When will I get the answers?

When will I write him a poem?
When will I bake him a cake?
When will our emotions run in tandem?
When will I start smiling again?
When will his arms become my heaven?
When will "I'm ready" begin?
When will I find "that" Someone?
When will everything "fall in place"?
When will I start to believe in Love?
When will I have my share of happy days?
And what if I meet that "someone" this winter?
Will I fall just as hard and happily again?
And what if I find out my feelings r not completely over?
What am I supposed to then?
Maybe I am being too cynical right now!
But when is this cynicism supposed to end?
Maybe my Mr Right is somewhere around the corner..
But what if I remain too hurt to entertain?

Anything's better than a U-turn!

Dishonest people, a confused bitter year and murdered hope,
Like everyone walks in your room to lock you out the door.


So, he came in like a happy delightful environment make-over,
Like a b'ful snowy winter after terrible Indian summer,
He wore a white V-neck tee and a black pullover,
Black basket-ball shorts, maybe shoes or maybe slippers,
He walked me to his car, alas! Didn't open the door,
But I gave him extra marks for the basketball shorts he wore!


Just something about the boyish charm he possesses,
And how irresistible fine, he dresses,
How he walked me to the Grocery store,
To gemme a bottle of water and asked if I wanted something more,
And he paid as I stood next to him, brushing against his clothes,
And then we set off on the early morning empty roads.


I looked at him 4 an extra minute to figure out what's so attractive..
Is it the white tee or the drinks I had been having,
Not a second extra to let him catch me looking at him,
Not a second less to notice how perfectly torso-hugging his Tee is.


His hand rubbed against my legs as he changed the gears while he drove,
Just so it doesn't repeat, he functioned the gear-stand from below,
Obviously, I don't remember everything about the night,
Even then, reminiscing about it makes me smile,
How he drove slow and we never ran out of road,
How he didn't mention he has to go home,
And just something so fresh and nice about him,
Decent- yes! But I will not be hoping.

Unrequited Love..

I try forgiving but I just can’t forget..

the dust of the past doesn’t seem to rest..

Sometimes we just can’t learn from our mistakes

Sometimes all one thinks about is the one that got away.

And I know you waited for something better but there came no change,

And the light of hope in the tunnel turned out to be the head lights of a train.

You turned out to be the sweetest guy but it was too fictional for me to take,

How can we work this out, with my heart full of ice, and yours full of pain.

Every time you get me flowers, I never care to take them along,

I leave them in the lane or I drop them on the road,

Does not mean I don’t appreciate them ..

But I just cant put myself in trouble at home.

You love me and you show it, but I never take your phone,

I try everytime to like you but I am so better off alone.

Its not my fault though, I am just not the one you should have found,

I know I agreed to be your girlfriend twice, and then I turned you down,

I have lost all butterflies to wanna kiss anybody anymore unless I’m 4 beers down,

You sweet-talk to me all evening, at night you ask me out on your knees,

You tell me that you miss me and you have to ask me to repeat,

You look into my eyes romantically, but so much cheesiness scares me.