The Lonely Bird

Everywhere I look around I see joys of two,
And they say it is sorrow when it is only just you...
So is it that someone else will bring joy,
To the solitary existence of mine?
Is there really another living soul,
With whom I would always feel at home?

Thinking about this, I almost have a tear in my eye,
Since searching for that someone till now hasn't been worth the try...
I hate the feeling of disappointment I face everytime.
Before I express my feelings, we have always been a rhyme,
But then just like the soul leaves the body,
We act like to one another we are nobody...

Perhaps I wouldn't have felt like this lonely bird,
If I hadn't around me heard,
So many birds singing a duet,
Which makes me wonder who is that someone else...
Have I met that person already?
Who would make my life a little steady?

I hope I would know that soon...
... the person I could call my moon,
Till then I shall try and enjoy this chorus of duets around me,
And wait for that shade giving tree...

Are you with me?

everyday i see you,
is your existence true?
is what i ask myself,
and in this thought i dwell,
so deep that i go somewhere,
deeper than the deepest well,
and in this darkness,
find the illumination,
of your bright face,
and wonder of who made,
such a wonderful creation,
that even words are ashamed,
of their incapability to,
describe the wonder of you...

i feel you are so close to me,
that these physical boundaries,
don't seem to exist at all,
almost like i can crawl,
close to you just right now,
i really don't know how,
you became the reason i live for,
then from you only strength i draw,
to live each day as it comes,
otherwise life was just numb...

sometimes i am scared of losing you,
even dream of this dream come true,
crashing to bits of tiny glass.
each bit showing a moment of our past,
and if a piece goes into my eye,
don't blame me if i cry...

i hope you, the light of my life are always by my side,
with you next to me, i can face even the highest of the tides...

Merging with the Sea

who are you?
where are you?
are you there at all?

i look around and one moment,
see you everywhere, everyday spent,

then suddenly you are gone,
like you werent ever there all along

do i know you?

i think i know you like i know myself,
then your existence seems like a fake spell,
that charmed me to believe that fiction,
is infact the real creation...

do you exist at all?

i feel your presence around me,
like the shade of a banyan tree,
a cocoon around this butterfly,
like someone i could call mine,

then i get drenched in the rain,
of sadness, suffering and pain,
and realise the cover i had,
in invisibilty it was clad...

Will i ever be able to see you?

flowing along this river of existence,
even if the turns cause any tension,
i see a dam for this river not far away,
ready to stop this free motion
and close my eyes in this hope to see,
a miracle that will help me break free,
from this river dam i am heading towards...and,
i open my eyes to see i am merged with the sea,

the dam dissappearing as the mirage i come close to.

All I want to say...

Words sometimes they are hard to find,

Words that would say what I have in my mind...

If only you could go inside me,

You could see all that I want to say shine brightly...

Every emotion is so clearly shown,

each with their own special tone,

So much so, that from inside,

I feel they will burst out and make me cry...

But then I dont know why,

No matter how hard I try,

I am unable to shape these emotions,

Into words or such creations...

And hope that one day you could go inside me,

To see all I want to say, shine brightly...