NOT PerFeCt

If you ever feel the world is low,
If ever you reap what you never did sow,
Remember not all the seasons are beautiful
Not all the dishes are tasteful.

There isn’t a love without lust,
There isn’t a star without dust
Even the sun scatters through a window, the girl stinks who was once a meadow.

The autumn that makes the leaves dreamy,
The same makes them homelessly lonely
The girl who cried over her braid
Can now keep feelings unsaid.

The perfect world without fearful instinct
Where the colours of the rainbow are all distinct,
Doesn’t exsist and should never be,
It will kill the possibilities which you cant see.

It will have no dreams no unicorn,
The arcs of imagination would never be drawn.
There wouldn’t be new sunsets everyday
Noone would care about yesterday.

So let the tears roll down,
Let your hopes get make you frown,
Let the silliest joke make you laugh.
Beacause You’re a human afterall.

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Unfinished

The place which gives you peace all night,

The smile that makes your eyes go wide.

The dreams that keep you awake,

The plans in head that were never made.

The memories on heart which aren’t dead.

The roads in the list that were never lead.

The unfinished story which you never wrote.

The dried flower in your favorite coat.

Unfinished circles are not incomplete.

They give you a reason to compete.

They make the air look so beautiful.

They make the noise smell faithful.

The chaos in your head is leading your life.

The wound you have reminds you of knife.

The song unsung reminds of the weather .

The blissful day reminds the Heather.

Not everyone is happy to drown.

Not everyone fights without a frown.

Not everyone has a story to tell.

Not everyone has got up who fell.

So smile at the left pieces.

Cherish not the full moon but it’s slices.

Life might not be complete in your way.

But the way you conquer none can take away.

Ko

The first school

Well I still remember the time when I entered my first school. Being a rebel at home with no rules,I was actually entering a world of one. More than anything else, I knew there were going to be strangers and I was going to be alone. No one to hide behind when someone bends to look at me. Noone to open up my arms to when a person comes close. I would be there alone. I was thinking that time. What is mommy thinking? Why is she doing so? She cried too.i remember. If she was unhappy, why did she do it, because i was not happy either. I enter the school and after the first 5 steps I realised I was dead alone. I turned back. I didn’t turn back to look, I turned back to run. I wanted to do so. But maa wasn’t there.i could see other moms.i couldn’t see mine. I felt lost. Lost in heart. Will I never see her again. What if I wouldn’t be able to come back. Maybe I can run back home alone. But I wasn’t sure about the way.i turned towards the school andnd continued walking.

15 years later now, it’s normal to wake up alone in bed. Not turning back to find anyone. Crying alone. Laughing alone. Normal to hear the ringtone in place of mom’s shout. But I regret today. I regret of not trying to run back that day to home. I know my mom was near somewhere. Looking at me. If I would have ran back she would have held me. Because I know she’ll be there for me even when j can’t see her

forever

 

I often ask myself,

Where are the dusts of forever in my shelf?

What defines the end and the beginning?

In which is confined its meaning?

 

Is forever the life of the fly for it?

A minute for which it is lived?

Or does it lie in the spread of this sky?

Has it always been this blue and white?

 

If it started from the eves apple,

And ends in the doomsday maple,

Where in it do i lie?

Where in it do you lie?

 

Sometimes i think it lies in your smile,

Sometimes in that extra mile,

Through which i walked alone,

In search of happiness which you home.

 

Whenever comes the boundary of always,

Wherever the desert meets the ocean waves,

If you stop and look back ever,

I will be there,waiting,forever.

the girl

In deep scars of memories,

still flashed some sparkles of life.

For he always wondered how

living without her will be like.

Now when the hearts had miles between,

and the soul had none,

he often wandered in the past unseen,

 where they stood together on the sun.

He remembered the eyes unwept,

ans the never said promises done,

He remembered the hands held,

and now existing none.

Again at the beginning line, 

wondered if he will ever be the same.

cause there always was that blank rhyme

that held him back again.

He made his joy to sound aloud,

He poured the smile around so fake,

but amidst all the noises around,

He could still hear to his heartbreak.

two worlds

As I walk in the woods

away from the moonlight so bright

away from the laughter

towards my fright

As I get distanced

from the crowd so unknown

I  listen the laughs faint

and I hear the sad moan.

in the blue paint all around

that colours the trees black.

I felt an urge of something behind,

I wanted somehow to go back.

 on the line that separated two worlds,
that sparkled beneath my feet,

one that contained fireworks,

 the other that had defeat.

where the defeat had my memories,

the fireworks lightened my eyes.

my world had some unfinished stories,

that world had some news smiles.

it’s difficult to choose whether

to go back our with them.

even if they have thorn or feather,

I am in love with them.