Unloving

Unloving...
The more I think, the more I wonder!
How do you unlove someone?

Now hating is not hard.
Reasons help you hate.
Good, or bad - doesn't matter.
With reasons, you hate.

But unloving is hard.
How do you unlove?
How do you reciprocate having no feeling?

Say there was a void and love filled itself.
How do you empty it again?
How do you spill love out without filling in hatred.

Would time be of any help?
Should you just wait for another love to fill in the void?
Would you have unloved the person then?

How do you unlove?
All the reasons, right and wrong don't seem to help!
Every vain attempt seems so senseless after it fails.

Would it help when you die?

What's Not Meant

Walk up to the moon, can you?

Pointing at the horizon, he said; walk up to the moon there.

Not everything is possible son, some things are meant not to be done!

You’re not meant to fly. The fish not meant to walk. The birds not meant to lie down.

As is the world’s nature; so are the laws that bind the worlds together. Just the way they are…

At Peace... :)

At peace, I said that day, I want to be at peace...
It was almost midnight,
we were almost having our time together.
Almost... except,
I was working and you were watching,
and waiting...

I saw you watching me
and I said, just five more minutes :)
I was almost done. I sighed and I said
I want to be at peace! Only for a minute...

I remember that look.
That kind look and that pure smile!
With that smile you said,
sleep, you'll finish the work and we'll have our 'our time' when I wake you up.

Sleep, I did, at your place, on your couch.
It was morning and it was your old alarm clock that shook me up.
I looked to my side and saw you sleeping!
You were up the next second.
You were up and you smiled.
The sleepy face, messed up hair and that look again...
It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen!

You din't wake me up - I said.
You wanted to be at peace, you said.
And you slept with me? I asked.
And you said -
I wanted to be at peace too...

It was that that made you special.
Well, among many other things... :)
But it was that that's most special
and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard!

I miss those days.
And with every passing day, I miss you more.

These days I wonder,
how am I ever going to find someone like you!
Find, and replace...
It's what I do these days.
Wonder and wander through the past.

And when I want to be at peace
I walk alone and I think of you.

And I have been walking alone a lot...

Single Stuff I

If you don't stumble enough, you won't learn how to break a fall.

Not Taking Life Seriously

Incidents that were incomplete in memory,

ideas that never made to papers,

ideals that only existed in words...

I am the perfect example of imperfection.

Good times, bad times; some never recorded, some never reminded.

Gone were the winds, so were the thoughts...

Guts be it, insanity be it.

Glad those mistakes made their way into life.

Second after second, day after day, year after year,

I do, and I do the same.

Every single day that I wake up to,

I realize it's yet another day

and I'm still alive...

Another day that I'm thankful for...

For not taking life too seriously.

Seriously, life is too simple a thing to boggle about.

Life, the short little interval -

turns a lie without fun!