Love....never was asked

He did not know happiness without her

He could only be happy with her

He felt lost and lonely when she wasn’t around

He couldn’t help but smile when she was around

He loved the sound of her laugh

He loved the birth mark on her neck

He loved the way she cried softly during movies in the theatre hall

He loved the sparkle that never left her eyeballs

While she,

She knew happiness even without him

She could be happy without him

She felt free and elated when he wasn’t around

A tinge of insecurity outlined her smile when he was around

She liked his voice but loved hers

She liked his honey colored hair but felt hers were better

She liked his crooked smile but could have never loved it

She liked his eyes but loved the face that was reflected from them

She never said she loved him

She always said-“We’re friends”

But as time passed

She did not act very much like one

He assumed she had fallen for him

But she hadn’t

He fell in love with her

But she didn’t

From the moment he saw her

He thought that she was the one

And it was until later

When he realized that she wasn’t

She kept saying-“We’re friends”

And he did not understand why?

As they did nothing of the sort as friends did

When he asked him she said frowning

“I do not want to be more than friends”

The answer to him seemed pretty dry

She broke up and said it was meant to be

He shouted, cried and hit an unknown street

There were many fish in the pond he thought

But none matched her elegance

She was special, he thought,

She was special, maybe, because he loved her

She adored him

She was fond of him

But with him she was just not sure

Of what she was sure with John

When he heard this he was shocked

She had never asked him to love

But he did anyways

He gave her all that he had

Even when she hadn’t asked

Now he is loathing in a corner

And she, living her life with another

I wonder whose fault is that.

#My Experience

Dear friend, 

I recently observed a pattern in the blogs of my fellow blog mates. They usually write about their experiences in life. So I thought even i'll write about my experiences. One such event that i remember most clearly is reading the novel "The Perks of being a Wallflower". i don't know if anyone of you has read that novel but i don't care much about it. I have read this novel a hundred times ( hyperbole, learned in my English class) and it just seems to get better and better each time. Shocking right? Whenever i read this novel i can't help but feel infinite. The novel is written in a very simple language. That one thing that draws me into this novel is the honesty of the protagonist. He is one of the wisest characters i have ever encountered in the history of my novel reading career. The world from his eyes seems so beautiful. Sometimes i see a glimpse of me in Charlie(protagonist).  There comes a time in our lives when we all use thought not to participate in life. But in Charlie's case it is a way of life. As the novel progresses he tries to participate that is when he meets three people who truly change his life. He makes best friends for life. He becomes more social and tries to live his life like every other teenager. The book is about the challenges of being a teenager from the eyes of one. This book is a brilliant, outstanding, mind-blowing account of a teenager who tries to fit in. I won't tell you all about the book, for sure. I would suggest that you read the book for yourself, it'll be an awesome experience i can vouch for that.

Love always, 
Manu  

#Believe

Dear friend,

We all have that spark inside us. That one thing that makes us stand out in the crowd, that one thing that makes us unique and original. We need to find that missing sparkle that’ll make us shine as bright as the sun. Some people know their passions from the day they are born some need to find them. Finding may not be easy but it sure as hell is not difficult actually it is really fun. So get up, speak up and just do your thing for all would be completely fine. Never stop dreaming (not day dreaming) and have faith in yourself. Believe because that’s the most important thing of all. 

Love always,
Manu

PRIDE

Something was eating his insides

Unaware of this truth he walked down the aisle

Considering himself and his manners the best of all

Exhibiting the classical demeanour of the aristocracy

Narcism ripping off his prudence

Vanity had shaken his wisdom

It had stripped him off his rationality

Trapping him in a maze of false pride

Forgotten he had his felicity

His eyes looked at the populace in disdain

Ostentation surrounded him from every corner

And it was not long before

His ego, he was not able to bear

In the pool of self importance

He had lost his near and dear

Affectation had vexed his nerves

Affliction which was unknown till now

Became a very close friend somehow

A huge county he may own

But its use was not known

As there lived no one he loved

Except his pompous soul

Lost in his thoughts he wondered

What had caused such turmoil?

That was when he reflected upon his selfish ways

Diamonds, rubies, emeralds

May fancy your psyche

People's praises may raise your stature high

But n'er should they turn you into

A conceited beast who receives

From the world hate, hate and only hate.....

When the Past Calls……......

He lied on the lush grass

Contemplating about his life

 When he heard a melancholy song

That drew him in and like a fluid flowed in his mind

The words of the song reminded him of a past

That was now dead and forgotten

Hidden in a forbidden land

That no one sane dared to trespass

The plaintive song struck his heart strings hard

A lump formed in his throat

Making him cough hard

The tune started to sting ripping his ears

He felt as if blood was spurting out from within

Dysphoria wrapped around him like a venomous shroud

While he jerked in hysteric directions

Like a madman he shouted

Lord! Save me! Save me!

As the song came to a halt

He tried to regain his calm

Tears burned at the back of his eyes

Through excruciating pain

He remembered the words of the Psalm

“Even though I walk through the valley

of the shadow of death

I fear no evil, for you, are with me”

As he strengthened his resolve

Shoving away his dreaded past

And continued his lone journey

On an unknown, less travelled path

When the past calls

It makes him stumble and fall

Subtly poisoning his conscience

Inch by inch breaking his resilience

Making him dead and hollow

Through every passing mile

My Sins

O! My love, O! My sweet

I ask thou to slay me

For my sins have hurt thee

Allow my slaughtered body to lie in thy feet

Futile is my existence

I feel like a nonentity

As my unholy deeds

Have bruised not just one but many

I am the reason behind the tears

Which trickle down thine eyes

I am the one whose malice

Has caused this apocalyptic tide

O! My love, O! My sweet

Thy honey smooth skin

Is covered in blisters because of me

I beg thy sacred soul to rupture my grotesque heart!

And wing it in a far off sea