There’s an oasis in front of me
And it looks so promising!
Being far from it is unsettling
Time is of the essence, you see!
There’s hope and wonder in the wait to reach,
There’s thrill and mystery in its trail,
It’s all glitter and it has got me on its chase.
It’s a place as warm as the winter sun,
And cool like the summer breeze.
It’s where I know I’ve got to be,
It’s where I know one day I’ll be!
I’m not yet ready for this moment to become a memory but I know I can’t rest.
There’s a greater unknown in the future but I have not even decoded the present.
I’m too slow to move on, too fast to get a hold on my thoughts;
So I’m pausing time in my mind, and trying to memorise everything that make this moment worth living for.
At some point, we’ve all wondered
about our life’s purpose
And, haven’t we struggled?!
There are aimless days and sleepless nights.
But as dull as they may be,
they’re still part of the journey.
The blank spaces may be frequent,
but they help us focus on what’s relevant.
It’s a treasure hunt really
trying to find one’s destiny!
You were the moment that took my breath away; but I can’t ask you to stay.
There’s so much I want to hear; but don’t say those words, you make me weak in my knees even when our eyes meet.
You’re the dream I still haven’t woken up from,
the one I see even when I’m awake!
You’re the beginning to the end that I can’t handle
You’re poison to me but I want to have you anyway!
When I’ll look back at my life and see you standing next to me, I’ll know I was loved.
And with a smile, I’ll go back to where it all began and find myself all over again, without you.
I’ll feel the places one more time, and let in what I was then too blinded to find.
I’ll trudge the roads that I once measured by how soon they led to you, till they become the paths that I walk to re-discover myself.
There’ll be a faint remembrance in everything I’ll lay my eyes on;
And a fleeting warmth of your presence in the familiar terrains;
But I won’t stop, till I solve my quest to find the best of me.
Because I know I was loved, and you had a piece of me, but I want to get back all of me.
I match my scarfs with my attires,
some with colors and some with patterns.
Like I do my scars, with my memories
of places that I had dared to tread
where I found strength and a rush in my head
Like marks on my body,
that remind me of my journey,
and how worthy of them the destinations can be.
Now I match my scarfs with attires I wear;
Some with colors and some with patterns.
I sit and stare
through the window glass.
It’s crystal clear,
except it’s not;
there’s a blurring fog.
The eyes try to see something
that I still can’t find.
They wander, like aimless travelers,
on paths, near and far,
that seem to lead
somewhere I’m not.
I sit and stare.
I’m right where I always was.
My mind sets on its own journey,
swimming depths of oceans, enduring sandstorms in lonesome deserts…
My boisterous mind runs faster than me and goes farther than I reach
It pushes me to gather pace and chase it down the unending space…
And then, almost without warning, it stops to reflect.
It wants to see its darkest shades.
The hues of life have faded over time
but left their imprints on the walls, like an ancient decorated shrine.
Springing back in action, it comes alive;
Only this time..
it strolls in the alleys and lanes that had forgotten the color of daylight
It’s seeking answers that are waiting at the end of the mazes that the mind itself designed!
I guess I never belonged to any one place,
But I did belong,
To music, where I lost myself to rhythms and my imagination danced on tiptoes;
To nights, till dawn broke and my thoughts curled up to rest in comfort;
To burdens, that are now weightless due to the timeless hours that starved them.
I guess I never belonged to any one place.
Heart & Soul 