…but the thing is–they don't.

Why

Want to cry

But I cannot, why

Oh why can’t I

I sit at the foot of the bed and sigh

And wonder if the happy times have passed us by

To be on our own, to live a lie

Or to find some meaning, after bidding goodbye.

You’re with me

​Your ship is taking you home

I stand here and look at you

As far as I can

You are growing smaller and smaller

Until you become a point

And the earth’s curvature hides you

Though in my heart you stay back

And stare at me playfully

You’re sublime in my mind

Smiling and looking at me

While I smile and look at you.

Our time

​The cold touch of your hand

The strength of your tongue

The warmth of your love

Wrote the thoughts unsung

 

You took down my walls 

And you looked into my eye

Your fingers made me glow

When you brushed my thigh

We moved with the same rhythm

I dove into your kisses

You held me in your firm hands

And fulfilled all my wishes

Like our attire, I kept aside

The fear of being caught

There was no error, the punctuation in place

But there was no dot

Your time

​I wish 

I could be

on the other 

side

with you-

my eyes 

touching

your skin.

Your time

so precious

to you

to me

I need it

to be. 

Dry smile

​I’m lying on the bed

Staring at the fan

The sunlight is too dry

The clock says one

And the sky’s white

Tired of binge watching shows

I lie here quietly

The ceiling’s an old friend

The biscuit box is empty

I slept for 11 hours

Yet I lie here and think

Of things to do

None around

To listen

To my jokes

And laugh with me

While having lemonade

For more than a minute

So I call you up

And smile and giggle

In a different reality

And on returning 

I’m left with

All the energy

But very little will

To do anything

On my list

So I dance 

The time

And the extra space

Away.

Be here

I hate being alone
In this crowded place
I miss you so much
I wish you’d be here
Holding my hand right now
And then embrace me
Listen to my troubles
Be beside me
All through the night
In the airy room
With the starlight
Flowing in.
Then you say
A solution and a joke
To make me
Feel alright

Lifting us up

What should I do
besides trying my best
to save you from falling.
I stare at the wire
On the ground
I stare outside the window.
You want me to smile
I’m not frowning either
I’m wondering
what I could have done
and can do
to support you
and us,
and to bring us
to the peace
we’re looking for
all around.

Dressed and deserted

She walked down the dark road
the ribbon securing her hair
her hand clutched at
the last few traces
of her self confidence
which she dragged down the street.
She wore the ribbon
cause he liked it.
She kept her confidence
in a box in the attic
cause it was clear
he didn’t like it. (what?)
and on it went
until she could not
find herself
The dark road circled back
to their house
she did not know why
she could not
choose the road out.

Perfection

It is amazing
like observing a bird fly
in slow motion
so close
I never knew
someone could love me
this strong
and as pure as the time
when sunlight first touches
earth in a day
maybe that is what I couldn’t imagine
because everything’s
too good to be true
but here you are with me
giving me all
the strength in the world
and holding my hand
across this distance
and honey, you proved it
that for us
distance is nothing
but a stupid number
with a unit.

Screams

Songs, posters, nothing makes sense
dormant sources of strength
I want to scream throughout the night
yet no one would be able to hear.
I so feel I should talk to others
but that would lead me nowhere;
now I sit here all by myself
trembling in this known world.