Is it enough?

It is not enough when you like each other, but how you blend & become one.

How you get to know each other in & out, your likes & dislikes known, your dark side is their entertainment & their sweetness is annoying.

How little things remind you of them and you want to protect them from even harmful words.

When you are you and he/she is he/she, -  transparent where the past lies where it needs to, flaws are accepted, love is brought to the limelight and above all how they treat you in private & in front of the world marks no difference & how you feel with them…

now, is everything still enough?

He told me

He told me he is weak inside,
Fragile as a butterfly wing;
He told me he is numb outside,
Thick-skinned so he believes only in flings.
He told me he's been hurt too many times,
And made his ego his pride.
He told me he will heal himself for years to come,
Be his own guide.
He staged a beautiful aura to the world,
Died within with every word;
He was applauded at every step,
His wounds healed at all depths;
But he had become an actor of life...
A slave of his own pride!
He met a woman,
Just like him...
Aching, detached, self - centred, show biz addict,
They fooled the world together,
But she fell and hit the clear...
"Do you love me?", she asked
He took off his mask.
She ran as if she had seen an ugly - damaged, bleeding and angry wolf.
He wouldn't stop personifying...
I lit a scented candle with a smile,
Saying goodbye to all his lies.

- by yours truly
Tripti K Jagasia

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Pata Nahi

Doobte hain abb aankhon mein, jaise kabhi sharab ki latt mein doobte the,

Khoy huve hain rangeen yaadon mein aapka gulistan samajke...

Pehele pyaar ki kami nahi thi, aur sharab ki jaga nahi... 

Abb pyaar mumkin nahi, aur sharab...sharab khatam nahi hoti....

Pyaar jo samajha nahi woh khush kismat hain. 

Samaj gaye toh jaal hai, 

Aadat nahi pyaas hai, zarrurat nahi - rakht hai...Jaal hai...jaal hai

Kitna waqt lagega hum jaante nahi…

Kitne saal guzargaye woh dekhte nahi, 

Yaad humko hai unko nahi, 

Intezaar kare ya na karein yeh pata nahi.

*please pardon my mistakes, no body is perfect*

Kaise kahun ki kitna chahti hun tumhe

Kaise kahun ki kitna chahti hun tumhe…
Pyaar jitna shayad nahi,
Ishq jitna gehra nahi,
Mohobbat jitna pagal nahi,
Lekin Pasand karti hun tumhe…

Kaise kahun ki tum itne zaroori nahi,
Magar choti si baat par yaad aate ho,
Kuch sunti hun toh tumhe bhi sunana chahti hun,
Kuch dekhti hun toh dobaara tumhare sath dekhna chahti hun,
Kuch karti hun toh sochti hun tumhe kaisa lagega,
Tasveer leker tumhe Dena chahti hun…

Kaise kahun ki tumhe Roz Milne ki zidd nahi hai…
Tumhe yaad karna, tumhari kami mehsoos karna bhi achha lagtaa hai,
Tumhare sath baatein, kahaniyan, dard aur khushiya baatne ke intezaar mein mazaa aata hai…

Kaise kahun ki tumhara dhyaan kharidna chahti hun…
Taufon se nahi, paison se nahi, nashe se nahi, koi aur banke nahi,
Par tumhare sath waqt bitakar,
Tumhe tum rehne Dena,
Tumse Pyaar ki ummeed na rakh kar….
Tumhe mere sath zabareasti nah hone ke liye kharidna chahti hun…

Kaise kahun ki kitna chahti hun tumhe...

- Tripti K J

Settle

Surrounded by sinful temptations,
Fairy tale dreams,
High hopes and
Temporary beliefs,
We try to settle.

Between what we want and what we need,
Between what we have and what we dream.
Like butterflies we seek to fall in love with the ultimate flower,
But reality strikes and it is such a show downer...

The best and the worst thing the world today has offered is easy access to OPTIONS
Options for Food
Options for Clothes
Options for Stores
Options for Jobs
Options for Options
Options for People
Options for Emotions
Options for Relationships
Options for Life
Options for Love.

But we yet have no access to providing options for the way people can think.

For Now

"What is Love?
Love is the absence of judgement."

And I, have a lot of love in me to give and share.

And if I can't Love you,
I will have to leave you.

Nobody wants anyone who doesn't want them.

I want to be needed and loved forever.
But, forever, a bit far away.

So tell me about, NOW.

Tell me if you want to be loved.
Tell me if you need to be loved.
And tell me, it is me that you NEED.

For now,
forever can wait.

I want to be

I Want to be...
A good child. 
Yet, troubling mild.

To treat my parents the way they mean to me...
They mean the universe to me;
They are my creators, they mean 'God' to me.

I want to be a Lover… 
with no Fear, no Expectations, 
Just love, with Pain and Passion. 

To be wild for him and only him, 
to be his healer, his drug, to be his hand in hand. 
To sing for him and dance for him, 
to cook even, to seduce him. 

And give the whole of me to the one who wants the whole of me...

I want to be a Traveler, but not alone. 
Travel with anyone and everyone who wants to explore.
Whether near or far, A country or just a farm. 
No negativity, just Experience, Wander, Love, Share in galore.

I want to listen to songs of the world;
Of languages unknown, Cultures and State of minds untold...

A never ending episode of Life…
I want to be Loved and be myself, simple.

What do you want to be?