Nowhere close!

Words colder than ever before,
But it's a reversal of roles for sure,
Ones which were once genuine,
Are no longer meaningful, no more pure,
And the ones which were just imagination,
Have started making sense,
Being more direct, conveying messages,
Finally coming out of the veil of pretence,
What a feeling, indescribable,
An ugly one, I dont mind loving,
I can but just say good luck,
Whilst you are packing and leaving,
But there was some stuff, again,
Which needs to be cleared,
What seems rudderless now,
Through the storm, needs to be steered,
I know your fear of the uneven waters,
And your love for ways steadier,
As if I give a damn, but i do,
One of those truths, u'll never get dear,
In the memory of everything chucked and ignored,
Whatever be those,
I had a small piece of free advice,
So here it goes,

Of all the stories cooked up,
I don't mind not being a part of,
But there's something more important,
Things you might already be aware of,
But in case you are not,
I'll like you to know,,
Am glad you turned out so human in the end,
Stuffing your mind with what people show,
And I cant help but pity,
In case you don't even know,
Am not one of them ,
And they ain't me,
Remove your blindfold and try,
And then maybe you shall see,
The only thing human here is you,
Humane ain't me,
Divine is what it was,
Guess its time to set things free,
Am tired now of explaining,
So let it just be,
Enjoy your hassle-less journey,
But know, nothing you ever knew,
Came even an inch closer to me!

Sealed.

Drenched, he walked with slow steps,
In knee deep waters, on the flooded street,
Scarce souls ran for shelter,
But he was in no mood to retreat,
Taking off his shirt, he fastened it to his waist,
The shivers were now so welcomed,
He stopped walking, stood still,
Closed his eyes, and summoned,
Thoughts he had been trying to avoid,
After realizations and confessions and what not,
This was a time, To let it all go,
And check what he'd actually got,
One more time, he was willing to take a chance,
To risk getting trapped yet again,
In what should not be, Though it's all what really is,
Meant to be broken wishes and some pain,

The thunder tried waking him up to reality,
But tiny drops of rain, Tapped his closed eyes,
As if not letting them open, even if he wanted to,
A conspiracy brewed, somewhere beyond the skies,
He let the ecstacy take over, arms stretched,
Oblivious of what happened around,
A smile adorned his deserving lips,
As he recounted memories, some veiled, others gowned,
Enchanted, he continued, travelling through time,
Feeling what he always wanted to,
And this didn't require anyone's consent,
Painting what was once black, totally blue,

Eternity was what it felt like,
By the time he ran out of the feel,
Opened his eyes, almost blinded by the twilight,
After the reel, it was time to keep it real,
He resumed walking, somehow content,
Knowing that it's all preserved in there,
That's what he's been, treasuring all that's worth,
Not in diaries, nor in vaults, but inside somewhere,
Coming back to him, he's on the road,
Inching closer towards his place,
When he sees people peeping from their homes,
With a weird look on their face,

And he noticed his gleaming chest, still bare,
In a city, which knows only pretentions,
Casually he removed his shirt from his waist,
Put it on, to help them breathe their apprehensions,
With each of the six buttons he put on,
He sealed all memories and thoughts back again,
Waved at the kid next door, as if nothing ever happened,
Here was a formal man, simple and plain,
Nothing to share, nothing to show,
What lies inside, No one shall ever know!

Details

I look back down the memory lane,
And realize how things have changed around,
The asphalt on the road, leaves on the trees,
Faces, smiles, winks, words, references,
All bear the signs of a change so profound!

But a minority that stood out from the list,
Were the ones with the power to describe and explain,
Precisely minute in nature, they often go unnoticed,
No knowledge or experience is complete without them,
Fools like me chase them, alas, in vain.

And so, I was in for a surprise, When ,
I read the change the details had undergone,
Firsts becoming seconds, interests waning,
And stuff that should just let be,
Privacy is a virtue neglected, I'll but try on.

Change is inevitable, as granny used to tell,
How could have poor details escaped the fate!
Its not a sharp mind that catches the trail,
A heart that cares suffices the job,
Examining details, till the time it's too late.

What changed is important, For the leads it provides,
A weird process it is, in a world estranged,
Learning from these cues, one should better adapt,
Tried ignoring, But still makes me wonder,
How terribly have the details changed!

Walking along.

Remembering all the times,
I have asked to let me be,
I feel the prayers have been answered,
And I am now a part of the crowd.
Its clear why they wander ,
The crowd is not entitled to choices.
And I walk along,
The initial craze dies out,
But I keep walking, telling myself,
The darkest of forests too,
House uncut ways that guide,
Existence is never by chance,
And its true, they are out there,
Even I'll find one,
If ever perturbed by the gloom, I'll run,
Race against the beats of my heart,
Faster than time, faster than thoughts,
And escape anything that binds,
Dive into the sky, tear it apart,
Make my way to the abode that was mine,
Where the Sun doesn't burn you,
Where daggers and deceits dont hurt,
Where its just you and the peace of black,
But my job ain't done yet,
I longed to witness and live in ,
This not-so-black world,
For experience counts, if nothing,
Escaping back is always an option,
But as long as I can,
I'll walk along..