A Mute Song of Happiness

In the suburbs of the heart,

Away from the graveyard of the past,

I walk through the memory lane,

Reaching to a place,

Where I can rest and gaze in the future,

Unfolding it in front of my eyes,

Moment to moment,

I become an audience to myself,

A spectator to my life,

Like an unfinished dream,

Crude and jarring,

Deep and calm,

Enigmatic and misunderstood,

Like a mute song of happiness.

Optimistic!

Talking to my heart,

I was lost with words,

Happiness filled the air,

Sorrows disappeared,

I am pleasantly optimistic about tomorrow,

Like a child waiting to open his presents,

Excited,

I await anxiously.....

Déjà VU

Moving in the fast lane,

I realized for a moment,

I was moving alone,

In a direction unknown,

To an undecided destination,

Moving away from now to then,

Passing by sorrows and happiness,

I saw a reflection of myself in the stillness of the journey,

Envious of my own self,

Jealous of my shadow,

I tried to ditch myself,

With a few thoughts of a desire,

In the lust to fulfil my ambitions,

I decided to leave behind,

Everything that is keeping me still and afloat,

Sinking in my desire,

I realized,

I am drowning alone.

Whisper

Dreams of today and dreams of tomorrow,
Came together to make me happy for a few smiles and a few sorrows,
If I close my eyes for a sight, I can look at your smile,
Feels like borrowed happiness,
Amazing to hear,
Pleasure to bear,
Just a small wish,
Just a whisper in my ear,
All that you hear is a lie,
I am yours,
I am here...