Familiar lane

And I keep thinking
If we would ever be the same again
the same carefree, the same insane
And I keep sinking
in those moments as it rains
I feel the same love raging
down these familiar lanes

Aftermath of a war

And it’s better to die in a war
than to stay alive
and watch the aftermath at par
with a withered soul, innocent, naive
wrecked, partly shattered
by all that happened
broken, all scattered
as it was summoned
without any reason
without any fault

Hellos & Goodbyes

Taking the form of the left behind leftovers
Hiding underneath troubling murmurs, the brunt hovers
Clouds of doubts dance behind our flame
screaming out loud the embers of blame
Stuck in the labyrinth of hellos and goodbyes
We shiver relentlessly between the sobbing sighs
Still waiting to see
Who would break the haunting silence
Who would knock at the door
We don’t talk anymore

Cherish the pain

Take your broken heart,
mend it into art
so you could cherish the pain, forever

All at once

And in a blink of an eye
It all goes away
The life saving hugs
Evenings dipped in coffee mugs
The leisure walks
The late night talks
It all goes away…the way it came
Slowly and then all at once

Born To Lose

Consoling my petrifying bruise,
when I struggled with opinions and views;
running over, exchanging queues,
shattering apart then becoming a muse;
from hundreds of reasons
when I had to choose,
in all colors and seasons
I somehow knew,
I was born to lose.

Loveless soul!

Love of uncertain stability inspires
Raindrops dribbling down the window pane
Loveless soul under a cloud of desires
Pining to seek content 
wandering through the memory lane

Battlefield!

Losing the battles…smashed between the wars
Scarred…I stopped wishing on the shooting stars