A clouded note...

Sweeping through the shelf,

Found some letter unkept,

Reading through it all over again,

Brought nothing but tears in vain.

Letter clouded with dust,

So hard to blow,

The shine of the same,

Just vanished with time so.

In the middle of pointed pins,

And some embellished pens,

There was the letter lying,

Faded as never before.

Staring at the letter,

With my vigilant eyes,

Found a drop of tear,

Trying to run but...dismally died !

A different me...

Trying to rewind,

The seconds that have passed,

Counting ! moments those were happy,

And moments those were fell apart.

Reflecting in the mirror,

All I see is a different me!

Struggling to grow,

Dying to make a point,

Wondering if my existence,

Does have some sign?

Looking at the sparkling clean dishes

All I see is a different me!

What you give is what to get,

Only if it was that easy,

Staring at point blank,

Wondering if we can foresee.

Looking at the ocean so wide,

All I can see is a different me!

Trying to find a place,

Where mind can be at ease,

Wondering if anything like that exists,

That can help me discover me.

Looking within the skin beneath,

All I can see is a different me!

Blind fold...

Contemplating the truth,

Sure to you it hurts,

Gathering the tears in the bucket,

Waiting to be adhered.

Man so full of himself,

Walking with his eyes closed,

Waiting for the dawn to come,

Waiting to open the blind fold.

In the world of selfish vows,

You stand and take your one,

In the need of survival,

You wait to be found.

Feels like the game,

In the childhood that you used to play,

Hiding under the umbrella of social pressure,

You try to withstand your way.

You travel deep inside,

To realize what you have lost,

Trying to keep it to yourself,

In a special place called 'heart'.