Raging Storm..

No I’m not giving up, no I’m not tired of the fight,

I'm still standing strong, pushing with all my might.

No I’m not disappointed, I still have hope, 

but I’m going against, this downhill slope.

I am absorbing even, the slightest ray of light, 

so that I can stay on track & don’t lose my sight.

I smile and laugh, pretend there’s nothing wrong,

But clogged up inside is a raging storm.

I close my eyes & dream of a better tomorrow,

A land of serenity, no sorrow to follow.

But when I open my eyes, darkness is what I see,

Dense clouds of rain, hovering over me.

Despite of the hardships I've been through,

I still believe in His mercy and divine virtue.

I know this is a test and I’m bound to endure,

But I’ll keep pushing ahead, till I find my cure. 

Completely Incomplete!

Still walking down the lane for happiness and glee.

Still searching for my soul, Who is the real me?

My thoughtless mind filled with so much stress.

The torturing pain, all this agony and distress.

I still can’t find my purpose in life.

A lot has been lost, so much to revive.

My vacant empty eyes and a chaos in my mind,

Can’t hold it anymore but I still have to hide.

My vision is getting blurry and my hands are getting weak.

Some guidance from above, some sign is what I need.

I’m tired of all this fight, now I want to retreat.

There is nothing left of me, I’m completely incomplete.

What could have been..

She sat there alone on the stairs by the sea.

Gazing at the sun, searching for moments of glee.

Clutched in her hands are some moments she cherished,

Some vague memories and a love she thought will flourish.

A love which was hers.. also pure and divine,

Without which she has to learn to survive.

She travelled alone on many broken roads,

'One day your path will be smooth.' she was often told.

Hoping for a smooth sail, she kept her chin up,

Tried not to stumble or had any regret.

But the sails of her boat, decided to collapse,

Her soul slowly slipped away, like grains of sand.

She sat there alone by her scattered dreams,

Thinking about her life and what could have been.

Sand, slipping away from my hands..

It hurts to laugh or even smile,

Empty and vacant I feel inside.

I'm standing alone on a barren land,

My feet are burning, I can barely stand.

No matter how much I want to embrace,

Your presence has slowly begun to fade.

Far in the distance, I try to gaze,

To catch a glimpse, of your handsome face.

Every gaze gives up, and to me it returns,

Questions me how much it exactly hurts?

I close my eyes and don't answer back,

Fearing the truth and ignoring the facts.

My life has become so meaningless now,

I'm frail and weak, nothing to hold on.

No matter what, I always knew,

I had You, to look forward to.

Now what I hold, is just like sand,

Which is slipping away, from my hands..

Picturesque dream..

‎"I wish to runaway, to a land far away, 

where there is no one to meet, and no soul to greet, 

a clear blue sky, with some birds flying by, 

lush green trees and some sights unseen, 

a bench by a stream, water soaking my feet, 

soft whispers of the wind, no chance for a sin, 

a place so serene, just like a picturesque dream..."

So close, yet so far..

So close, yet so far.

My world has been pulled apart.

 My tower of dreams, came crumbling down,

Yet I can't resist or not even frown.

Who am I left with to blame & fight?

Or who will ever hear my plight?

 Should I argue with the Lord above,

Or just wither away with my dying love.

 I held in my hand a feeling so dear,

Now my hands are empty and no one is near.

 Is my ship really sinking?

Is this going to be my ending? 

This seems unreal, I still can't believe,

I feel rejected, cheated and deceived.

 Deceived by my destiny and unfortunate fate,

Rejected and cheated by my blind faith. 

 All I wanted was to be loved by Love,

But now this resentment will always hurt.

 You are my best thing and now being taken away,

I wish I could live no longer, not even a day..

 So close, yet so far, 

My world has been pulled apart.

Whatever is meant to happen!

Whatever is meant to happen, it always does. 

Today or tomorrow, the time is fixed.

Live in the moment that you've been given, 

Take less of stress and do more of living.

There will be hardships and maybe some ups and downs. 

But don't be cranky and try not to frown.

You will be tested and brought down to your knees,

but keep your defense up and stay at peace.

Life is not a bed of roses and no one promised it to be,

but there Are days of happiness and moments of glee.

You yourself can define what matters more to you, 

to stay strong and alive or down and blue.

So keep your chin up and live your best,

go with life's flow and enjoy the zest.