I miss you

I sensed a drop on my cheeks, suddenly they were wet

I looked at the sky

Yes, it was cloudy and gloomy

But it wasn’t raining

I couldn’t believe myself that I was crying, but I was

I turned around to my right side

Small, cute kids were playing in the park

The bench next to that grassy ground

Was where we had our first date

I had noticed something weird below your ears

As I tried to wipe it off, I realised it was a mole

Beautifully adhered to your rosy cheeks

Even the moon has spots, I thought

But those spots diminished the moon’s beauty

Yours were like icy toppings in a cake

Our last date was in café to my left of where I stand

I had just cut my hair, it looked terrible

You didn’t care about it

Your eyes were too beautiful to look at me and say

     “You look horrible.”

You loved me like a child loves chocolate

It doesn’t matter if the pieces aren’t perfectly squared, arranged neatly and

       equally spaced

For a child, a chocolate is a chocolate

You looked me in the same way

We were in love, we would spend the rest of our lives together

It was the truth I never agreed upon

I left you,I ignored your broken heart

On the 27 May, it was your birthday

You didn’t invite me- I had broken you

But there was a truth we both knew

That you would wait the whole day

To see me arriving at the door, uncalled and unexpected

We both knew that nothing else mattered to you, but my birthday wish, only mine

But there was one more truth we knew

My ego was way big for that to happen

So you kept waiting for my call or even a text. Just two words, “Happy birthday”

Knowing that my call would make your day

I chose not to

Moments later, (00:01 28^th May) the phone displayed

You broke down- once again

You cried the whole day, broken

Wondering we never had moments of farewell

Our fare was never meant to be well, we were meant to be together

I simply didn’t agree

I was definitely wrong to leave you

And now I am all alone, and lonely

I don’t believe you will forgive me

Or even the fact that I deserve you

But I wish the best for you…

Horizons and Beyond

I can’t see the horizon

It lies beyond these concrete walls seen from my window

I look at the sky and the clouds

The pigeons that are flying by

The baby in the streets that’s smiling

I sense the air, soft and clear and I get inspired

So I sit down on the table, open up my pen and notebook

I start writing, pages after pages,

Then I tear them down

I think they’re ridiculously written

The notebook gets thinner and the pile of torn pages gets thicker

But I haven’t written anything

Again looking at the window I see,

The flowers in the vase that has begun to fade and wither

That’s enough to inspire me

Again, I can’t write anything

The doors are getting knocked,

The phone is ringing,

The bills are lying on the table

I could pickup the phone and go to the restaurant

Pay the bills with the money, and fill my pocket

But it doesn’t feel right

So I have to write and I can’t

I could go and get drunken

With the friends that are shouting at the door

But I look at the bills, I can’t afford to go

I must write, still, I can’t write

I look at the invitation I got

For the writing workshop and training

But I didn’t go

Because the bottom of the letter quote

Entry fee €100

I again look at the window

And start pouring my heart out

I don’t edit it, I smile and cry through the words

The phone keeps on ringing

The door keeps on knocking

But I just write…