Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Being Alone Enough

Being alone has never been a tough job,
rather most simplest way to describe my current situations.

I wasn't alone when people left me, but
was alone when I decided to stay with me.

Spend one night in that not-so dark room,
planning my next move, in my next thought,
brooming the inner part of the skin within my soul.

When I welcomed the silence around,
I was alone from every destructive
vision from that outer world.

Alone enough that I could feel
my every blink of eyes collaborating with
that tick-tock seconds noise of my wall clock.

Alone enough that I could get confused
between keypad's noise and heartbeat's voice.

Alone enough to replace those chirping tone
with the steps of naked feet on the dancing floor.

So alone that I could mapped my breath
moving in and out till my intestines with
those hot air of my coffee mug.

So alone that I could feel the slow movement
of one leaf falling from up there and
landed with the motion of earth's body.

This was the time I could capture the
world's walk with my patience's steps
in my only dream of achieving 'something' ahead.

Afterwards, being alone has never been a tough job,
I was alone when I decided to stay with myself.

Disease



Story of a Writer❤

People love the name,
they liked the post,
within no second they hit it.

Unique name is enough to press it,
but they think,
one with maximum followers
is actually the best.

Wallpapers not used from this app,
or, used as common for every posts,
will surely writes well.

They think,
reading steals the time, but,
liking may allow them to ping to see the liker's posts.

Writing needs patience to read the good,
reading needs curiosity to know the endings.

Writers write about that unusual feeling
which created unknowingly, and disturbed
within the whole body system.

Readers read to capture those similar feelings to hit them inside before or after.

Death Bed

Every thing was fine...
He called me sharp at 11.55
before midnight, so that he
could be the first one.
On that birthday,
we had a video call after his wish
in a form of beautiful song of his.
When I answered his call,
I could see white floor with red,
pink rose petals in a heart formation,
decorated with candles and balloons.
And, when he arrived in the video,
I could see him lying on the death bed,
with tubes and pipes everywhere.
And, his last words written on a page were,
"Sorry Princess!! I couldn't be with you!!"
There, his last day become my last birthday.

Cup Of Love



hold your heart
when you choose to
drink a cup of love,
but forgot to include
two cubes of pain.

the colour is thick,
also, the wound is deep,
and, you know,
it's a bad addiction,
but still, you repeat.

School Diary

found in my
secret school diary,
hidden from the
people nearby.

some words of
yours telling the
sweetness of a girl
in a piece of paper.

at the bottom,
I read the same
question mark
which arises often,
written in bad angles,
'Is that for me?'

Siblings

"That girl is living in the orphanage,
& the another one with her, belongs
to poor family, staying in rural side.",
the story told by the transfer-boy.
He was rich enough that his drivers
opened the car's door for him, but
he chose to ride bicycle to catch
those best-friends every time.
On parents-teachers meet,
he was excited to introduce those
girls with his parents, but failed.
The principal asked his parents secretly,
"Does your son knows that these
two girls are his adopted sisters?"

Corpse

"Sorry, I won't be able to meet you,
as, I skipped to sleep tonight.
It's so noisy inside,
as, your voice haven't left from my mind.
Open space occupied our memories,
as, your face still stays in my heart already.
I loved your smell,
as, it never missed from the skin of my clothes.
It was my happy life ever with you,
but, the day you stepped out,
everything was like empty world with sad holes.
Death was not a big deal,
I died on the day you left my body completely.
Cried on that one night only, but, never after that,
as, you said, you'll meet me in the heaven one day.",
her corpse's speaking to his corpse, which was
buried 10 years ago, exactly besides her's now.

One Reason

A to-be-bride was not so happy,
missing her love to be there,
updating her status just to
see his notification in any case,
in spite of knowing, she's been blocked.
Want him to come & take his princess out,
but, all she remembered was,
'I don't love you anymore'.
But, the only reason left behind it was,
he, a jobless man, & she, a helpless woman.
On his side:
"Brother,
if you really wanna know her status daily,
then why you simply block her after checking it.",
said to one of the top businessman.

Love & Responsibility

A newly-wed couple walking
step by step, holding their hands,
crossing each other's fingers,
enjoying, laughing, looking cute together.
On that green land area,
what he only noticed was a woman,
sitting in the corner bench using
her laptop with the earplugs.
Looking him, his wife said,
"Why this place is your most favorite?"
He replied in his heart, admiring that woman,
"Because, today I'm in between my love,
who's sitting in that bench, and
my responsibility, who's standing beside me!!"
And, he answered her,
"As, this is the place where I could see
both my love & responsibility together."

2AM Conversation - a short story.

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