Tomorrow may or may not come
but today is always by our side
Sunday, 30 November 2014
Friday, 28 November 2014
Standing here all alone by myself,
I have tried to count those fluid moments
that have crossed me by .
Waves of abandoned nostalgia
attached with these unconcerned distractions
drowns the expected occurrences.
Nowhere to be seen , the butterfly
in this decaying city of dead dreams
fluttering above the barricades.
Was it some mistake that brought me here
or those vague notions of lost love
which I tried to get back again.
From the ruins of this sultry afternoon
to collect the scattered bits of antiquity
forgetting the reasons of being here.
Wednesday, 26 November 2014
Tuesday, 25 November 2014
only if you had cared;
to remember your promise.
This vacant space of light years
between us could have blossomed
with flowers,if only you had smiled .
All love stories would have lost
their pride of place if only you read
my eyes, when they met yours.
Shackles of mundane existence
that binds us to our daily lives
could have broken down in minutes ,
if only, you held my hand.