eh?

i am tired, i want to sleep.

But alas I ask you for the last time Until the time lies Do you want to be on my side?

but I guess, I will never know.

Time flies by Life doesnt stand by World is moving My mind stands by Things are changing So am i People are changing So am i In a crowd i stand alone With my eyes wide open overwhelmed Yet with an empty mind I lost the ability to think Maybe for some time i think But all i can do Is nothing but observe People go past me I stand by Life goes on Time goes on In a crowd I stand alone Quietly overwhelmed Watching the world go by Day rises and sheds Seasons come and go People born and grow up Live life and die I never realised When i grew up I was munching on sweets Suddenly i have responsibilities I look back I look back in time I try to remember who i was Who now exists, only in my memories Winds are blowing Sun is setting Time is flowing Its all overwhelming

Those three days when we talked When i actually had a conversation with you The voices inside my head stopped because i was so happy To actually talk to you And have an actual conversation With you I don't know How much it meant to you But it did indeed meant a lot to me And it made me so happy That i can probably never describe in words That feeling of calm satisfaction Where all i ever dreamed of came true And i was so high on peace I know, i know i did the cringy good morning messages I know i was trying too hard to be nice I know i was cringe I know, it were all texts But with your each message My soul desperately craved for your voice my ears waited to taste your essence in the air I was so happy To talk with you That i forgot the sadness I had inside of me No matter Where i am in life I will cherish those three days All my life

Till the end of time

i close my eyes like i do every night but someday i will wake up and realise, i have changed i am not somebody who i thought am i have grown up i am not a kid anymore i have grown up As a kid, playing all day Running through the streets Knowing all the sweets Being responsibility free Its not the same its not the same anymore what have i become, what did used to be am i someone who i am supposed to be or i am just a fake façade of sanity time goes on life goes on choices have been made mistakes have been made Time goes by Life goes by Every moment the world turns old So do i One day i will wake up And see my hands turn fragile Which were once sturdy And very useful Have i become what i am supposed to be or am i still a fake façade of sanity

disconnecting from reality, lingering absurd thoughts in mind. sitting with heavy head, resting on the back of the chair. weather is cold, so are my feet. for how long music has been playing? staring at the roof, thinking what life has been. as a child, I spoke mostly inside my head. now that i am older, tired of talking. all i want is to witness and feel, the beauty that the world has to offer. away from the people, away from the city. i want lie down in the woods, and see what beauty is. In romanticism of my solitude, I want to be free.

its crowded at usual. gave my seat to an old lady, now i stand at the door of the bus. while the bus waits for the signal, fellow travellers is all i see. its all very usual to see. crowded city filled of busy people, everyone busy in their own lives. everyone has something to do, everyone has something to worry about. while i wait for my stop at the door, the kid shouts. red light means stop green means go! while his father pats his head. his eyes and his smirk in harmony, says he is proud of him. life has kind of become narrow. everything is limited to something. everything has to fit some rules. its way too predictable now, just straight up tiring. the old man, i helped climb up. forces a conversation with me. now he tells me a tale of him and his wife, and how used to visit the temple near my home when he was young lad years ago. everyone is trying to satisfy someone, to satisfy themselves. in the heavy talks and discussions everything has become monotonous. being stressed is like a daily routine now. on the seat beside the door, a baby sleeps in her mothers arms. while her mother kisses her forehead, silently declaring how much she loves her . time goes on, meanwhile the world develops. now, no one knows the peace of the night. now, no one knows hope of the new sunshine. now, its all nothing but stress. some old lady picks fight with the conductor, for charging too much. now the conductor looks at me dumbfounded. and in our eye contact, i land her sympathy. while i laugh in my head. buildings will eventually turn to skyscrapers, theres too much traffic on road. no one cant see out of the system, everyone is just a pawn of a system. as if it was their inherent meaning of existence. some stop came, helped the old man climb down. handed him his big heavy jute bag. i felt proud of myself to help him, but why didnt he say thank you. wouldn't it be nice? if people somehow people, saw outside of their bubble. and talk with the winds that flow by to know what they seek.

i want to explode inside of you, like a sleeping volcano. to fill the skies of your mind, with smoke of my exploding love for you. i want to explode inside of you, like a sleeping volcano. to hug your sad cold heart with hands of my warmth i have for you. i want to explode inside of you, like a sleeping volcano. to fill your lungs with my burning love where you will choose to suffer, and still breath i want to explode inside of you, like a sleeping volcano. to fill the deep trenches of despair in your heart with all the warm philtre i explode out. I want to explode inside of you, like a sleeping volcano. exploding out of control consuming everything, only to force you to bring out the potential you supressed in yourself. and to consume everything that brings you down to reveal the beauty you always suppressed inside of you. I want to explode inside you, like a sleeping volcano. Dead to living, living to die as the big bang that started the universe. we'll create our brilliant love, exploding, bursting emotions and afflictions. feeling everything to the extreme to infinity and beyond. a poem written by @pretentiousdaisy and co-written by me