Mine Waited for You

You let out sparks on my very being
that was once a star that died
and turned into a massive black hole.

But indeed Hawking's was right,
Black holes aren't that black.
Sparks are kept inside.

Mine waited for you !!!

Nothing in My MIND at All

Isn’t all of this strange? It’s not that we don’t talk anymore, it’s not that we don’t care anymore but tell me one thing – Was it necessary for you to make me feel that all that was one sided? Was it necessary to make me feel like an option?

Maybe you will ignore this too like the messages and calls and just pretend to be busy. So I guess I have to answer the questions all by myself.

Yes, it’s all strange. And I guess I will never find an honest answer from you. So this will be my last goodbye to those probabilities and what if thoughts too....

First Love - DAD

Too late we realize

That the first man

You really fell in love

Is your dad.

And that is the reason,

Each time you fall in love with a man,

You feel its never true

That's when you understand....

There'll be no one as your dad

EVER !!!

Childhood Painted with Dreams

The night sky looks

like my childhood,

like it was painted with my dreams.

So beautiful,

It's like Van Gogh's sky is singing tonight,

a love song.

The finest dance by molecules,

between a flagellating tongue

and a quaking ear drum.

A love song, the finest tune

played by life on the strings

of the universe.