First of our days

Behind my hand was another hand
Behind my head, another head
Promises were filling our hands
We committed as we nodded our heads


Third from right of my left is unempty
It turned blue ink of my viens to red
I am sure this is what completes me
I know this is why I am new again


This smile is made of million blessings
And a happiness that could touch souls
Any day a heart can have million feelings
This day one good feeling had every soul


Polite hands touched to protect from evil
Shaded with light that came from ancestors
All good wishes meant to chase the devil
And in our mind we all said our prayers


Your idea of bliss might be of having money
I looked at mine close enough just yesterday
Your ingredient for sweetness might be honey
I tasted mine good enough just yesterday

Loveology

Imagine love that turns out
Like a rainbow after downpour
When it is like a sudden exit
while driving crazy on streets
Like a fire that you can't fight
Begins with a spark in the eyes
Ends up burning top of all heights

Imagine love that turns up
as friend when you've given up
When life seems without any hope
as saviour it hugs if you drop
While loosing every bet on table
It double crosses your wicked fate
Even odd cards let you win the game


Imagine if love turns around
your feet, breath and world
And when you think this is it
It sweeps you right off your feet
Before your mind figures it out
Your voice runs out of sound
A missing heart, never to be found

Mistake of anger

Red and Yellow against the even gray
Cloudy, this time of year, and I gaze
I am late for another morning meeting
My reminder not gone off - I kept gazing

"Not even one of thirty nights I've slept"
"I am awaken by the emptiness that I possess"
I turn and twist, leave my bed and my sheets
Walk up to the door and then up to the streets

In the water,the face was closed as a safety vault
"things locked in safety vaults are precious"
But I observe, they didn't care to feel it
If they did, they didn't care to have it

I start walking; my feet are cold and my heart colder
Leaves and twigs are frozen and also dead flowers
I remember walking with so many, whoever came my way
Few have stayed back. To be honest, no one stayed

For a long time now, I have been walking in circles
And I regret the times when I have made mistake of anger
The mistake somehow bred down to mistake of fight
So I regret the times when I could've just apologized