The rays of the days!

There are days when I don't feel like getting out of bed in the morning, when I don't want to talk to anyone, when there is a thought which keeps on creating chaos in my mind but on the outside I behave like the most sorted being on the planet, when I want to take my frustration out on someone but can't because some where down and deep I still have a soft corner for them no matter how mean they have been to me.

And then there are days when I feel like getting up and celebrating the beauty of the nature around, every tiny detail, the shades of the flowers, the transitions of the sky, the quarrels of the squirrels, the loyalty of the dog, the innocence of a child,  the heart pounding songs, the depth of the words, the brilliance of the writers, the kindness of my creator, the festival called life.

And I know that all of you feel the same. 

I understand, and I want you to understand, there will be things that will take your heart out but there will be things that will put it back too.

And I want to tell you that don't die for the love of the things that get on your nerves and don't die for the love of the people who won't die for you but live for those that get on your heart and stick so hard that all you can do is be the happiest version of you.

-Pranjal Sharma

May be...

As I see him in the cafe across the street after 8 long months and he waves at me... I stand still for a moment as nothing is the same now.

The last time I felt his warmth was 8 months ago and after that we parted our ways or to be honest...it was the other way round.

For the first few days, things seemed fine but then my hopeless heart started wandering in the search of the comfort his arms endowed upon me and ever since I've been craving to meet him but today as he walks towards me,I don't have anything to say.

All the chaotic questions have suddenly turned so silent today.

I don't know what to do except to look at his ever mesmerising face and smile as he looks at me.

"So do you still like strong coffee with no sugar?",he chuckles 

All I can do is nod and smile.

And as he drops me near the college gate and hugs me with his fingers running through my hair,all I can do is stand stumped because my heart which has been craving for this to happen doesn't know how to handle of all it now.

May be it has always been this way with me, I want everything in the world and when I get it, I don't know what to do with it and so I drive it away and then spend the rest of my life in melancholy.

May be it'll always be this way,I'll never be able to get out of this cage I've been building around myself and may be he will always be my favourite daydream.

May be.

-Pranjal Sharma

Screams!

The makeup hid the bruises over her face,

The noises hid her deafening screams,

The hijaab hid the bloodcurdling violence,

Somehow her eyes made an attempt to speak....

The society was blind this time!

-Pranjal Sharma

Violence!

On her marriage day....in-laws gifted her a vanity box!

After 7 months of marriage...the box is still unopened but the colour of her cheeks transforms to deeper shades of RED everyday!

-Pranjal Sharma

Reflections!

She sat alone with thoughts mocking her mind,

Finding reasons for her absurdly differing kinds,

At the end of the day she found a golden route,

Our reflections change and so do our truths.

-Pranjal Sharma.

Longings!

There are times when you don't really understand what's wrong with you!

You know they are not into you anymore,they don't feel the same for you,so then what is it? 

That keeps killing you.

You try your best to stay away from them, keep distance,limit feelings,so then what is it? 

That keeps you buckled to them! 

You think you don't know it so let me tell you that you do!

Very well! 

It's HOPE! 

Somewhere or the other,in the deepest core of your being, a ray of hope still believes that you can get back and suffer the purgatory of being together!

And somewhere even deeper you know that this is never going to happen!

Even I've never ever been able to understand this thing about human behaviour! 

We know what is good for us and what is not! 

Even while indulging into the worst of the things,we know it's going to stab us some or the other day but we still continue!

We fall in love with words more than action and that will be the end of all the sincere souls out there because fairytales don't exist! 

You have to create your story and as long as you keep on longing for your lost love,you'll never be able to flush those memories down the lane and make room for radiant ideas which are actually the reason behind all this mystery!

So I know one thing for sure that you have to let it go! No matter how much it kills you,just breathe and let go!

Because holding on will do nothing but destroy you and a pious soul like you deserves to be loved!

So keep breathing and let go off everything and know that YOU ARE INFINITE!😊

-Pranjal Sharma

FRIENDS :)

He forgot to scan the loops and match the DNA trends ,

So brought them closer and called them FRIENDS !

-Pranjal Sharma

Destiny:)

Maybe we should believe in destiny and the meant to be stuff!

People who are supposed to be in your life, will come back again if they're actually meant to be in your life, and those who are not destined to be with you will leave eventually even though you try your best to hold them in your life, rather it'll be a painful experience as they will not give you the love you deserve and thus you'll end upset.

Believing in the meant to be stuff will atleast give you the strength to move ahead in life, rather than settling for the treatment you don't deserve. 

-Priya Bharti.

Mask!

Garbed in the most astounding aura he synchronised my chaos,

Left me absurdly puzzled in awe of his selfless gust.

It took me years to understand that this 

too was his way of expressing love!

-Pranjal Sharma.

A silent confession!

Tired of the chaos she finally confessed "You say I'm an emotional drama junkie,may be you're right but that's not because I like attention but because I don't want you to leave.

No one has ever been so close to me.

My ardent love for you makes me do so.

I fight for silly reasons and I cry after every possible situation but that's not because I'm too delicate with my heart...but because it gets me your love. I know love is not demanded and it can't be taken,it has to be given,but my love...what am I supposed to do when I cant get you out of my mind for even the smallest fraction of a second.You say there's no such thing as true love but let me tell you that there is true love,greater than you and me,the sky and the moon ,anything and everything. It leaves you lying in the peril of breaking down but you still find relief in that aching agony because you know that you are going to get shattered anyway.

I know you are fed up of the purgatory my company renders upon you but just stay. I've cried a million tears but for now you're the only one holding me together so don't let me breakdown because I'm going to shackle down someday or the other and I don't want it now,not today,not because of you,not here.

May be after years when I'm married to someone else and I see you across the street still with the same poignant personality, I'll smile and the soul beneath my soul will thank you for being the slow poison but still the most soothing herb to my soul. So just be."

While he stood stumped. Because he had never thought of this before.

And for reasons unexplained ,she never cried again.

Not because he inched closer to her woe but because all she wanted was to relieve the pain of being so delicate and after ages she was happy and she took everything she wanted....with a smile! :)

-Pranjal Sharma.

Enlightenment!

She loved him,

Not for the way he took her to a radiant  world (although he did),

But for the way he meticulously  beckoned her agony to sleep and enlightened her mind  only like a splendid soul could.

-Pranjal Sharma.

Woe.

She sits on the chair;

At 23, rocking her child to sleep,

At 63, rocking her loneliness to sleep.

-Pranjal Sharma.

Frozen :)

For her, he was just another guy;

For him, she was a Galaxy in herself.

She had no intentions of spending her life with him;

He had no intentions other than waking up with her every morning.

She was firm.....so was he!

The depth of the love he felt for her knew no bounds!

He waited...for years...and in the end she had to melt !

And today...he wakes up before her...just to fulfil his intentions...to see her face...with no make up, yet so beautiful !

Some people are worth melting for :)

-Pranjal Sharma.

A disguised mishap!

Through my veins down deep run your empty streets,

Reminding me of the impurities I misjudged as treats.

Through my arteries even deeper runs your fake love,

Still deluding my mind like the swan disguised as the dove!

-Pranjal Sharma.

Karma!

She kept calm,

He thought she dint notice,

'Karma' she'd been believing in,

Some things are best left unsaid!

-Pranjal Sharma.

An unbounded bond!

She was the most beautiful girl in the town.

They loved her for her mesmerising face,

He adored her for her gorgeous soul.

Years passed and she's not the same now,

They don't find her attractive anymore,

But the lines marked by time couldn't lessen his affection for her.

Daddy still loves his princess the same!

-Pranjal Sharma.

The Unheard Voice!

'Nerd' 

They teased

All her life.

'Fools'

Her books replied

In unheard voice.

-Pranjal Sharma.

An Unsaid story!

He wiped her tears and asked her to stay strong....

She was in a dilemma the whole time...

For she knew it could be the last time her eyes captured his sight!

His voice echoed 'I love you!' as he disappeared!

She looked at the ground and whispered...now it's your turn to look after him!

Both the Mothers felt proud of their Soldier son!

-Pranjal Sharma.

Don't Spare The Rare!

Living a life without any grieves,

Just like trees blooming with leaves.

Greeting everyday with a cheerful smile,

Little did I know it would be hindered in a while.

One dark night falling to the ground,

With no sound...shaking round and round.

Hard to escape when in outer space,

How life will be?Are things not with me?

And tears came streaming down my  face,

Leave me alone or help me escape.

Roaming around every single lane,

Please help me out..please cure my pain.

Then came the doctor and threw me a rope,

And I held it as the only hope .

Fear pervaded my mind to the core,

Thinking what would he do to me more.

But he cured my pains and rendered me clean,

The taste was horrible but that's how it's been.

I am happy that this phase is finally gone,

I feel relieved and newly born!

From the darker side to a brighter one,

We saw the rush ,the ruthless run.

Emerging from the shadows of moving pain,

Let's promise that we won't feel it again.

I plead to the world to consider our cry,

Don't neglect us,let's give it a try.

Keep it safe and play it fair,

And let's just not spare the rare!

-Pranjal Sharma

Daughters!

You married her with all your heart,

You promised her that you'll never tear apart ,

Holding her hands with all your love,

You ensured her that you'll never let go.

After your first time she was totally confused  ,

She turned to share her feelings but you refused,

You wandered in your dreams and she wandered over your face,

Even your snores sounded to her like a jingling lace.

Deeply in love you gave her a hope,

As a result she expected a rope,

Right in her womb she could feel a muse,

Gathering her feelings she told you the news .

You jumped out of happiness and cried of joy,

She told you slowly it's not a baby boy,

Your expressions scared the hell out of her,

You told her that you don't want a daughter.

You asked her to get that shit out of her,

She couldn't understand as she was a mother,

Ruining her dreams you killed the baby,

Along with the child you killed a mother may be.

Where did all your love go now?

The promises you made,the dreams she saw!

She was shackled and her heart questioned her insight ,

Is this the guy you loved with all your might?

She lived with you and proved a good wife,

But a mother kept on cutting her like a knife,

Troubled by the mess she ended her thread,

And wrote you a beautiful message which read-

I loved you with all my soul but you loved only your life!

You killed not only my baby but also your wife.

A son is a son till he gets his wife ,

A daughter is a daughter till the end of life! 

-Pranjal Sharma