Deluge

I have you right in front of me yet you are so far,
Is this what people call destiny?
If it is, its like a breaking star 
There are no more shackles i am bound to
No more restraints from the visible world,
yet, the invisible peeps in my gut 
whispers, "smile", even though your life is curled! 
I smile a lot, I know I do, why?
Memories- Yes, you are the culprit..... why dont you fade away with that good bye?
I wish you did, freeing me from this guilt trip
Snarled are my thoughts
wandering, as if in search of something!
They have travelled a lot, yet no luck
Unlike me, I know, they wont give up.....
I was crawling, music made me stand
It keeps me going, pushing me beyond my limit 
I want you to go.... as far as you can, 
Not because I dont want you, because I know I am a misfit 
I have you right in front of me 
yet you are so far,
Is this what people call destiny?
If it is, its like a breaking star............ 


Original by: Abhi

The Masked Me......

My gaze cuts through me deep and it says I look rusted,
I now understand why my life's story is vehemently twisted,

I try to bring back the time when I had no need to scribble,
I try to erase the times when we quibbled,

But now I know, "fate is a two faced bitch!"
I wish my overworked mind had a "turn off" switch....

I look for the dreams to come true in broken eyelashes,
I look for the old me in the smile I put on those pretty faces,

I ve tried a lot, a lot more than I can sustain, just to find an answer,
For heavens will cry one day, "leave me alone, I am not a fighter"

The chase has been going on since I heard my soul cry,
The crease on my forehead is my soul's best alibi,

Am I nearing the story's end or is this just a pause?
whatever it is just tell me, still expecting an answer, what was the cause?

Just some more time and I ll be free,
The story will end soon and so will the misery,

You have very less time left- I want you to retort,
Please answer me before my rusted figure distorts......


Original by: Abhishek Patel.