grishma

The Sun and the Moon

The pain of broken dreams is in your eyes,

You look like you are ready to give up,

You look like you are ready to take a U-turn.

Runaway to a place of comfort,

A place you call your home.

A home that’s a million miles away,

A million miles away from where we imagined our dreams would be.

You leave me here all by myself,

I know that we aren’t the bestest of friend, anymore.

Two different…

When will I be free of this pain,

When will someone love again.

Darkness! Oh the darkness consumes me every night,

My heart aches till the morning sun shines.

Over and over I go, trying to find peace and hope.

My hands are cold and so is my soul,

My heart is broken with a dream of hope.

Desperate to feel wanted,

I’m haunted.

Do I risk it all or I keep it safe,

To I give it all or do I conceal it.

To the lonely heart that sings at midnight.

To the broken dreamer that love too hard.

To the void in the space that wouldn’t be so empty if you just exist. To my mind that wouldn’t stop drifting to a time that I regret forever. To all the lovely words that you said to me.

To my lonely self for believing in all the lies.

To me because I wouldn’t be here without your cruel intentions.

The limitations to mind are none,

But the limits for me are several.

Sometimes I wish I was free as a bird,

But where do I fly next to excape my burdens.

‘The world is a tiny place’, they say,

But I can’t seem to reach the end.

My love has no boundaries,

But My heart is scared of commitments.

Will there ever be a day without pain,

Not for me but for all the people suffering around the world.

Will…

I have been swirling around in the same loop, Since the day I was born. But I broke through the glass walls, To pursue the great beyond. 

The world outside my world is a vast abyss. That I want to bathe in.

The unknown feels like a Dejà vù, I could never believe that I lived in.

These dreams of mine are taking me places, Tripping my mind and my feet. The world suddenly seems like a small place be…

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A man he was, who had to hide his pain.

Why do you ask, because society said!

‘Be a man, stay strong.’ Is all he hears.

With tired eyes and drenched in fear,

Tell me how will he move on?

  For all the wicked dreams’,

Telling him the same thing,

Over and over the agony.

To the broken pieces and the shattered dream,

He is a man in his fifties.

  I see him in all,

 at my place or in the crowd.

I…

Happiness!

  The questions that bothers me immensely about happiness is, ‘how does one becomes happy?’. Don’t get me wrong I know how being happy feels like but it doesn’t seem to come as naturally to me as it seems to come to most of the people I know. I wish I could will it to my liking so won’t have to be experience down as much as I feel and maybe I won’t even be so depressed.

I see a few of…