In a Suitcase

It's precious, yes it is! A treasure in all its truth.
It's hidden and guarded-then suddenly came a-knocking youth!
Oh dear!What to do? It thumps so much more faster;
Even though,it's in a suitcase, it's no longer it's own master.

So fragile, so warm, so naive and pure and soft,
Protected by the frost of love, yet so very lost!
It aches for that frost-bite, not knowing if it'll hurt.
And while it's in a suitcase, it builds its very own world.

It knows that something's missing,something super integral,
It knows that there is something, that'll make life much more livable.
And then when suddenly, there is a humungous rumble,
It no longer can stay in a suitcase, out and about it tumbles.

It sees a new home, a new place to be in,
It finds it so exhilarating, it's better than it's ever been.
It hopes that this new home is forever and always its own,
And thus, though a new one, in a suitcase, life is again known.

This suitcase, the ribcage, is the safest place for the heart,
The precious little gem, that beats from the end's start;
From one suitcase, this treasure once is forward passed,
It makes itself a promise,in that suitcase, forever it'll last.

I'll be there

There will be times when everything would seem just like a mess,
Don’t you worry,soul sister, I’ll be there,to save my princess.
To shade you from the Sun, to hide you from the dark,
No matter what it is, I’ll be there, forever your spark.
When tension turns the heat up, I’ll bombard you with snow,
When you are alone, I’ll be there, with you, your shadow.
When you are feeling down, I’ll happily give you a kick start,
When love may sting sometimes, I’ll be there, for a heart-to-heart.
When sometimes you want nothing at all, but just to be alone,
Count on me ‘cause surely, I’ll be there, to break your every bone.
Also, when you’re shining, I’ll surely bask in your glory,
Cause I don’t care about others, I’ll be there, to tell your story :)

Nobody knows me at all.

I try and try, I try to do the right.
I know I'm shy, I know my heart's fright.
I am never alone, yet no one breaks my fall,
I'm still unknown, Nobody knows me at all.

I am good at heart, I know that for sure.
It is no piece of tart, but my heart is truly pure.
I am not the one to brag, cause I know I'm not a doll.
That's one thing I don't lag; yet, nobody knows me at all.

I have been accused, of sarcasm and  of taunts,
My words have been mistook, the accusation haunts!
I just mean your best, behind your back I don't crawl.
You are the same as the rest, nobody knows me at all.

You should know if I love you,hurt you?-nobody can dare,
And every word is true, you are in my every prayer.
I am just your well-wisher,but your disbelief-leaves me in a brawl.
Like a pull to the gun's trigger, nobody knows me at all.

Broken Toys

As children bring their broken toys,

With tears for us to mend;

I brought my broken dreams to God

Because he was my friend.

But then instead of leaving him in peace to work alone,

I hung around and tried to help, with ways that were my own.

At last I snatched them back and cried

"How could you be so slow?"

"My child," He said, "What could I do?

You never did let go..."
-author unknown

Habits

Habits don't just come and go,
they come, and stay, they rarely ever do leave.
When a habit becomes a habit, we may never really know,
Or so I think, as another habit weaves.

Habits don't die, they live with us,
Of course, they may go on a never ending sabbatical.
Who knows when a habit breaks, no one ever does.
Keeping a track seems fit, but impractical.

Habits don't just have to be things,
People can become our habits too,
What one does, says, hears or thinks,
Can be the habit for another person, or two.

People-habits are the most dangerous ones,
These sabbaticals hurt the heart the most.
The absence creates darkness, that can't by even a million suns can't be undone,
But life goes on, lifeless, like a ghost.
Whether the absence is for a month or a day,
Life is hard, breathing is strenuous and unfulfilling,
The heart at memories, does set its bay,
And each moment is hard, extremely gruelling.

These people-habits, like addictions, make us needy.
Desperate for their company, it leaves us wounded.
Our heart lies alone, bleeding.
The horrible emptiness, the feeling of being undead.

For our completion, for our healing,
We need those people, for our happiness, up close,
Cause only they can undo the fiery heart ache feelings,
Cause only they are our drug's last dose.

Still Life

Scenes go rushing by,
People scurry away like ants;
Even before it settles infront of my eye,
The moment has passed, right out of my hand.

Snap! It changes-the scene again.
Circumstances, situations, people-none the same.
Sometimes change can be sch a pain!
Popularity-then loneliness, and a sudden lack of fame.

Life was running out, like sand from my fingers,
Everything was havoc, inanimate motion.
Somewhere, in the back of my mind, a memory would linger,
But none to stay, or clarify life's notions.

Sudden, like a gust of wind, came along another change,
And changed everything, unlike how the previous ones did,
The motion, it came to a sudden stop, strange!
But the best change it is, I'd like to admit.

A new light, a new way of looking at life;
A still life, atleast that's how it looks,
An easier living, smiling without much strife,
That's how by you, my life has been shook.

Every moment is longer, more full of life than ever,
I grasp every shade, fairy tale and fable.
Everything you do seems right, everything said clever,
I love how your presence makes my life so stable.

The tremors of change aren't all that strong now,
Life is slower, more enjoyable, full of colour.
Still life, more beautiful, more full of rainbows,
Still life, yet more exuberant and full of fervor.

Celebrations, festivals-every other day.
Fireworks stay in the sky, till I've seen every spark;
And everyday, with more trust now I pray.
Cause now, I have my guiding light, to guide me out of the dark.

Her Heart...

Her heart was racing crazy wild,
Her breaths she kept trying to mild,
Every now and then, she's sneak a look at his face;
And each time that their eyes met, she was left in a daze.

She couldn't stare at his face for more than 2 seconds at a times;
Cause after that her heart would race like caught committing a crime;
He was sitting opposite her, engrossed in his books;
And she was engrossed in his warm eyes and brilliant looks.

Constantly fearing that he might just hear,
The sound of her heart beating, loud and clear;
Through the silence of the quiet library hall,
The thought of that that made her flying heart fall.

She tried to concentrate on what she was reading,
But she was distracted by her heart's erratic beating.
He moved in his chair, her heart skipped a beat,
Was he already leaving? or worse! changing his seat?

Neither, it turned out, he just picked another book,
And she was wondering how to grab his attention,by hook or crook!
Must be some weird book he's reading, she thought with a frown,
He's been reading it since quite long, keeping it upside down!

Her brain told her to leave, to go away from him,
Her heart hold her to wait, ignoring the brain grim.
He looked up to look at something that very minute,
Her heart said he was blushing, but she didn't believe it.

She decided to leave, she gathered her belongings,
He started packing too, and she looked at him with longing.
She walked out of the hall, clutching her bag tightly,
She felt sad and lonely, even incomplete slightly.

"Hey" a deep voice boomed behind her,
Slowly she turned, and saw him standing beside her.
Her heart stopped beating, her eyes widened in surprise,
He was really there, in truth,sweet and nice!

"Hi" she managed to say, with a small, weak smile;
Then there was a silence, for a little while.
"I don't know how to say this" he said, fidgeting a little,
Her heart was thumping pretty hard, it seemed a little brittle.

"I don't mean to scare you, but I just can't seem to stop,
Thinking about you, you are in my every thought.
I know we don't really know each other that well,
But if you give me a chance, for us it would be swell!"

Her heart was still beating fast, maybe faster than light.
She couldn't believe how everything was falling in places right;
Dis he really mean what she thought he meant?
Did he really spend every minute like he said he spent?

"I can't concentrate, all I think about is you",
Looking in her eyes, he once again continued;
"Ever since I've seen you, my world's gone upside down,
And every single second, in your thoughts, further I drown."

"That explains the book", she thought to herself and smiled,
Her heart was sort of jumping, like a little child.
"Somehow every time I see you", she said,"my heart always flutters",
"And if you could walk me home, we could get to know each other",

He smiled and said,"I'd love to", and they begun to walk,
They laughed and shared, and continued their sweet talk.
Her heart found peace, as did his,and love was in the air;
And thus they found happiness, true joy, passion and care!