I'm There For You

Sometimes life seems unfair and sometimes life is unfair;
It's the time when we forget to smile; it's the time when we loose our flair...
It's easy to say that it's going to be okay and mostly it is;
But in times like this something always seems amiss...

So even though I tell you to be thankful for small mercies;
Even though I tell you that it could be worse than this...
Know that I grieve with you;
Know that I understand why you feel so blue...

I know that there's nothing I can say or do to make it better;
But words are all I have and I would do anything for you that is in my power...
So maybe even when my presence doesn't make any difference;
Know that I'm there for you, trying to give you strength in this time of weakness...

Her Own Happily Ever After

She walked in the café alone and asked for a table for one;

I looked at her doubtfully and then around assuming she forgot someone...

But then she smiled and asked my name;

And just like that the world righted itself; her coming alone did not seem insane...

You could sense it in the way she carried herself; in the way she smiled;

In the way her eyes sparkled and the room suddenly felt bright...

You knew that she wasn't lonely rather content in her own company;

You knew that being alone wasn't sad rather empowering...

I introduced myself and walked her to the table with the best view;

She took the seat and sighed looking at the beautiful sea and I just knew...

I knew that to her it was the small things that mattered;

And that her coming here alone was one of best things that happened...

My café wasn't very big, you see;

And she came quite early...

So I asked if I could join her,

And after a moment's reluctance she nodded and signaled towards the empty chair...

I sat opposite her and started talking;

She took some time to open up but then joined in...

From that day onwards she came daily;

And we talked non-stop about random things while we had our coffee...

You must be thinking that it is a love story like all others;

But I hate to shatter the fairy tale and tell you that I did not fall for her...

We used to talk, share our stories and we understood each other;

And it was pure friendship probably that is what makes it better...

She has a heart of gold and a mind sharper than anyone I knew;

And when she spoke she took you to a world created by her but only known to few...

I could sit there and talk to her for almost forever;

And maybe that's why we can still sit at the same table and chatter...

It is thirty years since I first met her;

She is successful and still as humble as she was on the day when she faced her first failure...

She still comes to my café and we have our coffee together;

My wife is very fond of her and she's my daughter's godmother...

Not all women need a man or a woman for that matter;

Some can be alone and still live happily ever after...!!

All in Vain

Oh my dear stars I missed you..

From behind these bars I called you...

You didn't hear my screams when the night came over the day...

Calling you to make the pain go away...

Couldn't you see my tears...

Couldn't you feel my fears...

There was a time you gave me hope...

Now it all seems like a joke...

Maybe your betrayal taught me to love the dark...

Or maybe I realized that it was the night that held the spark...

Your shine now hurts my eyes...

Sometimes I can't decide it's you or the fireflies...

I'm not sure if I am in a cage or I just feel like a prisoner...

Because my screams have died but the ache still lingers...

The dark is all I have, the only shelter from the pain...

Oh my dear stars I missed you, but all in vain...

Love

To me, love always meant to be in sync...

But maybe it's not what you think...

Maybe the beauty of it lies in the unpredictability...

Maybe if you got what you wanted it wouldn't feel like a dream mixed with reality...

I thought the key was coordination...

Then why the lack of it didn't lessen the attraction...

It was during the break between the lectures...

When our paths crossed and we almost collided with each other...

It was in that moment of confusion whether to step right or left...

Did I look up and our eyes met...

I realized then that it was chaos that created moments like these...

Without it, we would be like the parallel lines that never meet...

Finally, you smiled and stepped aside...

I blushed and walked past you, taking long strides...

It is where it all started; the step off the cliff...

But the truth be told we are no more in sync than we were to begin with...

And yet I love you with all my heart and soul...

Maybe love doesn't comply and can't be told...

What matters is the smile that you bring to my lips...

The way that my heart swells everytime we kiss...

It's about the way you wipe my tears...

It's about the feeling of safety and being at home when you are near...

So what I'm trying to say is that love isn't a straight jacket formula that fits all...

It's magic lies in the unknown and that's why its called a fall...

© PK

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A lot can Happen over a Cup of Coffee

She was in her home, making coffee for the guests;

Well not really guests, they were her roommate's friends...

He came in the kitchen and smiled at her;

Well if you haven't guessed yet, it's the usual, he was her long time crush...

Without looking at him she asked, "Do you need anything?"

If the truth be told he needed her, but he said nothing...

This time she looked at him with a confused expression;

"I just came to help", he tried misdirection...

She smiled at that and looked away;

She said, "There's nothing you can do... Thanks anyway"

At that very moment, she burnt her finger accidentally;

Fast as lightening he grabbed some ice and applied on her burnt finger gently...

She tried pulling her hand away but he ended up gripping it harder;

He could see the colour rising in her cheeks and didn't want to wait any longer...

He bent a little and brought her hand closer to his lips;

Waited for her to lift her gaze and then kissed the burnt tip...

This time she jerked her hand away and stared up at him;

She said shortly, "Stop playing with me... Go your friends are waiting..."

All she needed was some space to think but he wasn't giving her any;

Rather he took a step closer and said "You have brown in your eyes, I didn't notice that before, strangely..."

"Why would you?" It was all she could think of when he was standing so close;

He thought it's time to take a chance and tell her the feelings he could no longer ignore...

So he said, "Because when you smile I forget everything else;

Because when you go pink, my world turns upside down and becomes a mess..."

"Because even though you try to avoid me;

I can see that I have the same effect on you that you have on me..."

"Because even though I can't stop staring at your face;

It is strange that I missed those gorgeous brown eyes that have enchanted me in a way that words can't phrase..."

Maybe it was true, a lot can happen over a cup of coffee;

Well for her it happened while making it but it didn't lessen the magicality...

He continued, "I admit that we don't really know each other very well;

But I want to take you out, talk to you, dance with you and do everything to make a heaven out of this hell..."

She was still speechless, her tongue was tied;

So she rose on her toes, kissed him on the cheek and smiled...

To that he said, "You look all sorts of cute when you blush;

But can you say something to make my mind shush..."

She obliged, "I-I like you when you talk, that voice of yours is melody;

Your smile is bliss and when you're close I go all jittery...

But most of all I'm fascinated by how your heart functions;

And when you speak your mind, you do it so passionately, that you have my full attention..."

"So what I'm trying to say is, let's talk, walk, dance and do all the things we want to do;

Darling, I would love to create a heaven of our own with you..."

© PK

Words are never Enough

You say the words that feel so right that sometimes I want to believe it. I want to believe that there is 'love', unconditional, in its purest forms. But then I remember that we all are selfish beings, that love is a myth created by the mind and heart is stupid enough to believe in it.

You look at me, with those beautiful eyes of yours, as if magic is real. And for once I want to believe that I'm magic. But then I remember that all I'm is a mess, that no matter how much I want this magical feeling to last, it will end.

I know you will say that love isn't supposed to be easy; you always say the right words.

But no matter how much I'm addicted to the written word, no matter how badly I want to believe every word you say, it won't be enough. Words are never enough.

It will be the 'maybes' that will turn our 'forever' into 'almost'. I know you think you love me and 'maybe' you do, because when you write, you paint a picture of me so beautiful that I want to give in and forget the maybe.

But I can't... Because even though you say that I have a heart of diamond what you forget is that diamond is after all a stone; unable to feel and unable to believe.

So darling, don't look at the stars and tell me that they shine for me; don't tell me that I'm perfect just the way I'm; and don't try to fix me, not with your words. Because words were never enough and will never be enough.

© PK

I Stand by Her

I believed that the Moon is watching me, protecting me...
I believed that no matter what, it will be okay, that one day I'll be free...
I believed that the wind carries my whispered prayers...
I believed that even though this place seems wrong, there will be something good beneath the layers...

But that night I learnt that all this was a facade, that hoping was a mistake,
That night the moon hid itself leaving everything dark in its wake,
That night the wind refused to carry my shouts for help,
That night they found me alone and somehow I couldn't run fast enough or hide myself...

But they did not kill me, you know...
I was lying there for a long time but I was still not dead, NO...
What they did to me was horrible but they did not take my life...
But you nearly killed me the day you thought I lied, you twisted that knife slowly by refusing to be by my side...

It wasn't their assaults on my body that left me scarred...
It was you that left me wounded and marred...
All that kept me alive during that time was the hope that you would be there to support me...
But I died a thousand deaths when I saw doubt in your eyes and that love was nowhere to be seen...

So today though I'm alone and now that you know the truth,
I refuse to crawl back to you and prove that I am a fool...
Maybe you managed to almost kill me but somehow I still have some strength left...
Maybe the scars you left are deep but unlike you I haven't lost my depth...

So I decide to stand by someone this society refuses to trust..
I decide to not question how short her dress was or was it a result of her own lust...
I won't blame the time or the fact that she was alone...
I will be there for her and unlike me she won't be on her own.

© PK