Fifteenth

It stays right there always,
To make you stare into your past,
It is one thing that never will change,
It takes up your thoughts fierce and fast.
You paint this world in the colours of your choice,
And leave me stranded in a place so familiar,
'Cause this is how love had always sounded,
 It had felt so strong just before it had ended.
Need to be steady before I melt in your directions,
Before I realize the truth in your confessions.

Fourteenth

I tell you to walk me till the road seems right,
But you follow me into my dreams tonight.
You feel like a promise I may never know,
Like the one that light owes the shadow.
You talk about the prom that's been on my mind,
And I think of leaving all my past behind.
The stars come out for a studded evening,
I look at my feet, 'cause my thoughts start flying.
You tell me to let my hair down,
They'll go well you say with my gown.
That is when our eyes actually meet,
You begin this song,
 And I am already complete.        

Thirteenth

     She clenched the stethoscope tighter in her hands. It was supposed to be the last patient for this shift. An hospital O.P.D. can be the most tiring place on earth. When she asked what brought him here, "Cold and slight fever," he said. Just cold. And slight fever. Paracetamol, amox, and maybe a couple of painkillers; and then she'll be done today , she thought. But her mind was wondering somewhere else. The way he had promised she would never be able to lose him even if she wanted to, she had thought it was true. There was something about him that made her think about a forever together. But no one knows how short some forevers can turn out to be. She inquired for any relevant negative history; of course she wasn't expecting anything substantial out of it. She never expected much. Ever.
     She told him sit straight, told him to take deep breaths. She could hear the air move in and out of his lungs. It was his recently updated picture that made him cross her mind. He was looking even more better since the last time they had met. But it was no reason. She had not left him because he didn't look good enough. Vesicular, normal, as expected, the patients' lungs sounded. She was thinking of seeing someone else. Someone else who had already swept her feet off the ground. But he was so much good at convincing everyone everytime he tried, it was even more difficult to get him right. Everytime she looked into his eyes, she drew a complete blank. Complicated to understand, he was a paradox of life itself.
     She realised she was searching for the patient's heartbeat, since a tad bit longer than usual. Even a tiny impulse would have sufficed. But she could find none. People lie when they say their trust is lost, she thought. And it struck her like lightning, she placed the stethoscope on the left, same distance from his sternum. She heard his heart lubb-dubb in peace. She had got it. Dextrocardia. She couldn't remember the exact numbers, she didn't know how many people among millions were born this way. But she knew now for sure, trust is just misplaced. But things work just fine even if u don't understand them. His heart had lied on the wrong side, since years. But there were no complaints, just cold. And fever..      

Twelfth.

A flame flickers, but tells the night;
Her darkness isn't anymore a fright.
But it fears its plight in the daylight bright,
As to whom it'll prove however hard its might.

Nothing is itself without the being of an opposite,
So its not about the wrongs and nor their rights;
We fight for the side that we belong to,
But exist in the grey between the blacks and their whites.

Eleventh

Find words for me to say,
I'm moving past my days of grey;
Find words for me to say,
Lighter my heart feels on this way.

You are in the sound of falling drops of rain,
The ones that never miss my window pane;
You are in the pattern that the stars never forget,
Against the sky always the same they set.

Its not about the butterflies that in my stomach fly,
They are there to deceive with a sugarcoated lie.
But when i finally see u,
Making your way through the crowd,
I understand now,
Love lies in this, this spontaneous sigh.

Tenth

Match your tune to my song,
We can be a blast together;
Live the heat of every moment,
We are meant to brave every weather.

'Coz my words smile at your thoughts,
'Coz my thoughts touch your emotions,
'Coz my emotions are your heart,
And all my heart speaks is your words.

Even after the coldest darkest night,
We can bend the sunrays onto the snow,
We can make it glitter bright,
It won't ever melt, it will stay forever so.

Ninth.

     She had left his life as easily as she  had come.  The ripples in the water gave the only proof that he was sitting by the lake.  He didn't even realise he had slipped into the memories of the past while watching the swan move it's neck graciously towards him. He felt like reliving her scent,  her hair that tickled his face in the wind,  her smile for which he could die thousand times over. And still feel complete than any other person alive on earth.
     He let out a sigh. The swan moved a bit closer towards him.  As if it understood exactly his plight. Telling him to move on 'coz its a long life.  But he wanted to hold back everything they had together.  All that she did to him unknowingly when she looked at him. All those words she would whisper into his ear. All those words he never really heard. They merely left an entrail- a sound, which always managed to reach his heart.  He was always so lost when they met, he knew everything even before she said it. Those words, they hardly ever mattered.
     He thought the swan muttered something.  But there's no way the swan could talk,  he decided. Or maybe it laughed at his inability to forget. Or maybe it wondered how beautiful things that ended won't hurt. Or maybe it just got distracted by the sudden drizzle. But then, for the swan,  her love will always be a puzzle.