The lone strand…

I wish you could be my first kiss ever,

Like I always wanted to steal your soul.

 

My heartbeats hopped out of my heart,

When your slumped lips smiled at me.

I am utterly restless to make you mine,

And I can see movement of your stroppy legs.

We both know, it lies deep down inside us,

It can only end with a contented morning.

A morning wrapped us in one white sheet,

With essence of night we owed together.

lost dawn

I have been quiet, I have been talkative since long,

because my own heart being a Rebel to me.

I felt nights were trying to be too dark to me,

might be my darkness asserted with them.

 

Solution I see to my every problem is quitting,

but I can’t quit yes I can’t, because this is so me.

Its not new to me, it has been always there,

Its another reflection, resemblance to the old me

And the people around me, just act too well,

i pass a smirk and always kept my despair hidden.

What I want? Wish to be dejected, to be alone,

as that’s how I shall be risen again & again.