If we were childhood friends

If we were childhood friends,
We'd play together & ride on swings.
Run around in an alley green,
Fight forever on our curious dreams.

I'll doze off hearing your explanations,
You'd get bored handling my drama occasions,
Time would fly by tolerating each other,
Annoyed or not we'd always stick together.

I'd know you better to read your mind,
To sense your heart that's soft & kind.
To erase any pain that ever shook you by,
I'll mend it all, will never let you cry.

We'd grow up together feeling aspirations new,
Wondering the secret to the morning dew.
Exploring the world side by side,
Appreciating our finds with a sense of pride.

Learning the bitter truths of life,
Stuck somewhere in this hypocritic strife,
Searching for each other in this crowd,
We'll roam around seeking peace in the world loud.

Only to miss our childhood days,
The innocent smiles over sunlight rays.
With at least one person to rely upon,
The friend who understood & never judged us wrong.

If we were childhood friends,
I'd never have left you alone to ever have a depression.
I'll take away your pain & give you my happiness in return,
You'd stay in my heart forever,
as a best friend till the end.

I miss you

I miss the days that never happened,
I miss the things that never were,
The land, the shore, the wind, the fragrance,
The perfect moments that never were.

I miss your smile when you looked at me,
I miss the eyes into which I can fall so deep,
Your face, your lips, the flawlessness you own,
I miss the togetherness that was never meant to be.

I miss the love that was never there,
I miss the connection that we shared,
The touch, the kiss, the realm of romance,
I miss the time we sat together holding hands.

I miss words that were never spoken,
I miss your heartbeats in my heart which lies broken,
I miss a lot that isn't true,
But more than any of these, I miss you.

Heartless

Heartless, I wish I was,
To know not what to feel is.
For it hurts to love & not be loved back,
To have feelings, that are best in us kept packed.

You can't complain,
Then it'd only grow stronger.
If you run away from it,
It's gonna stay there longer.
The more you resist, the more deeper you fall.
Never to realise its an endless pall.

Funny things these feelings are,
They make you laugh & cry together,
You sing & dance to the tunes of it,
& cry in depression too lying on the leather.

Some express it & it brings them bloom,
They think they'd never need anything further.
Others don't, it sways them in gloom,
& the gloomy days follow, one after another.

Either way it teaches us lessons,
With regrets & the pain that follow.
Some move on & be stronger,
Others lie there broken, all hollow.

I'm one such person,
A victim of feelings,
away from them I always fled,
& now I believe I'll use my last breath, to say the words that were never said.

Would it be too late by then? Or is it already?
I do not know.
Heartless, I wish I was,
To know not what to feel is.
For it does really hurt to love & not be loved back,
To have feelings, only to be kept packed.

The secret I've within

The secret I've within,
into which the world peeks in,
Neither is it a lie nor a deadly sin,
Its a key to a world where my heart lies in.

The secret I've within,
Into which I entrusted many in,
some let it go, some others kept it in,
The rest I guess, dumped it in a bin.

The secret I've within,
Into which I still be lost in.
Pointless or not it'd stay there waiting,
engraved in my heart forever, till it stops beating.

There's more to know that what we know

There's more to know of the world around,
More to see than the sight to which I'm bound.
More to listen than what's audible,
More to feel than the things sensible.
More to say than things said.
More to read than words read.
More to hear & more to tell,
More to ourselves than what we foretell.

Walking on this path unknown,
I've realized there's more to everything than what I've ever known.
Confined in myself I forget the larger picture around,
Of which I'm a part of, to which in someway I'm bound.
But not anymore would I neglect,
Anything ever to which I connect.
Its pain today but happiness too somewhere awaits,
Because there's more to this life, than what our fate states.