Kohled eyes

It's hard not to get lost in its depths,

Never drowning though,

'Cause you hold me back,

Whenever I wander,

Even time slips into oblivion,

When you don't blink your kohled eyes.

Nope its not love

There’s something, you know, that pulls me towards her.

I mean something intoxicating in her eyes,

In the corner of her smile

In her walking past me in hurried steps,

Well, I never stop noticing her

Though I’m sure she doesn't notice my existence

Her hair, her voice, her name, everything,

Just anything to do with her pulls me towards her,

Well, you must see her hair, definitely adorable,

What you would call cute and I attractive.

And despite my love for you,

I can’t take my eyes off her

And when she wanders round the city in search of her passion,

I wander round her thoughts, in search of mine.

Dare

If you can leave the cosy walls of your father’s pride

Then dare love me.

If you can let go all flowery thoughts of a cosy future

Then dare love me.

I promise you nothing but love

Which, of course can’t substitute food,

But can fill your stomach

So think, think twice before you step any forward

Think before you put your foot down,

Because turning back means death

As life is only here, others are anyway dead

Unscathed

Unscathed

She used to sing at parties where

Potbellied men with some gold clad women

Sat clueless, staring at her and her glaring tattoo

One that Ishaan had done on her

With a humongous needle on her left arm

To teach her a lesson

She was at one such party when

A guy with a goatee

Approached her with a drink and said

“I can give you back your life”

Life; That’s the word she hadn’t heard

For quite sometime now

She didn’t know that Ishaan was around

Watching her when she left the hotel

With the guy and returned home late

After some real life on the bed

Unlike the ones Ishaan preferred

 She came back to see him furious

Trying to bring out the devil she knew in him

Then came the hot needle. Her screams followed

Then the fumes and the blood

It read “Live the life I want you to”

Those men and women still stare at her tattoo

That’s what people think, tattoo it is

She keeps singing without even

Noticing their eyes on what she lost

She sings on the song of life

From her soul, the soul

The needle couldn’t touch

And Ishaan couldn’t scar

Envisages...

Envisages of an idle mind

My castle crumbles; ones built in the air, 

I look in daze at the endless sky.

The earth remains just an delusion, 

My dreams, like a canoe lost in its vastness.

Just my imaginations linger... 

None gave way to my desires,

None got lured by its charm ,

Only I, who keeps treading the fire,

Only I, who ends burning on it.

the LAST gift

Not much though

Just a token.

Of what I know not

Hold it, caress it,

Love it, keep it.

For what I know not

Tiny dreams

Big ambitions

High hope

Low luck

Come, see me

Goodbye, don’t leave me

Take my last gift

And tell the world

“Let me live my life

I can see it through.”

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