Pain Management

Did you know,
it takes a lot
to manage pain?

We habitually try to 
Numb it,
Slurp it,
Gulp it, 
Or sometimes
Smog it.

But,what our souls
Really need is,
To feel it all,
To process it all,
And
Let go of it all.

So,can we pledge,
To place ourselves first,
When in pain?

Practice tough love,
Talk it out,
Accentuate self care,
Owing to the fact that,
This is the time when,
You need yourself,
The most.

Do not let it go,
Down!
Listen up! You,
Yes, you and you too,
You have got this.
Pain only gets the better of us.
So,let's vow to govern it,
With a lot of special care :)

16 Again

Isn't it amazing?
How an evening date 
Turns a lad 
Into a gallant gentleman?

Isn't the expression,
Cute?
When they ask,
'But,Why Not?' 

Isn't it awe-inspiring?
How every time 
they are asked,
'What you up to?'
They inquisitively rejoinder
'So, what's the plan?'

Isn't it chivalrous?
In ways how,with a single
'Hey!'
They want to check in on you.

Isn't it also endearing?
That they do not
Pester,
While pestering to
Do the walk again. 

With all the 'hoodie' charisma,
In the air,
The heart whispers,
'Let's turn 16 again'.

Favorites

Let's play a game,
And call it
Favorites.
The one where,
We pretend to be inquisitive.
But truly what we want is,
To choose for one another.

Let's play a game,
And call it
Teen 'Agers'.
The one where,
We are high on life
          And
We say a 'forever yes' to each other.
 
Let's play a game,
And call it
Adulting.
The one where,
We hide the candor,
Saying a 'Yes' to self
And a definite 'No' to one another.

Let's play a game,
And call it
Life.
The one where,
You and I cast,
As each other's favorites
And remain so
For many lifetimes together.

That Night

There was a flare in my eyes
That night,
Like a war had commenced
Between my heart and my mind.

Wasn't I obliged to be happy
About the word that came?
Then why was my sense,
Acting so lame?

After speaking to you for hours
That night,
I finally fell asleep.
Like,you were meant to be a Keep!

Sometimes when I am a little low,
I recall
That night,
And I love the fact that,it brings to me,
A 'glow'.

Something

Something is holding me up.
Something!
I cannot say it is allied to you,
But I surely can say, it is not new,
Is it the illusion of permanence that you threw?

What is this state of perplexity?
Can you define?
Is it ever going to be fine?
Not able to hew or bring about new dew!

I never opined that I would dismay so much,
But now that I do,
I want to know,why is it too.
Is there a reason or is it just a block,
To let the hours pass by the clock?

No matter what,I hope the fury goes away
I hope the  storm settles soon.
Is there a way I can say, let go of the mess?
I wish!
But I,could not care less.