Aindree

Its all in the eyes

Where all the cruelty and brutality lies

Leaving no sea and shores to trace behind

Have you heard people saying always chose a right path

Or you will regret

Because you can’t reverse your completed steps

But what is a right path?

Did they care to tell?

It’s like blind, walking down the isle hoping they have a chance to see the world ahead

People judge you On the path, they already conclude

Forgetting they where also standing in the place they refused to chose

I have a question

Did anybody tell the planets to revolve on the right path?

Or did someone aligned the stars on the sky above?

Did someone teach the seasons to appear when it’s their chance?

Or did someone also tell the light to appear when it’s dark

Leave you, confused, yes, they will indeed

Make you think they will always win

Manners and cultures will come to your way

Because they assume you are too young to navigate

Question the logic you will be asked for your certificates

Because again you are too young to drive yet

Now I have two paths ahead of mine,

A wrong and a right

Which one should I take?

the pages of the book i thought i won’t be opening again but

Stand by me, for the love, you crave

Standby me, with no heart ache

Standby me for the whole life

Standby me on my midnight cries

Standby me in the room, full of crowds

Was it casual when you looked in my eyes

Was it casual when i let you kiss me for the first time

Was it casual when we vibed on the Smiths songs

Or still casual when you looked at me and said,

“I like you enough”

You got over me soon enough partying, planning, living life while I don’t cross your mind even once,

I keep wondering

Where did I go wrong?

Was it waiting three months

Or not having enough patience to hold on

Everything ended suddenly as if there were no us

Oh my beloved boy you should have taught me your old tricks in return

Everything sounds so casual when i say it out loud

But believe when i say living in those moments did not make me have a single doubt

So much so i know i should have taken things slow but you played a huge part to push me to the shores

I didn’t realise when i cross the shore and reach in middle of the water at least hoping you would be around to help me out

The key laying on palm of my hand

Waiting to open the doors of the place i called my land,

A home is what you call where you feel complete

Felt hollow with the all familiar faces so sweet

Alienated in my own house is that a crime,

Or should i just try to fit in and convince my mind

After all its my own home i reminded myself

The walls, the doors, the ceilings holds my secrets screams

Is it my fault or theirs to make me vagabond from my own shield

Am i in the wrong home I wondered

Found myself sitting at the corner

A house can’t be called home without the people you called yours

And the ones inside it are locking doors

Should i just tell them to leave

How should I cope with the emptiness inside me

It’s easier said than to be done they say

But the thought itself is weighing me down each day

Trying to clinging to the four walls which never held me

People acting here is kind of a movie scene

But question still remain the same

Brought spring in autumn

Like— freeing the fish in the ocean

So fast and wild,

Was too excited for the ride

But everything comes with the price slips the mind

As season move slowly

The fishnet doves in the sea, coldly

Wore a facade

Made believed to be best friends

Told you it would guide you home

Came out as murderer on the shore

Trust and love looked from ocean afar

As it were soon eaten by sharks

Dead lying on the sand

Like an outcast of the land

Silent now no helping hand

Tragic end and no glory,

I loved the guy but I don’t understand why

Because all along he made me cry

Now I’m sitting with all the whys

But there are no replies

I look at the moon every day with tears fill my eyes

Funny isn’t how Disney lies

Still writing about you ask me why

It appeared like lavender haze

When in reality it was rat in a maze

The butterflies vanished in the unnamed valleys wide,

Fell into a trap and where the beauty lied

They once thought were pollen sweet

Just like a victim unaware of the killer completely

The guts went silent and intuitions switched off

Led a maze it couldn’t escape from

Embarrassment and self worth questioned themselves

Because they didn’t dream of becoming best friends

Lured in the dark filled with horns and thorns

Where shadows whispered and hopes were gone

Reuniting with love was like trusting the fox in a sheep’s skin

Where the knives hug felt safe

Pain kissed forehead

The blood thanked when it saw the happy smile