The story that wasn’t
Twirling to the song,
I giggle endlessly
Trying to plie and flip
As I open my arms
Not sure if
I should move along
To this catchy beat
That’s taking me away
To the world of happiness
As I go on with my sway
What was that phrase
In the ‘Kite Runner’?
“They only let you
be this happy
When they’re preparing to take
Something from you”
Well let’s just risk this once
I will see what to do
So I take a leap
To get in to that place
But guess I’ll fall
And break my legs
The Song
You wrote a song for me
Said it entails everything
From what we had since the beginning
You added tunes and jingles
Took all the efforts you could
And presented it to me
On a sunny day, in the woods
I didn’t like it
It broke your heart
Disheartened, you went away
Somewhere far.
Turns out the song
Got imprinted in my head,
I listened to it everyday
Till my death.
Beautiful Things
Some things are beautiful
Only when they’re distant
Like a bee sitting on a flower
Humming a song
Or a radiant sunshine
Constricting your brown pupils
Some love you yearn for
Are too, riveting from distance
The closer love gets to you
You get off the deep end.

THE BLUE
“It’s a good day”,
You come to me and say.
You shine like the sun
Laughing all the way
Vacillating,
Whether to jump or fly?
Fear adulates both
But so do you.
So what if you fall
Into the ocean of misery?
I’m standing
Right where you began
To help you swim through
To the shallow end.
Again you stand, you rise,
For you were destined
To seek the ether of wise.
