~Riddle(s)~


Once a book that belonged to me

Was lost.

I searched in my room,

And I searched out.

It was gone, nowhere to be found.

 

***

I never saw my book again,

Until I found it after a few months,

Under my bed.

I could have sworn,

That was the first place where I looked.

***

As I flipped through the pages,

I realized someone has it read,

And was kind enough to have it left.

Just under my bed.

It was never the same book again.

***

Someone found me when I was lost too.

I did not ask to be found, but Someone did.

I belonged to that someone.

Then the someone left.

Would I ever truly belong to someone else?

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Everyday, Every Night


***

Chaos all around.
Humble orders and stern requests,
Friendly gazes and intruding stares,
Wants to chew me in,
Everyday,
And throw me out,
Every night.
Into my bed.

***
Peace is in your thoughts.
You are part of my mind.
You are part of my soul.
You are my oasis like nights.
Every breath with you,
Fills me in.
Your every word,
Makes me a better man.

***

I am not of my own.
I am always inside,
But my mind is not.
I listen, but I don’t.
I write, but I don’t.
I see, but I don’t.
I feel and yes I feel.
For I feel only about you.

***
Chaos all around.
Simple people and twisted plots.
Short notices and longer waits.
Fortunate accidents and ill fated days.
Chaos is in my mind,
Chaos rooted deep in my flesh.
Chaos is not at my heart,
For you don’t share your room with it.

~Happiness Only Real When Shared~


/* It took some effort to write this one. There are two types of poems. Sometimes you write without any effort. Those are the best work. This one is not one of those. I wrote this one after my last date. She is never going to read it. ~*/

Why can’t I write?

Birds they fly without any struggle

Except for those with broken wings.

Here I am dealing with troubles.

May be I don’t care any more to make papers bleed.

 

Why can’t you reach me?

Kids they connect without any trouble.

I sit opposite to you, only two cups of coffee between us.

The gift that you brought for me sits on the table.

Do you sense that we belong to two different worlds?

 

Why can’t I give up still?

When all my heart want is to be free.

I know you exist at some point of this blue sphere.

Someday I will join you in a dream,together we will escape reality.

Because happiness only real when shared.