In Need of Glare…
Lappis Beach, Stockholm Why I wish for the people around me, Why I wish for the light to enlighten me, Why I need the glare to sparkle my soul, Why I need hands after my fall, Why I think about the future, Why I feel the pain of nurture, Why I just wish for the time to run, Why I don’t cross the clouds and fetch the sun, Why I am in love with night, Why I am looking always away from the sight, Why I am not in a state right now, Why I try to run from myself now, Might be, I know the reasons of my thoughts, Might be, I am afraid to accept the noughts.
Tea and Tales…
Not a drink for Indians, much more than emotions, Comprises of tales and the stories of every notion, The best to live with, to enjoy with your mates, Yes on a beach, to go high with different talks and states, Waiting for the sunrise on a foggy day, Built the memories on every laugh and say.
Sunrise!
Unlike the fall, when you wait for the rise, When you sit beside, to wait for the sunrise, Around the beach, around the friends, around some music, You wait to feel the calmness and hymn for the sync, When you just think too deep, too sharp to feel that glory, At times, when you wait for a shine in your story, When you wait, watch and feel the breeze, While around the bonfire but still in a state of freeze, Still you awe the beauty around you, Cause at times you love the serenity around you!!