In search of Me

Through deep dives off darkness
Long walks into the light,
Lonely evenings of tumulation
You held my arms,
My head buried in your insight
Showed me the brighter side.
My every laugh, anger and ache
You met with the same love.


Your changing moods
Showed the spectrum of life
The Healing touch of love
To an ear that would listen to all my rage.
You were what let me be .. Me.

I remember our first meeting
One glance was all it took
For the trance to begin
You filled me with hope,
Imagination and a fervour to be better.
I was not the first to be seduced
Yet to me you seemed different.

You showed me reason for good,
not for comparisons or worldly acceptance
for inner tranquility, that took me in the search of me.
Actions brave enough that changed not history
nor shaped the future but those
that spoke to the soul and they did the rest.
You showed what it was to, be.

I can still feel the linger of your intoxicating scent,
As i held you in my arms ,
your cascading tone took me into your world,
In your depths i saw brightness of the sky
felt the sweet summer breeze kissing my face
and learnt what it is meant to truly believe.

As it comes to an end,
With each turning page,
that fades before my eyes
I yearn for more of you,
There was so much more to be told,
to be imagined, to be realised.

With you last words grasped,
I fold you in my arms,
every word that I had written
Every word that I had read
Just ran through my head
As i put you away on the shelf,
I realise one thing
You were... Me...

A.S.A


Dedicate this to every reader, aspirational writer, dreamer and believer.

Movie'drama

You know its not a day at the movies

when the 2 hour wait does not tell you what its all about

Where the bad guy does not have a mole

the cutest chick is not for you

your friend does not take that bullet

Where a "hello" just doesnt do it..

there is no signal to call for help

Where tights are laughed at

There is no slow motion when the bus hits you

You dont end up with the bags of money

There is no saving the day

where a line does not divide good from the bad

There is no plan to make things work

no cameo that saves everything

no divine light that brings you from death

where there are no dreams

your in a constant limbo

thats when you know your in.....