Waiting for my rainbow

Everyday is different, they say
Then why does everyday feels
Like a walk through a sludge
Like a boulder that just won't budge

Everyone is different, they say
Then why isn't there at least one
Who can see me and stay
Till it all becomes okay

Everytime is different, they say
Then why does every hour every second
There is this weight on my chest
That doesn't let me catch a breath

In this canopy of different colors
My corner has become gray
So I sit down and wait
For a rainbow to melt the clouds away

Feeling the wind

Reading a book
This story is not of this world
This story is about me
As I keep on reading
I could feel the wind

Listening to a song
This song is soft, makes me sway
This song is fast, so I dance
As I went on listening
I could feel the wind

Walking down a path
This one leads home
This one to an adventure
As I curiously stay moving
I could feel the wind

Today is different
I read but don't relate
I listen but can't sway
I walk but I am not moving
And I cant feel the wind
Can you?

Who cares when I cry

Is it really important,

Am I not enough,

Why do I need

Someone to stand by,

who cares if I cry?

I miss them, all of them

They would always hold me

Always support, always smile

Also berate when I inquired

Who cares if I cry?

Can I share this

Can I ever discuss

I don’t want to hurt them

I don’t want them to worry

As they are the ones

Who care if I cry?

May be it’s better

To hide it, to grow above

And to not ponder over.

I won’t be alone

If I learn how to work,

To still rise and survive

And care to never cry. 

Priceless presents

What should I give you
I don't possess anything
Can not promise the world too
Cause that is something i cant bring

I do have three objects
Three that are really close to me
They may not be perfect
So I present them as they may be

First I give you my soul
I know its broken
And can not be made whole
But it can always mend
And if love is poured on the holes
We can make the pieces blend

Second i give you my heart
Covered by ice for years
Kept aloof and apart
I know it is hard and fierce
But don't be hasty to discard
Your warmth, given with such ease
Can sweeten this bitter tart

Third is what identifies me
And all that is mine
But my love if you agree
It is what offers you my life
Though it can not give you
Money, power or fame
I still ask if you'll give me you
And take this third object- my name

Who's God

A child crying alone
its all so dark
and everyone has gone
whom to call
whom to rely upon
then somebody comes in
and lightens his abode
he thinks to himself
is this the god??

A boy writing a paper
as he proceeds
his heartbeat goes quicker
looks through every question
but not all answers flicker
still thinking very hard
but as answer gives a tiny prod
he looks up and thinks
is this the god??

A man looking at his beloved
lying on the gurney
his hopes beginning to shred
he wants somebody to hold
somebody who will ease his dreads
someone comes and does so
as his heart is about to explode
he looks at him and thinks
is this the god??

An old man dying
he wants his pain gone
he just cant stop praying
he wants an end...
an end to the burning
his heart makes its last beat
and as his hands go cold
he looks up and thinks
is this the god??

I will return

A tingling near my eye
tells me I am about to cry
my breath stuck in my throat
nowhere do my thoughts float

Till the horizon my sight following
I could see that place shrinking
Clutching my chest
not to scream I tried my best

I settled down on my place
mind still frozen with their face
Tears streaming silently
they hugged me eventually

Their words burnt in my memory
"where ever you are, we also will be"
Could not form words then,
I smiled to say i understand

Now dat i realize how far
how long, how apart
I know I will miss them
so I looked out of the window again

I promise to never forget
you'll be in my every second
I promise as soon as I am done,
its to my home that I will return.

What its like being a loner

i saw her sitting alone
absorbed in her own world
why is no one there
is she a goner??
no, she is just a loner...

she looked up
and saw me observing
slowly her lips curved into a smile
but i was thinking all this while

why is her smile so forced
does she hate me to be here
does she want to be alone??
even the thought i could not bear

i started walking away
"wait" a cry came my way
i stopped to turn around
and this time i saw her eyes
and they got me dumbfound

i smiled at her and said bye
but i am still thinking
why does she matter to me
whoever she may be??

i wake up from sleep
that's when i started to weep
her eyes....they were so empty
it was such a pity
that they had to be so sad
was being a loner so bad

i washed my face
and looked at myself in mirror
i searched my own eyes
can i be her??

"hey idiot" i hear them shout
"what are you doing...is everything alright??"
there faces full of concern
erased all my questions

looking at my friends
i can see the light
what was i thinking
what was i searching
they are here as always
there shine hides my greys
now i do not fear
you see i am no longer a loner...