There There

That random poem you write when your classes get cancelled and you're sitting idle in college telling yourself 'there there'(the first letter of each line)...

This freaky moment of hopeless pain,
Hardly felt, so much imbibed inside for long,
Everyday since those first tears, everyday since joy was doomed,
Remedied by the pain, of the fake smile over the wrecked soul,
Eventuality waiting, with the true smirk it holds...

True it's insanity, as practiced by all,
Hating for hypocrisy, so much what we are,
Everyday it continues, refusing quietus, our shame,
Replete to the brim, the lost hope of hope over the tears,
Expecting the very unexpected, that we will freely laugh again...

Little Story

Mind blowing... I mean, padhna mat, mind ghumke sach main kharaab ho jayega... Isse statutory warning samajh lo bas... Par kabhi kabhi ghatiya poems bhi likhni chahiye, or else the great ones, cease to be valued...

A short story of my little love, I will say today,
I was sitting there idle and listening, when I saw her one day,
Looked impeccably common, yet a glow glistened around her,
I had noticed many times before, but never so intently, had I attended her,
All love takes really is a moment I knew, when I that day suddenly saw her...

A short story of my little love, I will say today,
It should've started earlier again, but ended up beginning on May,
I was too busy, sorting out life as I wanted it to be,
Too much of a fool I was to feel, that I can control my destiny,
As soon as it ends, the start is bound, and as they say, there is no end to melody...

A short story of my little love, I will say today,
It hasn't been a while, it hasn't been years, still with her I would want to fervidly stay,
You might think oh again, it's all an old story, worth encore a forget,
I beg to differ, however my friend, for each moment is special, with each person if you let,
The nectar is eternal & hopeful, just waiting to be drunk, like the sun rises everyday, although it's bound to set...

A short story of my little love, I will say today,
She is somewhere in this city, oblivious to in my life, how much her need, this moment is supposed to lay,
I want it this way too, forever hidden, obscured my love, by this veil of reality to be wrapped,
Leaving her as she is, hopping in my memory, as the moon white and far, unable to be trapped,
Just another reason to smile, a thousand time she is, knowing I once saw her, in the very moment cupid tapped...

Now I end the story, accepting it never began, boring life will be as it was, time will keep running, as it has always ran,
I revealed nothing my friends, just a few jumbled thoughts, for the rest of what has happened and will,
Is also unknown to me, I just said whatever I could remember, scrounging through my needs,
In these times perilous, of manipulated life's memories, you will wish I never return, for this hasn't been much of a story,
So sorry this wasn't great, I never promised would be, I just wanted you to know, how much confusing a little love can be...!!