Shadows.

And as it poured outside,
I looked on through the glass,
That which kept the rain out,
And let the light in,

A song close to the heart,
Played softer than ever,
Soaked In a feel,
That which was left behind,
Long time back,
At a crossroad, I know well,

I pushed the window open,
Ushered in the breeze,
With tiny drops of water,
Crashing against my face,
Rewinding, in that very moment,
Life that slipped by,

Through what is here,
And what is gone,
Through What you didn't ,
And what I've done.

The ride's been lonely,
From that point till here,
But I've swiftened my pace,
I'll catch up,
Before they disappear!

A painfully long "short story"..

The sand has been dripping,
The way it does,
Time has flown by,
Not bothering to wait for us,
It's a world working just fine,
The way it's supposed to be,
Letting brains work above conscience,
This is what one would get to see,
My face in the mirror,
And yours somewhere inside,
I see two souls,
Existing miles apart,
What's meant to be,
And what we make of it,
Talking big about heights,
Of angels and the skies,
In the end the only thing that disturbs,
Is the one word you'd hate the most-
"WHY"?

Nothing-ness!

Let go and come here,
Lie down with me and stare,
At the endless sky,
Restricted to the vicinity of our eyes,
Blankly figuring out traces of white,
Small stars and the moon's light,
Deciphering nothing,
Amidst winds whispering,
And when you can feel,
Absolute nothingness for real,
Roll over, change your side,
Locate a pair of confused eyes,
And let them know,
Things you don't show,
For when nothing remains,
Of choices and domains,
Love shall survive,
In our beating hearts and silent eyes,
I've stared for too long,
It feels like a place I belong,
Until I spread my arms to realize,
There was no one by my side,
I close my eyes,
And let out a smile,
Knowing that love shall survive,
In beating hearts and silent eyes.

Behind enemy Lines

Not always the person you fight,
Is your enemy,
Enemies are soft targets,
Even the fiercest of them,
Battles get complicated when,
They are against your own people,
Whom you'd not hurt,
But their ignorance peeves,
The lesser warriors,
Either attack or evict,
It only makes sense,
To hang in,
And let the ignorance drown,
In its own self,
For a battle unfinished,
Symbolises a recurring trouble,
Finishing off what started is skill,
And a little bit of will,
But to know who to kill,
Is the greatest of all gifts,
You, my ignorant enemy tonight,
Dine and sleep in peace,
Let tonight be yours,
I'll guard my walls,
But you shall be safe,
I'll put on a fire,
And hope it will give you light,
So what if the darkness survives,
I gave you this night, but then,
I surely will have my time.