My soul won’t rest
Until all of her scars heal
As she teaches herself to forgive
Of the flaws she ever had.
My soul won’t rest
Until she learns to love
Herself like the way
You never did.
Archive for June, 2020
Soul
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Things that buy me happiness
Posted in Of friends and Family, tagged food, happiness, happy, life, lifestory, lostlove, love, poem, poetry on June 21, 2020| 5 Comments »
Death by chocolate ice cream
Mac and cheese with extra cheese
Cup of cocoa with marshmallows
Pakore with pudine ki chutney on rainy days.
Sleeping on mumma’s lap
Long drives with dad
Grandma’s milk tea served with stories
Late night girl talk with sis.
Hugs from behind
Star gazing under the moonlight
Little love notes stuck on the fridge
Candlelight dinners in our balcony.
Rerunning Big Bang Theory at day
And Friends at night,
Laughter over his jokes, so silly
No projects or assignments in sight for a week.
Sunsets by the beach
Candyfloss and teddies
Songs by Beatles on repeat
Reading books and poetry to my pet.
A month without the surprise of pimples
The body con red dress that fits me perfect
Varied colors of nail paints
That moment in front of the mirror,
When everything in life seems perfect.
All of these
Can buy me happiness,
Not for the entire life
But for a while. .
Bucket list of a dying man
Posted in Uncategorized on June 14, 2020| 2 Comments »
1.) To pen down his autobiography
And tell all of the people
The story of his life,
To read all of Shakespeare’s masterpieces
To work in a Broadway
Learn all of the languages
he could only learn half
The guitar he could never learn to play.
2.) To go on a trip
All by himself
The Seven Wonders, The Northern Lights
The floral wave of Cherry Blossoms
To hear his voice echo in the Grand Canyon
The Galapagos Islands he only heard of
Walk through the ruins of Pompeii
All of which he wanted to see.
3.) To be together with his wife
To shower her with all of his love
And to his family
give all of his time.
He longed to see his mother
And talk to his brother
Of the house he could never build.
4.) He was reminded of all the times
With his father, he had answered back
And never said sorry.
Of all the apologies
he thought of
But never made,
Of all his love
He never proclaimed.
5.) He craved his mother’s
bitter gourd sabji
The one which he never ate,
Even thought his mom would say “beta it’s good for health “
And for once at last
He wished to get high
With no worries.
6.) Meet up with at least
one of his friends
And talk to the one
He had never talked with
since his farewell.
He wished to make amends
And die a man people remembered,
A man who had died
But wasn’t dead.
7.) To love himself
For being the man he was
And be happy with the life he lived
Of the times he stumbled
But didn’t let him fall.
8.) As his clock started off
In reverse circles
Fifty years of
His life fell short,
He wanted more of his life
He wanted more of his time
He wanted not to die. .
If love was a bone
Posted in Love and Life, tagged iloveyou, life, lostlove, love, poem, poetry on June 6, 2020| Leave a Comment »