Waiting upon a baseless ideal

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If love was geometrical,
I waited forever with
A triangle of a heart
In hope to find a match
And make a diamond
of a relationship.
But all I came across,
Was an array of alternate lines.


In great disbelieve!

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Perfection was nothing
But a great deception
Because with all my vision
I couldn’t see.
Expectations, thus I bred daily
(a set of disaster),
with distorted reality of things.
But fate like a grandmaster
With its intrusion, timely,
Taught me lessons with great wisdom,
But Oh Lord, does it stings!

The spoiled youngest child do care about what you say, y’know!!

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Some days I wake up
to my mom rushing around
or my dad at his office table
or sometimes with both of them with a frown

And just while I am having
a lazy moment of haze
They throw something angry at me
and it will force me in this faze

It would be something like “You don’t care for me”
or ” You will only wake up when I am dead”
but these phrases instantly go all the way to my brain
and I leave my state of dreamy happiness in vain

I know that they might not mean it really
or have said it in a burst of temporary exasperation
But even for the most disobedient careless child
they could pierce all the way to the heart; these crazy suggestions

At night these thoughts and remarks make me uneasy
and I check up on them while they sleep
I squint my eyes and see their bellies rising and falling in the dark
and only with this daily ritual can I fall back asleep

mirror mirror-part 1

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“And why should I answer that”, the mirror asked me with a look of sheer annoyance which comes with someone who knows he is in a position to negotiate unscrupulously.

“To humor me for once” I said with a very nonchalant tone of voice, but with an anxious attitude of an eager child.

I guess the mirror recognized the uncertainty in my voice because it eyed me suspiciously and then in a very subtle tone, like a secret agent, it said “what’s in it for me?”

I smirked and then said “AHA! Someone is coming to conciliation”.

The mirror looked at me with a condescending look and then rolled its eyes in a pompous fashion before it moved it hands towards me and said in an overly dramatic look “join the club”.

It was at that moment that full force of my actions came into my full focus. I was lifted from the face of the earth and lifted into a strong gust of wind like a rag doll and then … well never mind, nothing of that sort happened. Yes I am very privy to lying so excuse my power of deception for that.

As I was transported into a new world, the first sensation was of pure heat and I felt if the sun would melt me into vapors. It was just then that I felt a presence beside me. The aura was that of utter confidence and before I could look around I heard him say “so?”

I felt exceptionally angry and turned around to cast a very seething look at him but I got all taken aback. Behind me stood a very tall, handsome man whose features were very hard to miss and as he saw me look at him all wide-eyes, a bemused and knowing expression came upon his face. I felt very displeased as this expression of ridiculous adulation on my behalf, but couldn’t look away without a streak of blush growing on my face.

I guess he realized my annoyance and thus stopped with a smile and said “savvy”.

To conceal my weakness, I just asked “and where have you brought me now?” “My, my being very impatient today, are we?”

I just ignored him then and started observing my surroundings. It seemed I was in a dark alley of some kind and constantly I saw people quickly rushing off towards a certain direction with a very preoccupied look. The people I saw, belonged to a variety of age groups, but it seemed as if certain energy possessed them in those moments. I became exceedingly perplexed because it was almost impossible to understand where I stood on the face of earth.

I thus looked back at him with a blank face and he must have recognized it because he said “any guesses as to where we might be?” I looked with uncertainty and then said “hell’s kitchen” with as much disdain as my tongue could possibly fathom.

He laughed then with a particularly soft style, which was even more attractive and then said “ever the pessimist” and looked away with a thoughtful expression towards the group of people walking towards the particular direction. He looked extremely doubtful at those moments and then turned towards me.