Good ol' story

This is the story of an old couple still hopelessly in love. This is a story of the successful marriage. This is the story that everybody dreams of. This is the poem you would want to write 50 years from now.


Not limited by insecurity
Not limited by calculations
It's just that someone close to me
It's normalcy not an aberration

There's no count of give and take
There's only give, let em fly than stay
There need be not an exact reply
But when with her i touch the sky

I stand on cloud, I'm over the moon
I do not fear if it'll end too soon
For its the present we cherish and live
For its the present, that we believe

And after all is said and done,
It was the present that I remember
The present then, when we were one
A present still now, we have just begun

We are now old, still my hand in yours
Yours in mine, more strength it draws
You are to me still my beloved dearest
The lines on our faces drawn when clearest,

I'm still that guy who falls for you,
Each day in the morn when the sun comes through
You are still the beauty, I fell for then,
To love you more, me God has sent

I still look at you, starry-eyed
Still admire the way I'm tongue tied
You melt my heart, with that warm smile
With you, it's small a thousand miles

The love for you is self proclaimed
And with pride I say it's truly divine
But what is far greater, greater still,
Is what she feels for me, the love so fine

Knowing her unwavering love with me,
It gives me strength and helps me breathe,
In these old fragile hands I still see
The power to hold her hands to safety

We still laugh at the jokes I crack,
To see you laugh, i do this tack
We still walk albeit so slow
When with you time loses track

We grew so much
We have come through
After the upward struggle
Happiness plateau
Our beautiful children's beautiful children
The beauty has surely come from you

Young and wild, were we once
For love was upon us bestowed
My love still growing for you even
We're parents and grandparents now.

Together we've lived our entire lives,
We would choose the same but then we're destined
Together we'll be, death won't do us part
A special place in God's heart.


I'll go first and make some room
You join me then but please come soon
I can't say i'll die again, but
I'd rather in death be with you

Incessant Rambling

Shut up brain, shut up heart,
This is not the place to start
Relax and stop thinking now
Let numbness smother things that are

Perhaps tomorrow be the day,
Perhaps never as they say
Why bother what happens, it's my pride
And numbness I have by my side.

Losing sleep doesn't count, wakin up is what matters now
Endless wasted moments before I bow
What resulted in a shattered crown

Building bridges just to burn,
Withheld inhibitions in to swirl
Fuming, consuming thoughts arrive
Taking my sleep in its stride

I hate to have them back today,
On my way to sleep heaven
Why do you raise your wicked head
Stir up confusion instead

Let me sleep go back you thoughts
My heart ain't ideal landing spot
I'll brush them away instantly
Time to take one more morphine

Then I fall unconscious me
Fists clenched constantly
Waking up, I feel alive
Fists unclenched but not relieved

Shut up brain, shut up heart
What you say is miles apart
One too sorrow in recluse
Other too cheerful, to be true

Fairly level headed not me
Afraid to tread now in between
Too forward or conservative
I'll find the middle ground superlative

There's no reason for dichotomy
Both have best interests for me,
When they're one, the heart and brain
There's nothing which I can't obtain

The possibility of such a thing,
Is what makes us wish, makes me dream
Defy them all, on a wing,
Unachievable, no such thing.

There we go, the train of thoughts,
The pouring of the mind distraught,
The fire's ignited, 't has to last,
Finally ready to have a blast.

Who's to say?

What's to say, what's to come
Who's to say, who I become
The rhyming rhymes
Tired lines
Toiled blood,
under rated son.

No two paths to choose from,
No few things to do now
Amazing number of alternatives
No real choice, blinded, stowed

Multiple facade, multiple games
More than one, multiple blames
Duplicating worth, suffocating pain,
Implicating chip on my shoulder's fame

Monotonous

How many times do i get over
How many times do I begin,
It's  crazy test this life,
How many times do I dream?

They say don't be afraid to dream
when the dream's 'round the corner
But I'm flying the opposite direction
Have crossed all the borders

The borders of certainty,
the one that was secure
That one that lead to nothing,
But where I knew where I was

What strange journey is this?
This one I can't comprehend.
The one where I am to work,
The one where I am to pretend

Maybe I should have stuck to the road
The one at corners which bends
There's anticipation of happiness
Opportunities to swoop it tends

But here I am, Crumbling
dying under the weight on my shoulder
But still I stand, for the Atlas must
Bear with the burden and moulder

I breathe, stay low, to the stomach I'm sick
How much longer before I can sit
tick tock tick tock tick tock tick
about time I'll exit!!