Some people do not come in your life
To become a part, a member of your tribe
Nor are there to make you learn to survive.
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Mane
I can see that it’s not a big deal
But the small details sometimes overwhelm me.
I can shrug it off but it won’t be permanent.
Some nervousness comes attached with excitement.
Mourn
Isn’t it weird to mourn the distance from people still alive,
Feeling hurt but grinning when the ones who stay the nearest
Call you weird and rude when you speak and don’t understand your strife,
Putting bars over the expression of your feelings, saying everyone’s trying their best?
Less Hearty
I have stopped taking things too seriously in life. What is meant to happen will happen anyway. It will pain a lot to fulfill my spiritual duties along with living the human life but that is how it is supposed to be like.
Complex
Stop trying to understand me like a theorem.
Stop making me feel inferior, like I am too complex.
Keep your thoughts and ideas about me to yourself.
You will only waste my time trying to express.
Everything
When I’ll become somebody
From being nobody,
You will still be my all,
The one who never let me fall.
Exasperating
Stay away from people who inject
Fear, doubt and confusion in your head,
Who make you cross-check
Every decision that you take.
Diegesis
Many of us are just trying to walk our paths.
We don’t wish to disturb and invite the wrath
Of someone else by shoving our thoughts
On how should they drive through their plots.
Revive
I am grateful for my eyes
For they became the device
Through which I saw your face clearly
In my early days of puberty.
Unspoken Conversation
I have a deep desire that we converse
But we don’t, so I ask the universe
To send songs, if not a specific verse
To convey to me your unsaid words.