What's The Point Of It All?

*A Lie*

A lie

That's how all of it started

A lie that you told yourself

With such conviction,

Even I believed it

A wound

I was trying to forget

Was opened all over again

You said that you're the balm,

And also the healer.

But only succeeded

In making it wider

But a day came,

Your delusion shattered.

You realised, you're not the hero

You believed yourself to be.

I do not know,

If you noticed or not

When my lips smiled

And said, 'Don't sweat it.'

My eyes were struggling

To hide the grief.

Once there was a home

On the now empty ground

The memories abandoned

Scream in a language

Nobody can hear

A ghost in it's own land

Loses the right to be heard

Once there was a heart

Where now exists a void

And nobody noticed

As it sucked the warmth

From that beautiful smile

Stole the shine

From those bright soulful eyes

Nobody noticed

As the world became stranger

And humanity slowly died

To you,

I was your shadow

Always following you

In stormy nights

In grainy lights

Even in your darkest hours

When you were too immersed

In your own darkness to see me.

I was your air

Essence of your life

But unnoticed

Until the day I left

And you realised

What suffocation is.

I was your sun

You frowned

Whenever you looked at me

Hid yourself

In my presence

But you didn't realise

Without me

No dawn is coming.

The path is now lost.

And all of us wanderers have nowhere to go.

Dark magnetic beady eyes

With one gaze, they cage your soul

Cunning smile and a youthful face

Beautiful like the silver moon

She'd look back haughtily

Unduly proud of her beauty

“The moon has scars.”

She'd say, “While I have none.”

I wonder what she thinks now that I've left her scarred with my love.

Do you really love me?

When the mischief, that you fell in love with, evanesces from my smile,

would you still be able to love me?

When the buoyancy, that you find refreshing, vanishes from my eyes,

would you still be able to love me?

When my beauty, that captivates your eyes, fades with time,

would you still be able to love me?

When my face, that you say reflects my heart, stops Conveying emotions,

would you still be able to love me?

When the sanity, that holds me together, leaves me scattered around,

would you pick up the pieces for me?

When the darkness, that I fight to keep at bay, consumes me one day,

would you still be able to see me?

When I stand before you, lost somewhere in my mind,

would you still be able to find me?

When the baggage that I carry, slows you down in life,

would you stay back just for me?

If you're going to leave me one of those days,

then, do you really love me?

Reminiscence

Do you remember...

When you stopped looking at the universe,

With your youthful curiosity and childlike wonder.

When you started repressing your emotions,

And your heart became heavy with burdens.

The day you stopped counting the stars

And you realised even the moon has scars

When you stopped holding people's hands

Figured out every smiling face isn't your friend.

When you started building these walls around you,

So strong, that nothing can ever seep through.

When you discovered the crowd isn't the place you belong,

You crave the moments where you find yourself alone.

Even when you hate the hovering loneliness.

You condone it as a price of the silence.

Do you remember....

The day you grew up?

Do you remember....

The last time you smiled without any care,

The last time you opened your heart to someone,

The last time you let the dreams cloud your vision,

The last time you felt restless from excitements,

The last time you held your love on open palms,

The last time you felt the rush of life in your veins

Do you remember...

The day you stopped living?

You showed me the sky

You showed me the stars

You showed me the boundless universe

And it's endless possibilities

You told me there is a world

Beyond everything I've known

Tales of wonder

And lands of dreams..

And when I gathered my wings

Ready to take the flight

You told me, you don't want me to fly?

You remember that day, I saw you in the park?

You were sitting on a swing with a little girl on your lap. A goofy smile was plastered on your face, so real that it burned my heart. I know, you sensed me watching you as you abruptly looked my way.

And I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I looked away before you caught my eyes. I'm sorry that for a little while, it dimmed your charming smile.

The truth is that I'm jealous. Jealous of the way you embrace life, when I feel so burdened by it. Jealous of how brave you must be, to be able to smile in a world like this. You seem to have mastered the art of living while I'm still figuring out its meaning.