Just as long 'WE are'..!

Just as long 'We are', together
Let us tickle,
Let the mind run utterly fickle.

Let's run into the sheer wild,
And not let anything be absolute mild.

Let's indulge onto the fantasy spree,
And let our almanac be far from free.

Just as long 'We are', together
Let us skip and hop.
And we shamble around? No! nope.

Let the time not be of any bound,
Let gelos not build in pounds.


For we not know, how long.
But as long 'WE' are....
Let us call it 'Living for the Loving'.

Sweet Nothings

You Smile,
I Smile.

You cry,
I fret.

You like,
I nod.

You talk,
I crave to listen.

I choose,
You concur.

I offer,
You, at times differ.

I  negate,
You affirm-ate.

When my eyes sparkle with joy,
You are invariably cognitive.

Those sweet nothings we share,
Makes me wonder,
Will you miss me, when I am gone long?
And there are not any bonds to tie us along!

I Choose

I Choose,
To be quiet, for the fear of being unheard
To weep to self, for the fear of being thought as weird.

I Choose,
To ignore, for the fear of my rage being keen
To laugh, for the fear of my tears being seen.

I Choose,
To not break, for the fear of being shattered
To hold on, for the fear of losing what mattered.

I Choose,
To not expect, for the fear of being hurt
To not be rude,for the fear of being curt.

I Choose,
To break free from the past,
I Choose,
To re-cast, self.
There Again,
I Choose ,To Be
     'ME'

Angels and Demons

The chord struck again
Without any desire, the tears did rain.
Unable to find why,
The angels did solace.
But, the inner demons smirked hysterically, "Oh! what did you gain?".


If empathy is what you want , It is lame!
Said the demons.
The angels countered that with a Name, with regard.
And unraveled a cavity, with ease.
The Demons reverted saying: "Dismiss"!

The angels still fortified,
Let it come and go by,
It is a phase and it shall ply.
Although, if 'you', my dear, can Omit
Please Do by!

The demons accorded in silence.

Unspoken Rules

We set them,
We want 'you' to get them
But when you act, 'Not to' Them
We just let 'them', GO!


Unspoken, could be so much...
Why do we stay put only to the rules?
Is it the haste, the ignorance or the fear?
We would know nought,
But, may be they would hear
               And
 Sometimes adhere, Too.

May be we should set it at the beginning,
So that, there is no cosmetic fretting.
Perhaps, just play along
As there is no pledge you owe.

Shall you not bear the fury,
It would slay the worry.
Unspoken- Let them be
             Or
Endure them to bury.