Monday, 6 January 2014



So don't say our goodbyes, you know its better that way
We won't break we won't die, its just a moment of change








why is it not easy to let go? Is it a human trait- holding on to the past. Those wonderful moments, those times of happiness. Is growing up really realizing life is not full of candies and unicorns? Is it only losing people physically and mentally as and when time pass. Is time so evil it drags your loved ones along with it?
Life is more vast than just friends, family, money, success, fame. Those are just the material aspects of it. It is when one grows up that they comprehend the essence of this short pronounced word. Some people still go on their way to understand its meaning. While some just live for tomorrow, without thinking much.
People come. They go. Harsh fact of reality. We've been taught this since childhood. Yet every time someone actually goes, its different. Its a whole new experience. You think you learn each time and be 'strong'. But in the end you're left lonelier. Even though you might know of the fact, it gets difficult to absorb it once it happens. Piece by piece, you keep losing yourself. The new changed you now emerges, forgetting the one there used to be,the one with those people.
Is it easy to just block out those memories? Those times someone has selflessly put you above them?
 


To My Dearie





All I had to do was climb down the stairs
Priorities blocked my way
Wails kept piling on
Why was it so difficult to comprehend?
The D Day had to dawn
Time was flowing at its own pace
Took a lot of it to realize
Those eyes filled with grimace
The face still bearing that smile
Waiting by the window,
Reminiscing those days
Letting go with all the pain she could bear
All I had to do was climb down those stairs




And once you asked me well what's my biggest fear 



Limits. Signals. Errors. Dissapointment
What we interpret. Our assumptions. Very rarely do these hypothesis render correct.


Things left unclear
All these years, all time
It was left unopened
Rather shut off and buried deep
to where no longest root could seep
A brave little droplet dared to enter
Hopes crossed horizons
Delusions mistaken for actualty
Changed perspectives
Too sublte, too easy to be true?
Never would she have thought
The vagaries would impinge such a lot
And so it hit her as he 'passed by'
Pulled Away from the sun
As he claimed
Hippies only run