The Deranged Thoughts Of A Girl

 He holds a cigarette in between his fingers And gives a stained smile That stinks like broken promises His god-send wife and these darned cigarettes He couldn't imagine a life without them He hides his secret stash from her  How could he lie to her lovely face And his guilt drives him to take a puff or two. 'It's her fault', he laughs. She oils her granddaughter's hair And plaits it tightly Make a habit of doing this everyday To get beautiful long locks of hair,she said. When cancer stole the whole of  her darling's hair Grandma shaved her head too 'Who needs hair anyway?', she giggled. He led a life of solitude And he often found it dangerous But when she started visiting his life He made an extra cup of coffee for her He held her in a way he had never been held before And her favourite habit of his  Was how he whispered 'I love you'  Just before he kissed her. Humans hold strange habits When one helps to hold back an empty shell of his past Fr...

 When the sun shines a little bright To dry her tears, When the rain comes pouring down To make her smile, When her mom brings flowers from the garden To decorate her room, When he bought a plant And they excitedly watched it grow, When we snuggle in closer At the sound of thunder approaching, When we shared a kiss Under the awaiting starry sky, When the birds sing  To remind her of a fresh beginning, When she visit the waves And it washes over her heavy heart, When the colours of the sunset Wipes away the blue looming over her, When her diary is full of dried flowers That were once a gift of love and affection, With so many memories intertwined with nature, She can't help thinking The earth is a lover.

  Her dad asked her to stay away from nice guys That all they will ever do is break her heart. While he protected his sweet little girl from young love,  It was a stranger who flashed that made her cry and stole her nights. Her mother told her to always make friends  But only 'good sanskari' ones, Who's gonna tell her that the friend who helped her out of depression Was the one that started drinking at 16 with fake IDs. His brother was a strong man,  One that'd shield and protect him from anything evil in this world. While he stood in the bathroom spitting his own blood when all he did was love a boy, the one that hit him first was the one that swore to always protect him. What has the world come to? With friends that are cautious about using the N-word But hate a band because of their race. With family that gets enraged when girls have sex with their lovers But will do anything to hide the family's honour when a uncle comes too often to visit. With closed ones that...

When life feels a little too much to handle I want to be able to say so. When life asks a lot from me in too little time I want to scream the unknown deadlines of my pain. When life suffocates me and then asks me to breathe I want to show how little life it could have taken anyway. When life hands out a rope made of unenthusiastic hope I want to be able to hold onto it even by a single thread. When life comforts me through a friend's "You okay?" I want to be able to say "I am not." When life strips me naked to witness my muster of emotions I want it to be in front of a faithful friend or my forgiving self. When life gives me a chance to love again I want to use it on myself. And if I still have traces of life While I stand there answering all of your questions, Please come hold my hand, let's live once again.

We came into this world together With a promise to be each other's forever. The unspeakable bond was shaken wildly When I was given away to receive love from another. I would look at you being loved so dearly And wondered if you would ever want to come back. And when life started feeling empty without you, I started out on a journey alone. I collected happiness in excess  Not wanting to fall behind on memories to share when we finally reunite. I held smiles, praises and empathy tightly Never letting even a single emotion disappear. When we met again, I held the hands of an empty stranger. You spoke in a language I couldn't decipher, You expressed affection in a way I couldn't understand You told me you lost everything  While you stood waiting for me. A guilty feeling brooded over our company, Our moody skies and rainbows  Stood baffled unable to pass through a thin wall. We sat together in silence, One full of love and the other devoid, One in a wonderland and the other g...

  I wonder how you hold a hand over your gaping wound and forgive so tenderly, So softly like the eyes that meet the arrival of spring. For once I want you to enjoy spring to the fullest before you welcome summer. I wish you'd finally find it in yourself to let it out and heal your wounds So that we could watch winter in the warmth of each other. We all kept our worries a secret and didn't realise how they were the same. A little love and tenderness could have soothed our pain but we were so oblivious. And I watched you lower your shoulders with the heaviness of the burdens on your heart. I wonder if one day you'll wake up frightened realising how effortlessly it had held you down When your tender reassurances could have lifted them. I wonder if you'll listen to me when I ask you to let people go, forgive them for yourself, let yourself be loved the way you ought to be, And to give life a chance. I promise I'll come back to you when I have enough love to give to you...