Perhaps

Perhaps some day, like a free bird on a beach I'll roam....
Perhaps some evening, all the blue tides will come crashing home...
Perhaps there will be a moment, a moment that just feels like bliss..
Perhaps some night, among the stars and sands, I'll find back the part of me that I so dearly miss.

Droplets

Sitting in the balcony I watch the droplets fall swiftly on the ground,
All the world around me falls low below its sound.
There's melody in it I guess if you choose to hear,
Get a little closer and listen, draw your ear near.
Sipping hot coffee beside me you stand and smile,
We just stay there staring at the droplets, frozen at the moment, at least that's how it seems for a while.
With the winds blowing loud I shiver with cold fear,

You be the sunshine as usual and bring the warmth with you as draw near.

The seasons change and we change with it,

Being together throughout them we keep our love alive for we know it's worth it.

We enjoy the rain as always in our comfy balcony hand in hand,

As the raindrops chime of a song of some season in a faraway land.

 (P.C: http://pascalcampion.blogspot.com/2019/04/drips.html)

I often

I often end up pushing people away,
I often hold some too tight that they slip out and don't wanna stay.

I often care too much and they take me for granted,
I often don't care at all and they leave me taunted.

I often think of the night dreams that leaves me with questions surreal,
I often dwell in day dreams that makes me wonder what's real.

I often think of people I love and crave for their company,
I often am with people I know and search for hiding spots if there happens to be any.

I often share my smiles and laughter with others around,
I often end up crying alone with never anyone there to bother to listen to my sound.

I often be selfless and end up being a victim of judgement.
I often be selfish and the same happens again as to my amusement.

I often carry dreams, hopes and wishes in my mind,
I often bear a pain in my heart or atleast one of its kind.

I often think too much and end up feeling confused,
I often don't think at all and still be bemused.

I often feel like writing but what to write I wonder,
I often end up writing yet will anyone read this? the question ponders.

I often do a lot of things that I really wanna do,
I often do nothing at all but end up doing what I never wanted to.

I often am what I'm,
I often am not,
I often love myself for that,
And I often not.

When I dream, I walk in clouds..

When I dream,
I walk in the clouds.
And leave this terrain of endless doubts.

When I dream,
I am alone.
And pass my time whistling some lost tune.

When I dream,
I am awake.
Lost in thoughts of some lovely days.

When I dream,
I wander off to places.
With lovely rivers and rabbit chases.

When I dream,
I drench in this blissful rain.
So I drift off to this slumber,
Time and again.

When I dream,
I dive in oceans.
Far away from the daily notions.

When I dream,
I walk in clouds.
Never wanting to return to this worldly chaos.

Somedays

Some days you gotta be alone,
Some days you've to be strong.
Some days nothing would seem right,
Some days you gotta put up a fight.
Some days nothing will matter,
Some days your hope might shatter.
Some days the sun won't shine as bright,
Some days it'd seem like an endless plight.
Some days you'll have company,
Some days you won't even have a penny.
Some days you'll be alright,
Some days it's just a dreamless night.
Some days are just like any other days,
Some days you'll see those hopeful rays.
Some days never end,
Some days go on till time bend.
Some days you lose,
Some days you gain.
Some days you miss it,
Some days you catch that happy train.
Some days nothing will be enough,
Some days in a moment you light up.
Some days it seems like never,
Some days you can day dream forever.

Some days...