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⋆⋆✮♪♫🎧♫♪✮⋆⋆   A melody echoes in twilight's embrace, majestically unfurls - a symphony of grace. The notes dance alongside the moon, As the stars twinkle, trying to keep up the pace.     Your essence lingers in every chord, My fingers strum of their own accord. The strings of my heart so true, In the song of us, I find only you.     Each verse a portrait, painted with chimes, That captures how you and I rhyme, This rhythm in which you find your place, becomes a timeless melody, in an endless space. Your voice, a beacon in the night, Guiding me through the darkest plight, In tones so loud, you're the sweetest voice, A song of comfort, I hear and rejoice. So let the notes endlessly flow, In the cadence of love, let us grow, For in this song, forever entwined, You and I, a melody divine.   Such goes our tale, our music is the price, To my ears, only your voice feels nice.  ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ

No introduction or conclusion for this poem. Just read and let me know your thoughts... A life full of yearning, we have lived, Me, my lady and this house of ours. Craving the laughs and the sweet cries, of a little soul that could bless the hours. And that day of immense pleasure came, when the gods bestowed upon us, our wish. With a baby on the way, and smiles on our faces, Each day of longing was a day of bliss. This tiny soul was unknown to me, Yet, I dreamt, and it would lighten me up. I felt a bond so unwavering and strong, I couldn't wait to see it all grown-up. Our happiness grew with the baby bump, Bought dangling mobiles to hang over the crib. Tiny baby shoes and clothes of all kinds, Nappies and a bottle of milk to sip. The day of birth, I could barely contain, My great anxiety and excitement. I could hear the screams, the panting breaths, As I waited for the cries of our infant. The moaning stopped but the cry never came, Fearing the worst, I ran to the room. There she ...

I know it won't be acknowledged, My petty yet pretty love for you. And as much as it hurts to write this down, I'll be damned, if all this isn't true. Somewhere, out there, beyond my reach, I know you still wander around. So, I look for places that you'd fit in, And listen for that familiar sound. Uneasiness grows, fear fills me, Countless questions make my heart sink. My whole body seems paralyzed, It fills my mind; I can't even think. Do you have a photo of me, with you in it or rather "US" in it? Was I worthy of your camera's flash? and those thoughts that made our smiles lit. Have I done you so wrong that you refuse, to even look in my direction? Was it so hard to put me down, with a little more of your affection? Never did you kiss me, at least miss me, So, my wishful thinking keeps me sane. I wasn't the one for your drunk texts, I was painting our smiles on your windowpane. I didn't hide, I'm still here, And I didn't hide even bac...

SOMEONE WHO HAS A PAST IS NOT ALWAYS ABLE TO GIVE IT THEIR ALL TO OTHERS EVEN WHEN THEY KNOW THAT BOTH OF THEM ARE TRYING THEIR BEST... IT'S HARD TO PUT UP A BRAVE FACE AND EMBRACE YOUR VULNERABILITIES IN FRONT OF SOMEONE YOU LOVE...     Too many clouds in the sky, hiding the warmth, obscuring the sun. A silhouette holds my hand firmly, And pulls me into flower beds that burn. Her laughter echoes throughout the valley, A few rays seep and illuminate her eyes. They're glistening with brightness like those of stars, And for a moment, I forget all my lies. "I love it when you smile so much" "I love to see you cheerful" - she says. So, I believe her and deceive myself, that I have left behind my past days. My eyes swell up and start to gush, hearing those words, heavy downpour begins. Her innocent love, she shares with me, And wipes my eyes with her bare skin. My mouth is stuck, words won't come out, while I look into those eyes full of love. Hastily, I tell...

PEOPLE LEAVE... THAT'S WHAT THEY DO IF THEY DON'T FIND THE COMFORT IN YOU. WHAT THEY SEEK REMAINS UNFULFILLED. NOT BECAUSE THEY CAN'T FIND WHAT THEY LACK, BUT THEY CAN'T APPRECIATE WHAT THEY HAVE. PEOPLE LEAVE... AND THAT'S THE WAY OF LIFE. It all began, when you slid into my life that day. A whole bunch of thoughts but a few words to say. I tried so miserably to cast your thoughts aside, And all my feelings, I suppressed them with might. But a heart's long gone is a worthless case, It wanders in the direction of your gaze. Fooling itself with the fantasies, Calming down when your smile, it sees. So far away, uncountable miles, I can't go there in a thousand lives. To the place where my dreams come true, To the place where my dream is you. So much to listen to, all this sound, You speak as if there is no one around. And if I tell you this, I wonder what you'll do? Your voice is so silent, I can't hear you. Some mishaps happened and I pushed you away...

आहटें हज़ारों हैं मन में, दिल में शोर होना बाकी है। सीधी राहें चल रहा हूं सफ़र में, जिंदगी में मोड़ आना बाकी है। चाहता हूं उड़ना पतंगों की तरह, बस अब डोर मिलना बाकी है। पकड़ कर जो खड़ा रहे हमेशा, वो छोर मिलना बाकी है। कर सकता हूं बहुत कुछ, बस वो ज़ोर मिलना बाकी है। और निकालना अंदर से वो आलस का चोर बाकी है। हर बारिश के मौसम को उस मोर से मिलना बाकी है। और उन बूंदों में कुछ यादें अभी छोड़ आना बाकी है।   

THE RELATION BETWEEN THE MOON & THE SUN IS QUITE A COMPLICATED ONE AND HAS BEEN A SUBJECT OF DISCUSSION WITHIN LITERATURE FOR A LONG TIME. IS IT LOVE -  AS BOTH FOLLOW EACH OTHER, OR IS IT HATE - AS ONE COMES OUT AFTER THE OTHER'S GONE. HERE I HAVE WRITTEN A SIMILAR POEM ON THIS RELATIONSHIP... I am the moon, my sun you are, you light me up in mysterious ways. And even when I dwell in the darkness of the night, I still wait for you to come and light up my days. We chase each other perpetually, And exist only at dawn and twilight. We love each other so dearly, I long for the day as you yearn for night. I fade away each day slowly, blurry and dark till I am reborn anew. I go through stages of emptiness, To be whole again for you. If that's not love, I don't know what is, If we aren't meant  to be, I can't fathom who is. This little something that we have, is more enchanting than an exquisite eclipse.