Burning Life

Sitting alone with my abandoned heart,
Thinking about from where to start,
Was it the words or the touch,
Which made me fall for her so much,

Where is the love that was once there,
I thought you wanted to play fair,
When did our ways diverge apart,
Why could we not learn the art,

Time slipping away through the hour glass,
The memomries shared, dont seem to surpass,
Wheres the future which we had forseen,
Why couldnt we just wipe the slate clean

Gathering the pieces of shattered soul,
My lifes turned darker than kohl,
The agony of your total absence,
The numbness wiping all my sense,

Why does it have to be so hard,
Why have I been completely barred,
Far way from your burning life,
All I wanted was a loving wife

Why cant any one of us come clean,
Is it necessary to make it so obscene,
My heart never wanted to walk away,
Im still ready with those eight letters to say,

Neither I liked the separate way,
Had no intention to ever betray,
I know we both our filled with remorse,
3 words, 8 letters, say it & Im all yours!


By Ipshitaa & Ken

Irony of Love

Do you hear the Love bells tinkle ? Can you feel the air around you suddenly smell of fresh flowers ? Do you sense your self to be floating in air ? Can you think of nothing except your 'special' one ? Does it signal the Happy Day coming up ? Well , Valentine's Day ?

 

It's the Valentine's week going on and every body is going head over heels. Trying their best to look to their best. Buying the best of the presents to impress their lovers. And some even trying gear up the courage to walk up to 'them' to finally tell them , How they really feel about them. 

Cliqued much ? Well , that's not only what I think.

I believe Valentine's Day is a day for loosers and cowards. I say , WHY do we need a 'particular' day to tell our feelings to someone ? WHY do we need a particular day or an occassion to show how much we love them ? It's clearly a day for the Cowards who cannot just man up and go and tell the person on the day they start liking them. Valentine's Day is supposed to be celebrated with your lover together and not trying to think of impressing the person. It's just outrageous to see poeple going gaga over how to show they love their partners more than the other ! I mean , why does one really need a special 'day' to make it official ? We as human beings have the potential to make anything! With anything , I mean even DAY. Why do it on a cliqued day and not any other ordinary Day ? Why do we HAVE to show him/her that how we love them on that very day and not every single day ?

 Love is not to be found in someone else, but in ourselves; we simply awaken it. But in order to do that, we need the other person. The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with and that can only happen when you let the world go to hell and come up with your true and inner feelings , not nessesarily on the V-Day. V-Day is JUST a way for shopkeepers to earn more profit and to make your self get into your inner shell further more.

However , I m dead sure , most of my readers must be thinking that , I dont AT ALL make sense in what I am writing. But now , I m sure you would agree with me.

Beside, your Lover , who is the next person you love the most ? Yourself ? Right ?

So , how many times have you Actually thought of spending 14th February just by YOURSELF. Pampering yourself or treating your self with shopping or even just sitting near a bay window and simply appreciating what you were and what you have become? 

In the terrible rat race of life , we have forgotten, what is it like to Love yourself ! So , this Valentine's Day make a Promise to your self that , you would spend this ONE day being with yourself , being YOU and see the difference you feel about you.

Happy Valentines Day to you all! 

Love

Ipshita

xx

A Cappella of the Heart

The end is coming to a close. And as everyone knows, When they leave , they go leaving behind only the memories and the dreamers, lamenting the imminent return to real life.

It does feel pathetic when some one leaves you especially someone who meant the life and hope to you. Perhaps when they depart you are left behind with their memories. We may make new friends, start pooling with them or even start partying with them , trying to forget what has been missing from your life. But They say it's easy to forget your worries and sadness when the weather's warm. But all it takes is one fall breeze to blow reality right back in your face. 

I know it's easy said than done , that Time is the best healer. But as fast as the time passes by , the wounds dont seem to fade away so soon. It takes time for the Wounds to match the pace of the fast moving time. 

Buddha once said "It's better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles." But some soldiers just can't give up the fight. And go underground to plan the next war. But it's the true warrior who knows that wars don't end. They simply change. And there can never be peace as long as guns are still loaded and there's plenty of ammunition."

 So the first and foremost thing is that we accept our selves the way we are. Whether Heartbroken or Jolly.  Secondly , never run after revenge. Revenge is the worst pest that can trigger to eat up your innerself. And then definately , there can never be peace in your heart and mind unless , you put your weapons down. 

It's time we change some rules. It's time we change cliques. It's time we change perception. It's time we change ourselves.

And there's no way of knowing if our journey will lead us to pleasure or pain. Hence we can never predict any thing in advance how our relationships may turn out. But all we need is a little faith in us . A little faith in them. And a little faith in what's between the two.

But sometimes we let someone in, only to be left out in the cold. Yet sometimes, despite what we may want, the door just has too many locks. Because , in the end , It's our heart only which sings A cappella , solitary.

Hope you get what you want. 

Love

Ipshita

xx

The Departure

 The end is near

 I have no more strength

 To fight with my fears.

The departure is meant to happen

Its getting harder for life to imagine

When you leave , It would be

A ship sans a captain.

The days that we spent together

Couldnt be more beautiful than a peacock’s feather.

Even though We fought over small things

But in the end , you were the one who gave me wings.

The footprints that you left on my heart

Wouldn’t fade away even after you depart

I know situations will get complicated

But Goodbyes are something I have always hated.

And today when you’ll leave

The memories we created would be clearer than a sieve

But I cant bear the lonliness that would be fetched

Hence , Life cannot be sketched.

So  now its time to set your wings Free

I want to see you fly over the sea

But promise me one thing

You ll never forget me.

Ipshita

Moments Of Peace

Walking down the aisle
I wondered;
what was wrong in me
but with a faint smile 
I consoled..... she must ve 
been prettier than me....

I remembered the vow I had 
made to him
No matter what 
I ll never ever 
question him

So why do I still feel this 
way about him........
Its still one of the unsolved mysteries
Every time I hear his
phone bell rings
I always wished we
had separate destinies

Enough of pain mixed
with horrid sufferings
whereas old age is much better than these
adolescent love shufflings

And now when 
its time for me
to live in peace
instead of mending
the broken heart pieces
Somewhere somehow
some part of my heart
wants to relive those
moments of peace.....

- Ipshita 

Mickey Inception

I cant force you to love

Was the poem through we met 

Having you in my lifebook

Will save me from future regrets

Day after Day meetings

Our stories of endless adolescent love shufflings

Hillarious cornflakes jokes

And never ending facebook pokes

You changed my life to a certain direction 

And now my minnie mind

Is full with your

Incredible mickey inceptions

I love you way too much

Is what we keep fighting for 

"I love you more" " No I love you more" 

which deepens our relation further more

Are we meant to be togather?

Of that I'm dead sure

You may call us the initiative friends

But I call this the story of Barbie and Ken . 

- Ipshita

The Stranger At The CoffeeShop

The door opened swiftly

As I entered and walked

Up to the table briskly

My sights seemed to have blocked.

He gave me a sultry look

Which instantly diverted

My mind from my book.

He sipped the coffee

And looked at me

It felt like I had

Won my trophy.

It was as if we were meant

For each other

But the flirtations that we sent

Created further more Smother.

It was the conversation

Through eyes whch we had

No words No touch

It was the ending whch turned out to be sad.

Then the door opened again

And his girlfreind swayed

I thought to my self maybe he was

The only trophy I had

But i was definately the best game he played. 

-Ipshita