Childhood Friend

Like Sun rays are destined to wake up with morning,
Like Moon is married to night,
Like sky is the playground for birds,
Like womb is a child's place of birth.

Likewise was our togetherness,
Likewise was our walking hand in hand to school,
Likewise was our playing in the streets,
Likewise was our cycling in the rain together.

Until I realized we crossed our teen,
Until I realized we now had bigger feet,
Until I realized reality is always bigger than dreams,
Until I saw you walking away, realizing,
You may now never be seen.



  

Desire

If you are a fire,
Then i would desire,
To be wrapped in the flames,
And play the fatal games,
It would be difficult to depart,
Our ashes won't have distinct marks.
God, himself, may not be able to separate,
For as it'll be a facet of our love remains,
And the ever conscious, immortal,
our enveloped souls,
Will time and again raise a colorful Phoenix from grey,
and our story will unfold.

Less Better or More

Words are permanent,
Meanings change,
Love and hate are opposites,
But both have curious rage.
The vocabulary of life,
Is no different than of dictionary,
The more you learn,
Much more distractions as
options appear.
It is why a growing child,
Sleeps with his hands up and open,
Because the less he knows,
Lesser fears he has,
And I as a grown up with close fists,
Develop my own scares.