Daydreaming

Whenever I close my eyes to think..

A face turns up with each blink,

This happens to me every times..

Letting me believe …that…

Face is for me and only mine.

When I try to recollect the features..

It reflects only one person whom I praise..

This can be only an infatuation..

But I am sure it is an indication..

For something which I wana say..

But I feel it may be understood one day….

TEARS

A tiny drop of water, delicate yet powerful,

Always look the same but always come out for different reasons

They are the most diplomat of all

They come out when we are happy

And also when we are sad

Sometimes comes very little

Sometimes comes in dozen

Don’t know about all but they are very close to me

Just like my books, poetry and blogs

They understands me a lot

Whenever I am feeling gloomy & lonely

They appear in my eyes

Slowly went towards my cheeks

As if they are saying “don’t cry”

You are not alone, we are with you

And they teach me very important lesson every time that

“Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, 

so that we can see Life with a clearer view again” .

No turning back

The Day has started well. She reached office on time, started working on incomplete projects. She was assuming to complete the pending work in an hour’s time.  Suddenly her phone rang up. She was in no mood to talk, just glared at her phone to check.  It was him. Her heart starts thumping faster. She picked up her phone with stumble voice and shivering hands.

The next moment, whatever he said, she failed to trust on her ears.  She felt like going deaf and won’t be able to hear what he just said. Was this a dream or someone playing pranks to her? She was so much in disbelief. Her past wanted to come back.  It was something that her mind was not ready to accept.

Almost a year has passed, long time.  She never wanted him to come back. Its not that she stopped loving him but realized she wanted to move on. She was still trying her best to heal her emotional and psychological wounds. Every thing, every place, every song, every person remind her of him.  She always tries to bury herself in work just to avoid thinking about him.  The more the work the lesser the pain.

But what made him to come back now?

All those miserable memories came to the forefront of her mind that had been pinching her from inside. Has he understood her love for him? Has he broken up with his present girl friend? What if he left her again? What if  he fall in love with someone else again? What if again he starts thinking after some time that this relation is not going anywhere? Is she ready to start everything all over again? Is she ready to endure all the pain once again, the pain, which is yet to recover? She wanted to yell and cry, but her tears had long been dried.

Hell NO!!!!. She shook her head. She has no intention of leaping back into anything with him. Even if she enters in the relationship again thinking that it might work this time would only end up making a fool of herself. Past baggage should be kept in the past!!!!