Fight

Tired of all the goodness in her,
she decided to act bad,
she decided to pick up fights till everything ended in a blur,
Just wanted to see who dares to stay but no one did she was glad,

A burden of wasting away a life,
Living among the fire and a spark refused to ignite,
This time she will burn it all down,
Queens don't quit easy, too much she staked for this crown.

Aishwarya

YOU

We will always be in different time zones,
Incapable of loving and dying again,
Like surrounded by stars but moon is still alone,
You are alive in those last arguments and complaints,

You blame I didn't understand,
But love that's why I left without asking you to explain,
These cold nights when we both live in the same city and still afraid to extend hands;
I wonder what held us this long because there was nothing except unsure love and empty minds.

aishwarya

An answer for every clue,

For all the bright mornings and days blue,

A new person enters from every door,

To take away the pain and memories sore.

aishwarya...

At the end everyone is same,
Sorrow and greed is all they blame,
As the night gets colder and alone,
She writes another saga of how each day a part of her heart is gone.

aishwarya

Missing what she used to be;
Missing the people she had,
For every day she sleeps at three,
Love for this place is what keeps her going when everything is empty and feels bad.

Roaming around in a crowd doesn't make you a part of it. Generally people talk a lot. Silence is scary. Loneliness haunts. 
Maybe we are just good at pretending. We want to be surrounded with people every time . In one of these nights when I am sitting silent and alone I ponder over how solitude can be a real bliss or an escape from a unknown space settling inside my heart somewhere.
#delhithings