When Romeo & Juliet died...

(Attempt at writing from the guy's side)

Since the time we had, could be counted on our fingertips,
It always made you cry, but you would rather try to smile with your lips,

but tonight, You turned your back to me, as we sleep,

I know it’s killing you that I move out in 2 days time,

You act like you have slept; with your mouth full of sighs,

with your hand next to your face, and not mine!

I know you're awake 'cause you shake when you cry,

and the hand next to your face kept to silently wipe your tears dry,

It surprises me how emotional you are, so I'll hold you tight,

as you secretly pray to the Sun to take longer today to rise!

I know why you are hiding your tears,

as you lay here trying to turn the hands of time,

Because you feel I’ll find you weird,

To be burning hot in emotions for someone so cold inside.

I dont know what scares you so much,
You once said, you are scared that this big world will swallow me,
I think it's cause you feel that we just got here,
and it's already time for me to leave,
and then you will have to over-think who am I with,
or are you scared cause you think you will find a better me?

But, You should know,

I wont be here to hold you when you will be upset,

And the last I shall be here is tomorrow,

And this pain would rise in you, every time the Sun would set,

And you will have to deal with it alone.

Honestly, I don't know What am i supposed to do 

when tears in your eyes,

Are more than the stars in the sky,

with more melancholy in your forced smiles,

Than there were when Romeo & Juliet died...

Please Miss Your Plane

I sat here, when you were about to fly off, looking at the moon,
hearing your voice would have made me cry, so I didnt call you,
but I prayed with ALL my heart, "PLEASE MISS YOUR PLANE!!"

I never liked you with ALL my heart... and still it hurt me SO much 2 see you leave! 
How miserable liking you would have been, with all my heart had I liked thee!
And yet all last week, I prayed that you should miss your plane!


And I have dried my eyes crying just these two nights, lying here alone,
How I wish you would hold me tight saying "Come here" and crush my bones,
but how will you, when you didn't miss your plane?

Ah, what we make out of people!!
Made you something celestial, unreal, and beautiful..
and that caused me so much pain.


but what you were, was a sugar-coated hurtful song,
Stranded me on a dark, delusional road for too long,
and went ahead to board your plane.


Well, now you just messaged me from your US number
and now for another hour, I'll stay up and wonder
Why didn't you miss your plane.

Stuff She wrote...

I read a poem today, I had read it many times before,

Strangely, this time each word made sense to me, a lot lot more,

It was from a girl to a boy who had to go,

Made her feel lonely and forlorn, And I felt it was written by me…

She wrote - everything reminds her of him,

Dips in the roads, the colours he wore,

The way he drove, the few words he always spoke,

when she saw pics of people skiing in the snow,

I decided she was forcing herself to think of him,

But am I forcing myself to think of you?

Would you be here if I want you to?

I am scared of your answer, so don’t say anything,

We will die pretending you never read this, believe me.

She wrote she saw him in every person, every space,

was like being reminded of him despite his absence, every day,

I felt she wasn’t yet ready to accept that he had gone away,

But if I wanna see you, and I close my eyes, will you be there?
I am not even asking you to come all the way,

It seems so long, I'm afraid Im forgetting the features of your face,

Cause lately, you have even forgotten the way to my dreamland,

But it’s a lot easier waking up now than it was with you in them,

I know now why they call Americans - "stones",

no other country(men) would mean to them than their own,

Haah I am sure a Japanese would be a lot less cold,

In this age, only Americans have the audacity,

to steal your valuables entering your territory!!!

Anyway, and then she wrote 

she wants to lose this feeling of hoping

to see his name in every notification on her phone.

and that she feels she knows everything,

other than how to forget him in a heart's beating,
like how he had an unbiased take on everything,
how he would open doors for her first, to let her in,

And I could relate to it so perfectly,

That I felt it was written by me..

Or maybe it was written by me!

And I wanna stop writing these stupid posts,

Cause I don’t want this anymore,
I just hope it's nice for us this way,
I hope to forget you just as much as I wish you had stayed,
So, I hope you bump into a weird Indian chic one day,
and something makes you wish  -  for a change
in timezone, place and the weather,
and be here one day, in your grey sweater... =)

Grey Sweater and Collar-Shirts!

So, today I woke up to a morning without his text,

Flash back to what he laughed at, this night,
the night we met.

The night, when he was here and there was happiness in this weather,

When he wore his dark eyes and his favourite light grey sweater,

With his sense of humour and his patent collar-neck shirts,

I became too fond of his bunny laugh and now it hurts.

Maybe I will see him tonight when I go to sleep,

But it gets too lonely knowing that he isn’t here in this city,

Or not having him – to ask me out or to meet,

Need a little time to digest that he has gone,

I wont see him diss my kiss with my Red Lipstick on,

Or tell me that my dress looks good in a club,

Or to infuriate me, or to fuck my brains up.

So, God.. all that I asked from you was just this,

To let him stay here till we get sick of all of this,

But you chose to see through my requests,

And 7200 miles away, flew him in his blue jacket,

was just one person, that I asked you for,

 I am sure I would be a better God,

if given a chance over you, Or have you lost all your powers?

Now I wonder what you listen to, when you don’t even listen to prayers!

For the sake of my happiness or my faith in you,

Grant me a miracle before I forget either of you 2 :D

Running to Airport Romantic Scenes

He is about to leave Delhi in a couple of hours. How I wish, he would stay back. 
But I know God wont do that, because HE HAS BETTER PLANS FOR ME!   Huh. I am sick of listening to all this crap. 

I was fine an hour back, I don’t know what gets into me. I surprise myself by how weak and strong I get. Alright, he didn’t like me that much, so I have no reason to cry when he is moving back to his country, but he made me feel things I had not, ever, surprisingly! Like, in the movies! 
For example, We were to enter his hotel room as we had been partying all night, It was around 3am, and the Hotel staff refused to let me in as it was after Visiting Hours and I was not carrying my ID Proof.. So, he went to his room to keep his laptop , and meanwhile I was trying to convince the Duty Manager to let me stay back to see him by telling the Duty Manager  “You don’t know what this means to me! He is going back to the US tomorrow ..(and between which my voice broke down and I almost had tears in my eyes and then I obviously turned around, shrugged them tears off and continued).. You don't know what power you have right now and you are ruining my story with it.” And the guy was SO taken aback! Haha… 
I am sure he never had faced or heard of any such a thing except for in the cheesy chick flicks where the Actor sprints to the airport to declare his love before it’s too late and when stopped by the Airport Security, he says, breathlessly, shit like.. 
“There is a girl boarding a plane right now, who I love and If I don’t get there in time and tell her how I really feel, I may never see her again. She is leaving and the next 2 minutes is all the time I have got. Please let me go, if you have ever loved someone!” 
and surprisingly the Security staff would even give in to the emotions.. 
BUT with me what happened was a lot more real than this, I was turned out! hahaAlthough, he apologized to me, with all the right words. And on my way back, all I cribbed about was materialistic, work-related, unemotional animals in the bodies of humans, who value work over real people and lives, and to whom emotions are nothing but paper-work. You get me the right paper-work, I let you in.. or you stay out. And all throughout the next day, I just hoped, he would die single!!! *serious killer face*
But the next night, I came in with my ID Proof and it was around 12 and the new Duty in-charge Manager didn’t let me in, So I asked her to call the same guy who I had narrated my whole life story with almost tears in my eyes and alcohol in my system (Well! why else do you think I would argue with the staff in their own territory :P ) , and the minute he saw me, he said let her in and apologized to me again for last night. And I was like, woooah! someone is changed.. Maybe his girl friend told him that if he keeps taking ill-wishes of lovers then they(the Duty Manager ad his gf) would never be able to get married and she will be rejected by his parents or/and vice versa and his/her parents will arrange his/her marriage.. :D  
So, well right now, I can do my share of running to the Airport, struggling through the security... but it's not worth it!!
plus, I am a little alien to myself, I might break down crying, embarrassing everyone around me and myself.. and if I dont, then I think he is not worth all the effort, right? cuz apparently I am not worth his, to stay back for.
ANYWAY, drama!
That's it :)

You'll make me Lonesome when You go!

Go from me effortlessly, Walk away and get on the flight,

I don’t blame you, I never planned for this either,

I wish I could take this back too,

Yet I shall shed a tear or two,

I know I should not, and I know I still will,

You enter my mind daily, when I wake up,

and then when I sleep , I find you.

And my day is filled with things that look, talk or act like you.

I have been preparing myself for this goodbye,

And it seems harder with every practice,

You will take a part of me as u walk out the 6^th night,

And I just hope that part comes back to me.

You made my January happy, February hell,

I didn’t win heaven with you, but who could tell

that I got to know of some sweet bunny behaviours,

And I am gonna miss you so much, it already hurts.

How will I drink and dance over the free drinks?

When I would fear breaking down any minute?

And almost every club has seen you,

And I have seen you in every club,

You should not have met me,

You should not have been this selfish.

Something, somewhere will remind me of you,

A “Hey There” or dips in the road,

Someone of your sun sign, a bunny or a bunny smile,

or when I tremble in my bed feeling cold,

a “tk” or when someone would make those mouth movements like you do,

you are leaving a void in my heart for this city,

and to come to think of it, I was so better off when you hadn’t met me,

I hate you just as much as I like you,

You are like a villain in disguise,

And go travel the world, take it’s glorious bite,

They don’t teach to hold on and I mastered the art of letting go,

Although my eyes tell a different lie!

They say you cause your own pain,

And you are betrayed by your own self half of the times!

I know this is just Reverse Psychology, and its very annoying

To be the only one to be hit by stupidity so hard,

And I promise I will be fine in awhile, as time will spread open its arms,

I shall forget you and not dream of you coming back, and if that’s a lie

Then I never wrote these poems and u always possessed a heart!

And then one day, I shall dream of you, your image so clear,

And once again, for some seconds, It will be like you are here!

And the people who meet you there,

Pray! Tell them that I want them to know how blessed are they!