Day of illness..

When you are down with ill health

When your spirits leave you

When your smiles vanishes

When ache is all you feel

When no food entertains you

When you eat only for meds

When your skin becomes dull

When your voice becomes inaudible

When your immunity becomes weak

When bed is your whole day company

When reading also don’t feel good

When everything loses it’s purpose

You remember that someone

And wish she was here

To hold you & care for you

To take you in her arms

And make you feel that it will be okay

Things will be bright and beautiful again

To bring back the smile on your face

To make you feel alive

To make you feel love again

To let you sleep on her lap

To caress your hair and help you sleep

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More than I thought I could..

I want to sleep beside you. You resting with your head on my stretched left hand and reading a book. I ask you to read loudly so I can also listen. I listen attentively to what you say. Then I stare at you while you keep reading from the book. You start feeling uncomfortable. Your voice starts to stammer. The more awkward you feel, the more my lips curve in a naughty smile. You look at me & ask, “What did I just read now?”. And I swear I didn’t hear anything she said or asked and looking into your eyes, I say, “I think I love you more than I thought I could and you smile through your eyes and your cheeks and then met our lips. Book kept aside & time to tend to the burning heat inside.

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Bad times forget us.. but good times??

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Long days

Leads to

Long nights?

Or Peaceful sleep?

It depends on

How the day went..

Now, did it go good?

Better?

Worse?

C’mon, Worst!!!!

Does it matter?

Because, it’s gone

And you can’t get it back

Not the troubled times

Not the sweaty brows

Not the scared feelings

Its all gone !!

And what you’re left

With is

Experience

Wow!! Ain’t experience the best?

For me, it is

As we learnt how to tackle

How to manage

How to avoid

How to be thankful

How to forget

How to revive

How to stand back up

After the downfall

After the chaos

After the turmoil

After the helter skelter

After all is gone

You remain..

Sometimes alone

Sometimes surrounded

Sometimes bruised

Only physical?

Are you a fool?

Mental bruises are more fatal

They crush us

Grind us

Blind us

But

Makes us stronger

Sharper

Victorious

And you may forget the bad times

You may also forget the good times

But the thing is

The good times do not forget you

Bad times does

Even so easily

Because it is ashamed

That you won over it

And you conquered

But the Good times

Stays

Not in your heart

But in the minds

And on the lips

Of others

And may be you are

Not a big fan of Limelight

But your deeds

Which speaks volumes

Brings you under limelight

And you hear the echo

Of your good deeds

And all remains

is Those deeds

Good or Bad, they remember

You because you were there

And you lived those times

Endured them

And came out stronger

Not always one succeeds

Some fail also

But they fail

Only when they

Ain’t got it in them

To stand up again

Face it all

From the beginning

But with experience

And with Bad Experience

You have already won

Half the battles

And hence the good times

Increases

Exponentially……