Wings till Eternity.

Everybody has wings to fly.

Life's not cruel, When I smile often,

& it brings peace, When assumpitions don't happen,

If not the glow of a saint then neither the sorrow of a demon,

This ephemeral journey has only taught me to be human.

But, It wasn't always such a battle!

There was a time when my giggles were cherished,

& the darkness all around would love to perish,

Through my window on the great white world,

My eyes would learn to imagine & draw,

A holy temple where my heart stayed raw.

To feel safe at night, I'd ask Mom to be around,

& I'd hug my pillow on every weird sound,

Yet, I won't sleep until I'm sure,

of my angels to be there in my dreams,

to go on an Ebullient journey of adventure & screams.

Those green toads in the month of July,

Singing along with the birds all set to fly,

As messengers of the mighty 'Thor'

I would know it's that time of the week,

When the rain drops & I played Hide & Seek.

I remember that girl from the neighborhood,

the one whom I'd marry if I ever would,

All the roses of my garden I plucked & proposed,

Felt so happy that day I dared to dance,

The Eyes that I stalked met mine by chance.

The battle started with my first thought,

to change myself to fit in the slot,

A mistake we all are destined with,

& the chaos of a decadent life began,

Fatigued morals leading to plagued plans.

The temple I abandoned is now someone's home,

& the rain drops took form of the tears,

My angels were hunted down within myself,

So the roses in my garden crumbled with fear,

As I stood alone with my artificial emotions.

Today when I sit back & rewind my innocence,

All I search for is that magical sense,

that I possessed as my lucky charm,

Looking at the birds again in the sky, I realize

I have wings till eternity, I just need to fly.

How I Feel?

Summer is cold & the sun is dwarf, still my eyes wish to blink,

You're gone & it's all a shock, still my heart wants to beat,

I melt before you like a candle, how hard it is for steel?

Why should I tell you how I feel?

Elevated my career & plans I never made,

I remember when your face could conquer all that I hate,

A stunning beauty leaving a wound to heal,

Why should I tell you how I feel?

It isn't about why, it isn't about how,

A love is lost all that I hear now,

I'll put my prayer & your happiness under a seal,

But, I'm never gonna tell you how I feel.

The roads that I travel laugh at me, yet I walk

with Empty footsteps being a slave to your company,

& then, it'll rain pushing me to kneel,

Why should I tell you how I feel?

Some delight stays within this languor,

Epiphany of a rejected innocence, Be careful!

A flower; there are times with the thorns it can kill,

Why should I tell you how I feel?

Your promises would make me dream,

The daylight & the dark; it'll all be the same,

Building a perfect home for a lifelong Zeal,

I'm never gonna let you know how I feel?

Time when you're around.

Thank you Katie for such a wonderful illustration.
http://katiewoodgerillustration.blogspot.in

Chasing the pseudo presence of her eyes,
Beautiful as ever denying all my lies,
A lilt of feelings start to frisson,
With an ache inside my resonant heart,
Story that gets me inside as a part.

Diversion they say is the best cure,
But her warmth is so dulcet & extremely pure,
Apricity all around with the luminiscent moon,
Sweet dalliance with the night gets kindled,
To dance in joy when the raindrops sprinkle.

A face that I remember comes alive,
Finally, something to cheer for in this doomed life,
Her soft hands & mellifluos whispers,
Pouring my veins with Idyllic potion,
Slowly destroying my insatiable notion.

The tale of a lonely "Cygnet" now ends,
Azurish my state dissolves & blends,
I see her waving off with no promises,
Bereft of my beloved I stand to taint,
Tracing my way back out of the paint.

A painting that is mounted on my wall,
Is my everything in my world so small,
Watery eyes acknowledging this mendacity,
& penchant heart waiting for a sound,
till the next time when you're around.