Why do emotions never fade?

Why do emotions never fade?

with each passing day
everything loses its charm;

we grow old,
health deteriorates;

Like an old tree
the life within decreases;

but few emotions
they never fade;

Your mother still cares
about you the way she did
when you were a kid;

Even after so many years
your friends still miss you;

Your heart gets
choked
when you see your loved ones;

why do heart
never grows old...?

Questions...!

I like the way
you ask questions;

sometimes they
are unanswerable,

still I try
to find an answer for you;

but I hate
when you have no questions
to ask from me;

that moment you betray me;

Then i just pray
to God;

to send some questions
in your mind;

You can always ask me
whatever you want to;

they give me a reason to live...

Joy...

Inertia creates pain,

only when
the situations change;

when there is
some kind of movement,

the belief gets strengthened

There is no joy
if seasons never change;

Once in a while.

Because things
have not chnaged;

I have stopped
counting the days,

but i remember
that i don't have more of them;

last evening was beautiful
with all the enthusiasm
i showed to you;

but today i am drained;

i don't have enough of "me"
as much as i desire;

I can take many shapes
like water;

sometimes i look like
a deformed ice;

very cold;
freezing,

then i realize

how important it is

to
get some warmth through
words;

once in a while...

distance

I don't know

where again
i will see you,


My days begin
with you,

and my nights end with you;

Still I feel
that I am not with you;

There can be no separation
without physical distance;

But the distance 
between the hearts

is the thing to be figured out,

Change for good...

All of a sudden
things have started moving


as if a flood has came;
breaking all the dams
which were created by me...

the water
which was stored
had become stale;

but now
i can feel the
that a lake of fresh water
has reopened;

as if
the Sun has started rising from west.....

...

A few days back
it came as a surprize to me,

A wild thought
or a day dream it was,

the moon started
acting like it was alive..

...

In silence
I hear you,

you are present
in the dark corners
of my heart,

I am amazed that
you are still there,

When all good things come
to an end ,
why not all bad things?

You said that they do.

Self-talk..!

You look like an island
an island of dreams...

The present inertia
will end too..

make yourself a little
what to say...

a little confident..

The world lies inside you,

Haven't you looked inside yourself?

Oh! Dear

when will you realize that
these small small things are waiting for you...

collect them,

put them in a bowl,

You will love them together

don't you believe me?

Just close your eyes...!

Confusion..!

Just for the sake of it,

why?

don't you have a better reason...?

There are many things
you can do,

i know that
but?

You are free

am I?

Find out yourself..

There is more to drowning
than drowning itelf..

ok..!

Why do you win always...?

bacause i believe that you undertsand
things better than me...

much better..!

poem

I start things,

i nurture them,

they become a part of me..

Then after some time they become
dependent on me.

they are sucking my life out of me..

In order to survive,

 i cut them off,,

They never vanish.

they search me.
they miss me..

poem

For some days,

i betrayed myself,

followed what i didn't felt


it led to me with a discovery,

that i can accomodate a lot more
than what i think

i can do..
more than what i think i can do..

there is more to me,

and i am much more to you...!

....

My heart beats

it surely does

i can hear him

thanks for reminding me

that I am alive...!

If only..!

If only, you could read
my dreams

the passage in which
i move to and fro

i never stop,

just to see if i could believe
what i see when i open my eyes,

if only, you could see
with my eyes...!

...............

what are the limits of love?

the touch, the feel
the outburst of emotions

Is it the endless pain that complements
the sweet little moments of happiness?

In the darkness of night

i hear some voices

very immature
very real

like a gramophone played
in the backdrop of a play

they make the whole act
unforgettable

but still .!

For those who read
and for those who doesn't

a message was sent

as pure as water
as fresh as flower

For those who received
and for those who doesn't

a gift was sent

as precious as diamond
as unique as ..........

to be filled
or to be left empty

nothing but still...!

what is it
that defines it?

it contains the lines
in totality

vague, but very much clear

like arrow marks
for identification

for not knowing it

and because you know

i guess

in conclusion i find

I am not reading anything new

it is the same old story
but the characters have changed

their morals , their values
their behaviour
and sometimes
even their faces look different.

Only thing that remains the same
is the mystery

Better than ever

neither today, nor tomorrow

only yesterday
and day before yesterday

what is it?

you don't know

you told me you wanted this...

NO!

when did i say that

never?

are you sure?

Today
when i see outside

i don't see anything

except the moon staring at me ,
city street lights mourning on death of the city,
birds chirping on the funeral of what not.

All my words fill the space inside this place.

They break their heads on the walls.

Destroyed into pieces they come back to me.

I keep telling  them

please cross the boundary of these walls
and make yourself free from all shackles.

For a change

i have kept aside
my belongings

things which were
near to me

and interestingly
they are not away
from me anymore

they are always present
here

like a duplicate copy of the original...

Sometimes just the sound of lightening
comes through mind

it makes me remember
the fear

fear of death
which could have possibly came
that day

when the sky was falling on earth
...

Wake up

Wake up for me

and let world see
your shine

with your blaze
fill the air with vapour

and make everyone
hear the sound

never heard before...

Sometimes i am stupid
Sometimes i am wise

 

Flame

from where does it comes

to burn everything
into ashes.

Everyone has got excuses

reasons to blame people
reasons to blame situations

but i don't have any

i always agree

that the storm is created by me
that i don't like his face

but i have got no reason
and no one to blame

Up and Down..!

Days when become dry

even slight moisture can make
you feel good...

continuous winds from the desert
keep coming

to make it unbearable

but every situation has a time-frame

after which a new
weather arrives

it is all cyclic

but sometimes the downs
come more often

than the ups/.............

re-look

i want to rework on things

a re-look at things
from a totally different perspective

may be from this angle
i can make out why i can not
see all the seven colors of rainbow

Movement..!

i want to return back
to the same old path
which i left

please allow me to do so

this habit of living in past
is neither borrowed nor purchased

it was gifted
by him to make me understand

more you move ahead
more you need to return back.................

to be
something is always
special

to become someone
all it takes
to put some extra effort

but to become someone special
the way is not defined............

Achievement..!

someday
when sun will rise from west

i will start believing

i have achieved
what i have to

till then i m trying........

I don't believe this

I don't believe this

how can things change
so rapidly
that you can't even imagine

In a fortnight life looks
totally different

like i m in some kind of a dream

there is nothing like
happiness or pain that affects

only a handful of emotions

to be felt, examined
and expressed or suppressed

the bitter part of it comes initially
but the sweetest part comes

when you remember
the details

Forever..!

When i started
i was not worried about the outcome

but now the result is hard to digest

although i knew that this may happen
but somehow i fooled myself

for the one thing and everything
today i have reasons

but not a single one worth believing

i know this phase will also pass
like other tough times

but certainly it will always itch
in my heart..forever....

बहुत दूर

बहुत दूर आ गए हैं हम;
यहाँ से सब बहुत दूर दिखता है;


लोग छोटे दिखते है;

सपने बहुत बड़े मालूम होते हैं;

ऐसे जैसे उन्हें पूरा करने में
एक उम्र लग जायेगी;

क्या सिर्फ ख्वाब देखने में
वक़्त गुजारना अच्छा नहीं है?

ख्वाब पूरा होने पे
क्या ख्वाब मर नहीं जाते ?

उनकी भी तो एक उम्र होती है;

बहुत पास आ गए हैं
हम दुसरे छोर के;

नदी का दूसरा किनारा;
दुनिया का आखरी छोर...!

Go on ...

Go on

like nothing happened

keep on moving
leave the past faster than
your memory

don't look back until
you have to

For every second left behind

don't leave your two important
seconds of the present

because may be what can come to you
is more beautiful than what is left ....

Risk..!

I am on a roller coaster ride

when i go up it feels so good

but when i go down ,my heart
shrinks
all the blood from my heart goes to my mind

again when i feel

i will touch the bottom

i go up

and it continues

life is a risky affair
isn't it?

Meaning..!

To find a meaning

of everything that's happening with me
isn't easy


for that i need to dig deeper inside me

and to make me believe the reason

i tell myself things
not told before

On the contrary


i believe whatever
they say about me

not because they know me

but i don't know myself

for a simple answer

i ask hundreds of questions
to find

a single, real, meaningful answer..