When…

when I put down my book just to be there with you
when I stop talking just to hear your voice
when I’m eager to greet you first thing in the morning
when I’m reluctant to say goodnight because I still wanna talk to you

when I do those kind of things

that’s because
I really want you

I Didn’t Fall In Love

I didn’t fall in love with you the very first time I saw you
I didn’t fall in love with you the second or third or fourth time I saw you

I fell in love between knowing you and being with you

ROBERT

Ricocheted intensity of such voice
Over thy ears, it seems like a noise.
Bewildered by the owner of such,
Engulfed by his stories that much.
Rumblings of facts he knew,
Telling to you those which are new.

BON

Brought in the so-called Earth
Off to the world of hurt
Neither living just to live

Burn Waiting

Expectations are never awaited

it will burn all your patience..

> 21 Days

Everyday seems incomplete without your presence
Your presence physically and even virtually

It’s been a habit.. Our habit
Good mornings and good nights
And making memories in between

Though it’s been awhile
It’s been more than 21 days..

Do You?

When I feel down and bad
Do you think of hugging me?

When I don’t know what to do anymore
Do you think of holding my hand?

When we’re taking a night walk
Do you think of us?

Memories

Nobody taught us

how to make memories.

 

Yet here we are

sharing old memories

while making new ones.

 

I Can’t Be Selfish

I can’t be selfish
Because I know you needed me

I can’t just breakdown
Because you’re breaking down

I can’t blame you for knowing you’re just the one hurting
Because you’re hurting enough

Beneath

In poetry
lies
our darkest moments