Fuzzy Nights

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That blue t-shirt you wore,

That warm hug from your core.

The kiss on my forehead,

That last question on your lips,

That I misread.

Today, All of it brings a smile.

I know it has been a while,

But I still adore your style.

Life can sometimes really be hostile,

Those are the times I wish,

I took that extra mile.

I find myself at sea,

I am aware, I should not be.

But the soul  does not always see the light,

It often picks up the blight.

That is when I take a cookie bite,

And call it a warm fuzzy night.

What If?

What if the world,

Came crashing at my end today?

Would you give me a second chance?

Could we start, where we left off?

Could we rekindle the romance?

Would there be a first dance?

Would you go with your fresh start,

For which you never took off?

Or would you stop and look back?

I had dreamt of flying the highways with you,

I had known no one closer than you,

Would I learn to live again in the true moments?

Or would I have to live with society's comments?

How about we give it sometime,

How about we live to the fullest this time?

How about we share the stories of a lifetime,

With the world, in the short span

That the universe grants us this time.

Depression

Depression is like a shadow,

It may come and go,

Suddenly it will disappear,

In a flash, loud voices will blow.

                                                                            

Why do we hide it?

When we already know,

Where did it rise from,

Is what we need to show.

It is not a shame,

Nor something to sham,

It can make life harder,

And take away all the glam.

Mental health is rarely a talk,

Let's voice it like written in rock,

Let's vouch to spread the word,

And stop all from being an ignorant herd.

 

Words Left Unsaid

You asked why not?

I said but how?

Do you still,

Think about it now?

We were young and naïve,

We were fun and felt like greave.

Things hurtful were felt,

But everything was gracefully dealt.

Words were left unsaid,

But what mattered was the heed we paid.

Did you try to hear

What I never said?

Did you try to phrase

What you wanted me to hear?

Its been a while since we did 'us',

May be write to me sometime,

May be describe a moment,

May be pass on a comment,

May be fill in the spaces 

Which were left void.

Departures

Departures are hard,

They make me feel like you are miles apart,

Just ten feet away,

You have that piece of paper,

Which I do not,

Called the boarding pass,

Drives me to think we are drifted by class.

That last hug, that last tear,

I wish you come back every year,

To start things again,

To kiss me gently in the rain.

Please tear up that piece of paper

You are holding so tight,

To board that flight,

Of your dreams.

Please come back to me once,

Because departures are hard

And they make me feel we are miles apart.