The Raven

She saw him, perched on the tree outside her bedroom window. His dark non-reflective eyes stared straight at her and that gave her an eerie feeling. She stared back at him, hoping he would look away and fly off for good, but he did not move, nor did he turn his gaze. Suddenly, the non-reflective eyes began changing to reflective and within the depths of the now reflective dark eyes she saw something that scared her.

For a while she thought she had imagined it but he did it again, the raven tilted his head again continuing to stare at her as if beckoning her and then all of a sudden it spread its wings and flew off the tree, circling near her house, waiting for her to follow.

She fell on the floor, unconscious and her soul surged forward and followed the Raven flying high into the night sky.

Hours later she woke up in her room with severe headache. She pressed her fingers on the temples and cursed. A sudden wave of fear washed through her body and with speed she did not know she was capable of, she rushed to the bathroom and vomited in the commode. She fell back on her knees and waited for another wave of nausea but it did not come. Thankfully the headache was gone. She stood up and walked to the basin to wash her face and froze. The reflection in the mirror scared her. A totally different person stared back.

He could not believe his eyes. He did not know what was happening. He remembered seeing a raven perched on the tree outside his bedroom window. The non-reflective eyes staring at him and then non-reflectiveness being replaced by reflective one! He had clearly seen a face staring back at him from inside the reflective pupil of the raven. She had beautiful dark brown eyes which stared at him, a mischievous smile playing on the lips. It seemed she wanted to say something to him but before he could know what was happening he had collapsed on the floor.

Now, when he woke up, he had severe headache and he had rushed to the bathroom to vomit in the commode and then wash his face only to see the same girl with beautiful eyes staring back at him, the mischievous smile replaced by fear and shock.

teddy & red roses

a teddy and a bouquet of red roses, in hand

palms sweating, heart racing,

he walked up to the front door

hesitated and rang the bell.

it's him, he heard a voice

and group giggling after a while.

beads of sweat appeared on his forehead

he wiped them with back of his hand.

the door opened and

before him stood the girl he had come to meet

her face radiant and an ear-to-ear smile

mesmerized, he stood at the door without saying a word

and group of girls giggled from inside the living room.

malignant thought

in the darkest corners of the mind

lurks a thought, desperate.

often silent, but sometimes chaotic

its voice echoes in the head.

hear me, it says -

i belong to you, don't you let me die

feed me, let me survive -

for, in the times when no one cares,

i would.

i would keep you sane,

i would give you the strength to fight.

you have labelled me as negative -

and thrown me in the dungeons,

but believe me -

i am valuable, one day you would know,

when the world gives you pain

i will soothe your heart

and show you a path.

so says, the malignant thought,

its chaos, a constant headache.

i pull a pillow over my head and try to sleep

i visualize myself walking -

out from the recesses of my mind

not seeing the darkness that follows me out.

Love Song

let's write a love song together

i will start a line and you finish it

you sing me your lines 

i will sing mine

and the rain will play the music..

inspire me

make me feel again

what we once shared

help me believe in it again.

let's dance a slow dance

one step mine, next yours

arm in arm, 

eye to eye

the thunderstorm the beat

rain, the melodious song.

With You

To see you smile means a lot

But to know that you smile because of me, means a lot more.

To be with you makes me happy

But to know that you are with me, makes me happiest.

if ever

your smiling face is the reason for my living

your warm embrace is my heaven.

i sleep every night with it

and i wake up with it every morning

i carry it with me every moment

a single thought that matters the most

"you are here and would always be,

you will always care for me"

bleeding words

torn to pieces,

lying scattered in the waste paper basket,

the yellowed pages of my diary -

bleed memories.