Sigh

Flitting between the future and present
Never had she felt so uneasy
The future blooming with her dreams
The present showcasing the harsh realities
Just like the crescent moon
She was at the initial juncture of a boon
Drawing similies and analogies
She bid her insecurities a farewell with apologies
For the full moon to reveal itself
She needed time for herself
And for her to portray her capabilities
She needed time for use her possibilities
Her father spoke just the right words
Before she bid him farewell
"We trust you"
Really? Did she need any other motivation?
And so she went on
To explore her world full of opportunities

Weary Kind

It's been almost an year
You're still as fresh as you once were
This ain't no place for the weary kind
This ain't no place to fall behind
My body still aches for your touch
My soul still craves for what we once were
It's sad that we weren't meant to be
But is it sad that we were meant to be?
For a time that only we can remember?
What can i say?
Yes, definitely
For the constant dilemma I've been in
For I didn't once know what we were
For the ifs dominated the ares
For my constant residence in retrospection
All that I can say is
Yes I'm definitely sad
For loosing something beautiful for something transient
Slowly slipping into delirium
My heart still flutters at the sound of your name
My mind still crawls its way back into our timeloop
Oh how i wish I hadn't met you at all
And now here I am
Picking up my crazy heart, moving on
Still believing in the stupidity I once believed in