strutting enthusiasm. 

The delicate cotton balls

dropping down on the green trees,

colouring them white

& shaping the branches,

it painted them with itself.

Eventually, not eternally the superior

accomplishes the combat.

life

Greener once

I turned orange;

Beautiful shade of red

Followed next;

& shedding down 

one fine evening;

I returned back

to where I belonged.

But this is;

what Life is. 

Young & cheerful

To old & drowsy;

& then being

lifeless & pale;

finally returning back

to where we came from.

Celebrating life 

is what it is meant to.

Rejoicing every moment

to the amplest could be.

With no regrets & griefs,

we ought to leave!