Sometimes

Sometimes my tongue slips
And I call out your name
Into the darkness of night

Sometimes your memory 
Seeps into the oblivion
Of my daily hum drum

Sometimes I wonder
If it is you that I seek
Or it's my imagination

Of a time that never was
Things that never existed
But I formed to find respite

Leaving behind

I guess it was meant to be

I had much to leave behind

Haunting all my memories

And my dreams to ever find

The school classroom where

I flipped pages in dull noons

My first watch gifted by dad

Whose strap broke too soon

The winding train journeys

From home to design school

Carrying homemade sweets

For my classmates to drool

Getting my first earning

Although worth peanuts

Holding loved one's hand

Losing trust with bit fuss

First apartment I'd rented

Decorating it with posters

Then one fine day packing 

Leaving behind no marks

Alive

Muted, I've quietened
I'm still, but I'm alive

Notebook

I'd written my best poetry
When I was madly in love

Doors of my heart opened
Awaiting someone to enter

Words flowed like a breeze
Shaking myself from within

Door has now been closed
I sit beside closed windows

Gasping for a stray words
To fill an empty notebook

Meaningless

Life is meaningless
How could it ever be
Anything otherwise

Meaning is too big
A word to rest upon
Consequences heavy

Delicate as a feather
Life drifts by across
From shore to shore

Done

My work is done
Now I can pause
To retire in peace

Let echoes carry
Out my messages
My voice is feeble

Exhausted I rest
My work is done
Let it endure on

Scattered

My energy was scattered
In hundreds of directions
A tug of war kept me tied
Pull of infinite distractions

But I was luckily blessed
With divine intervention
The strings of desire cut
Freed from the quicksand

I had gasped and struggled
The slimy mud throttled me
But I grabbed a helping hand
And pulled myself slowly out