want to live up...

Noise in my mind and the sound outside,
not letting me rest and think for a while,
what should I do with the mess inside,
should hit the bottle or bend the rules for a mile...

A the moth hour of eve, I decide to leave the grieve,
for the maimed, limp and bashful spirit,
I organize a party to make it audacious, complacent and veritable...

I ask for nothing but my lion's share,
for i am all set to screw my courage,
to spend all night, to go nuts about a place in the sun,
giving wide berth to fear, to wipe the slate clean...

I think in medias res of that wrapped mesmerizing place,
not a deja vu but a sight for sore eyes,
as I come to life dancing on the sea and singing to the tune,
with no love lost for healing drops and flowing wines......

W to live up that way, with no retrospect and pain,
the heart that scared to shrug off fear which was vain....

"time to move on?"

"time to move on?"

its not a story nor a poem , m gonna write tonight,

its not the emotions nor the feelings , m goona open up tonight,

its not about what's on my mind , nor about the words , m gonna describe tonight,

its yet another decision ,m confused and not even willing to put aside,

the fear of losing and joy of gaining, is yet another thing that hit me all the time,

m not that brave to bear it all but not coward enough to face it all,

i did everything that was in my hand, but was not able to hold you for that long..

i don't show my worth but myself for you, but when it was you, i expected you out of you,

now i ask myself every time i sit beside me,

is it a time to move on , or still wait for sometime,

though i know everything, but hope for some miracle,

as god inside me is still justified and true,

i wish the eyes to get awakened and wisdom to take its space,

as time is near for something to happen..

i think and still wonder

until my intution commands me to work for others,

for the position they hold and endeavor they make,

so i take a decision blissfully for not to pretend,

i am still the same as i was earlier, it was just a phase that made me enter asylum...

so i got the answer full and final...

i was not meant for you, but for the things i do,

i don't wish to be stagnant as change it would never do,

i decide for me for what to do,

"its time to move on" as of what i really want it now...

not just the words but a call from inside

don't wait for life , and do what you want to be.....