YOU

Nothing seems right and no one seems yours,
The time you play the blame game with,
Jst the you in 'yours'..
the world seems conspiring against no one but you...
The wretched feeling that loves to be the companion.
You long to let go...
Your trust is questioned and authenticity pledged upon..
Makes you realize nothing is forever
and somethings are not to be taken granted for...
For in the end its you and no one else is URS...

life again

Wish happiness was consistent
maybe its not, for v mite never understand its worth
Time flies faster wen u are busy accumulating all the happiness, u can in the chambers of ur heart...
That happiness shared glorifies into a sublime one..
Every thing, every pain,anxiety, takes a backseat with happiness around....
Fond memories are made,
serendipity seems to b our way...
But like after the calm comes the storm..
Sadness engulfs you,
Every thought seems pernicious
Petulance is the status quo....
Simple things seem difficult to be perceived
Pensiveness and incongruity are reflected in every action of ours ...
and all v can do is wait until it pass..
Leaving us alone with only the fond memories at heart...