You Run Into My Mind.

You run into my mind
           When
We just thought it was all over,
            & Then
It is pensive more than ever!


You run into my mind,
Kindling a sense of desire.
          But again,
The thought of adrift
Leaves me green and hay wire.


While you return & yearn to get back there,
I keep looking for my answers to -WHY?
I ask my heart to hold on,
And never to go back there. But,in vain.

I had laughed heaps and  bounds with you,
I had danced around in joy with you.
Barring then came a turn,
           When
We did not know, whether
You did it to me OR I did it to you.

 So,We retreated.




  

Diary of a MAD Girl.

Today: Because she is happy, she is ought to sing ,dance and cook.

Yesterday: Because she was bored, she ate,ate and ate more until bored again.

Tomorrow: Because she may be annoyed ,she would vent it out all here.

Yet another day: Because she is sober, she wants to be loved.

That day: Because she was cranky , she would have wept.

This day: Small joys finally led her to put all of it into words.

#needinspirationtowrite 

Because You're Nice!

She smiles her way like a new sun ray,
Yes you, Of course 'YOU' help to keep the low at bay!

No oaths to keep, no sake you reap,
But haven't you already given her a heap?

She would like to ask Why?
Why the stride, why the pain, why not the penny plain!
The probe is still open,
But she refutes .
Because You're Nice!

Yes the lone was annoying,
And she would not deny trying,
To cope!
Not to call it evermore, Not to call it interim
Between what is said and not meant,
Between what is meant and not said,
She is still not wanting to cite,
Because You're Nice!
Because You're Nice!



P.S- thoughts of a wandering teen :)

10 Things I Hate about You!

I hate the way, you run into my mind.
I hate it when again, you decline.

I hate it when, you do, reprise.
I hate it when you,re-assure miles.

I hate the way you turn on hate.
I hate the times, when you made me wait.

I hate it, when you make me quiet.
I hate the times you 'indefinitely' hide.

I hate to think you may make me cry!
I hate to think you may leave my eyes obsolete dry!


Ten Things I Hate About You!!! 

'That Inspiring Neighbour '

I see him everyday,
He never ceases to smile.
Even with hushed eye sight,
He perceives in a while.


The sound of the flute,
He plays at every sunrise;
Wakes me up in a peaceful way.

His greetings shower
Like a youthful rhyme.
Makes me feel growing up,
Can be blissful as vintage wine.


P.S: inspired by a 70 year old neighbor. Dedicated to him as well, as he never draws a close on his smile!

P.S.S: Thanks to the young critic- Amit :)