Tell Me

tell me how do you weave magic into every single day,

tell me how are you brighter than sunshine’s ray.

tell me why are you so cute than a melted marshmallow,

tell me why are you so understanding, its like moon’s midnight glow.

tell me what is the secret of our pointless funny banter,

tell me what is that we have, why do you matter.

tell me who should i tell all of this when you are the one i talk the most,

tell me who should i admire when you are serene as tropical coast.

Connection

you ask me to miss you while you’re gone,

i’ll let you know how i feel through this song.

it doesn’t matter if i’m a thousand miles away or just feet apart,

there’s always a leash on me, that syncs to the beat of your heart.

i miss you when you look away even for a moment, 

the connection we have is clearly godsend. 

if i see anyone who talks to you when i’m around, 

i start to feel jealous and my brain goes hell-bound.

there’s no worse feeling than knowing that you are supposed to go,

will i be ever to quantify my love? or will it be enough to show?

you say you’re selfish for keeping me hooked on you,

but that’s my call to make because i’m the one who’s loving you.

they say its better to avoid heartbreak and steer clear,

but i know you are quite the opposite because you’re not what i fear.

my fear lies in the absence of you, in not giving a shot of what we can be,

my fear lies in not seeing you everyday and setting my heart free.

I will be there

here i stand, with you standing on the other side of the sea,

i keep shouting that we are meant to be.

i know you hear me and i know you understand,

but you are too scared to even hold my hand.

i’ll make a bridge which connects to your soul,

a bridge for you and me to take a stroll.

I will be silent, I won’t scream out anymore, 

because I believe that we have good things in store,

for our future and for our present i’ll pray, 

above all this i pray that you stay.

my life was boring until you came with your essence,

everything you tell me always makes sense.

this is no magic but just a change in perspective,

you know what i’m saying and it needs no retrospective.

i keep you happy, you keep me sane, 

this is our equation till our mortal remains.

but now is not the time, or now is not the place,

i won’t hold you back, neither will i give up the chase.

i can live with regrets in my life, but not this one i can’t,

i want to be with you and hold your hand.

distance will be kept, don’t you worry about that,

i won’t do anything that messes with what you have.

i’ve been a quiet observer, i’ve lived in the shadows before,

but know that when you need me i’ll be right outside your door.

Pain

look at this face, do you see any emotions?

do you find any reason behind how this mind functions?

i’m a slave to my own design, a sucker for punishment,

looking in those alleys of life for the next detriment.

100 things make sense, i find the 1 which is not,

i will use all my day trying to make sense of that one thought.

welcome to this dysfunctional paradise of lost dreams,

don’t lose your way in here, you can hear all the muffled screams.

every now and then mind will find a reason to make you upset,

even though the thing has passed, i will never forget.

i will replay it in my mind a thousand times and once more, 

pick it apart like with surgical precision till there’s nothing more.

each of those pieces will be further examined and scrutinized,

till i find something wrong with another piece and feed my mind.

this process repeats till i see the light of another day,

and i have more days to screw up again.

Hope

just like we wait for the rain on a sweltering hot day, 

just like we wait for the medicines to take the pain away.

the wait of a better day is what makes the fruition worthy,

it is the hope that navigates us through days which are murky.

we all have places we want to be, we want to go,

bills to pay, work to do, calls to answer , feelings to show.

all this we do in the hope of a better tomorrow, 

a lesser burden, a day of lesser sorrow.

it’s not about the sorrow for all, some like the chaos within,

everyone is different, we don’t know what keeps everyone ticking.

it’s not about the end, its more about the journey, 

its the passion which drives us, which keeps burning.