As I see the first dazzling rays of daylight,
Whirling in to the fading night
I wish I could hold everything I had with my grip tight
However it does not last long enough, perhaps a brutal fight

The restlessness in me preludes
And raises endless questions
To which my innate sense stands silent
With no answers to the wavelets of emotions

Grappling with my thoughts, I seek
Retort to the absolute confusion
Trying to delve deeper I suddenly realize I have become meek
Trying to pave a sequential thought composition

How much would I succeed is another a question
A session with seclusion perhaps can solve this inquest


It seems as I was falling forever and the ground was impossibly far away
Yet failing every time, to consolidate my opinions, I pray
How would this unsettled silence break
Who would come to my rescue?
or else I will be left alone to shriek

Quirk of fate and my courtship...............

Times may be different, one needs to be persistent There would be some highs and lows, better you learn how to control the blows

Indeed I could not follow this
Even when circumstances were abyss

I was stubborn I was aggressive
He was patient and impressive

Despite all the odds we came together
the whole cosmos turned against us, but we dint bother

The maxim opposites attract proved to be right
As with each passing day the glittering sun would be more n more bright

The world seemed to be on our stride
Expectations won’t exist as we decide

Gradually I could not stick to my words
He deflated form his promises and made efforts

Things moved on, so did we
However, why clashes kept multiplying wondered we

On my way to relationship I made innumerable mistakes
He ignored them and treated them to be piece of flakes

Little did I know, that he would be a lethal addiction
And pointless to specify, devoid of any cure and medication

Whenever I was grappling with a situation
He would come to my rescue in every condition

Present he was always, to illuminate my path
Ready I was always, to render him the wrath

Not understanding him was my plight
To my amazement he was always right

There was this time when, I thought we are meant for each other
Very late did I realize he deserves some one better

The very thought of separating from him makes me go uneasy
Nonetheless, I guess I was making him go crazy

I feel this emptiness within me
It seems am unable to breathe n its killing me

My past memories still echoes in my veins
Now the fact that I am alone is driving me insane

With no further wastage of time :

Let me take this opportunity to thank him whole heartedly
And wish him love and luck for the entire life eventually

love
priyanka

Vicious circle of life……

Life is riddle, the more we solve it
The more we get entwined in it

One has to take things as they come
If not, the consequences can be gruesome

For, life does not give a second chance
Those who get are the rare n privileged ones

Twist and turns in life are certain
As we go through the severe pain

Convoluted as it may appear though
We have to accept life’s major blow

I fear of losing all I have, is my plight
Indeed with the hope of getting things right

Qualms and regrets is what all I possess today
When, I sit and muse about today, tomorrow and yesterday

Optimism is my last resort now
Eager for the new sunrise to expunge the haze of snow

bamboozled !!!!!

Friends around me are few
In a over swarming world, seems a strange phew

Why do I have this avid desire of mingling with people?
Why can’t I just persist on my own without being feeble

Why do I look for constant motivation?
When I have no body around, with that intention

Expecting from people, makes our valued time go waste
Resulting in experiences one would never wish to taste

Only preposition, I can think of now is
Being rationale in life is an amalgamated bliss

As the famous saying goes, one has come to this world alone
And so shall one leave, apart from the tribulations you had borne

Why my loved ones can’t hear it, my heart cries aloud with its woes
For whom I have always been on my toes

Please some one observe, It is too clear on my face
However no one is around to notice, is this destiny’s another maze?

I have become too proficient in being thwarted
Presumably it was a gift for me which life crafted

Life is a long and never ending tale
With every move, it at times makes you vivid and pale

I posses, some regrets, some satisfaction and some emotion
With no further speculation, I should not infer conclusion