My Soul partner

I want to forget that day that took you away 

To a far away place called destiny's bay

That day made me alone, so alone

It made me wear a humor mask

Your touch was frail on that day

Holding my hands restoring my faith

When I promised that I will never leave you

Eternity dragged you away into solace

The way you looked at me

I somehow knew there was farewell in you'r eyes

Strands of hair was touching your forehead and 

I removed them softly with a heavy heart

As I type this, with moist eyes

Your last breath still lingers on my neck

I remember those last moments

of you'r valiant struggle

If I had the power, I would have saved you;

But I ain't a gladiator, I have no armoury

To shield you, protect you and fight for you

For your fight was with death!!!

You have no pain; as you have gone

The agony and struggle remains

With me, as long as I breathe

My soul will live on as an ode to your pain

- Chronicwriter

Biopic of my myopic soul

When I am alone

I have crowded thoughts

When I am in a crowd

My thought is alone

Free my crowded thoughts when I am alone

Feed my lonely thought when I am in a crowd

The loud silence or the silent violence

Is just a paradoxical lens resting in my soul

My life is a biopic of my myopic soul

When the mask falls off, it will have to take its toll

-Chronicwriter

The close distance

When I am away from you

I feel a great emptiness

When you go away from me

There is a dark loneliness

When I am close to you

I feel a great emptiness

When you come close to me

There is a dark loneliness 

I want to you to move away from me

But the guilt will take me away from me

I want to move close to you

But your dream will take you away from you

- Chronicwriter

The loud Silence

I looked within

With all the broken promises

The shattered dreams

I closed my eyes

And kept walking to no direction

In my direction

There were many like me

Many broken hearts

Tears shed

Followed by unbroken silence

SILENCE

I had to be strong

A time has come

A light at the end of the tunnel

An awakening voice 

From dreamland of weakness

Determination to fight for my life

And I believe

I could be all I want to be

If only I tried

- Chronicwriter

Sixty Nine

Articulating these funny thoughts of mine

That are functioning like that of a swine

I try hard not to drift away with the wine

But if i don't, I wouldn't be able to dine

Optimizing my mind as sharp as a pine

I know its hard to bind it with a twine

The alcohol has spurned my liver out of line

But Bodhaidharmar says,"Hey Chriz you are fine"

Because I have enemies and they sum-up to 69

-Chronicwriter-

Come back to me

Come back to me

I want to give you to you

Come back to me

I want to get me from you

Come back to me

Make me whole again

Come back to me

Wipe my tears away

Come back to me

I want to smile

Come back to me

From the cliff I shot you down

Come back to me

Friendzone that grave for me

- Chronicwriter-

She sans she

When the music fades, everything will be gone

And you will disappear,without saying goodbye.

When the music fades, I'll be left alone,

Standing in the dark,hating you for leaving.

When the music fades, I will be crying,

Because I know it's over, but I still hope you will come back.

When the music fades, our dance will end,

And I will wish for you,So I can hold you once more.

When the music fades, you will disappear,

Without taking away yourself from me

-Chronicwriter

Hope against Hope

I'm so confused, wanna run, wanna hide

I'm scared to take, filled with so much pride

Cant say in words, even hard to show

Wanna drift away, but find it hard to let go

Love or lust, I dont even know

That urge and temptation to just go with the flow

Hard to show feelings, emotion inside a wall

Not sure to open up,cautious I might fall

Tired of all the drama, pain and being abused

Tired of suffering and not knowing who is being used

So far so good, in fear that it might go wrong

I dont actually know how it lasted this long

I just hope this feeling will lead to something more

Something right and true, something to live for.

-Chronicwriter-

She makes me cry

Yeah I wrote this for You

Just sit down and read it.

And nobody told me that it would hurt this much 

Why did you run into my life

With that cheap smile and those perfect eyes 

Our meaningless realtionship 

Your Cries and our fights 

Your touch and our kiss 

You yelled out I love you 

Why can't you see that

Those words meant nothing 

You meant nothing to me 

But why does it hurt so bad 

I hate thinking of you

It bothers me so much 

On those nights like this

When you are the only one on my mind 

It bothers me so much that I still write for you

Even yearn for you 

I threw you away like you where yesterday's news 

But nobody told me that it would hurt like this

-Chronicwriter-

A letter to my EX

I have a picture of you

which is like Hot Chicken stew.

Jackie Chan is a master of KungFu

I take a break and go to the Loo.

I eat bread for breakfast

Now a days Anna Hazare is never on a fast

In the exam I come last

If I pierce a Balloon, it will blast.

My Doberman dog does not have a tail.

Kanimozhi madam has been to Tihar Jail.

I like tweets of R Ashwin.

You are the answer for my every Question.

Mandira Bedi does not smoke beedi

You are my evergreen Lady

I work out to get a Gym Body

Pickle and Crab goes along with Toddy.

I can't stand when you Cry.

So I will sit and eat Mutton Fry.

On your Lips I had planted many a Kiss.

But your mouth stinks, so please brush dear Miss.

Prince William cooks for Kate Middleton

My eyes are aching because I looked at the Sun

I like your hairstyle when you tie it in a bun.

When you let your hair free,away from you I will Run

My love for you oozes out like a Volcano's Lava.

Your daddy rides a very old Java

"Vada Poche", exclaimed the Old Aayaa.

I very well know that you will give me Halwa.

Cockroach dies when I spray HIT.

Is this love letter worser than SHIT?

Navjot Singh Siddhu's mouth should be KNIT.

If you leave me, my life would still have meaning in IT.

- Chronicwriter-

The wrong ball

My first day in the football field

I did not have a proper shield

Like a lightening came a boy so small

And kicked the wrong Ball

Harleys, Planes and Racing Cars

I even saw some twinkling Stars

Agony and pain was in a Tangle

I thought I was in Bermuda Triangle

I limped, I fell and  then I crawled a mile

Painful it was; but now it just leaves a smile

- Chronicwriter-

Swayed by the waves

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An unpleasant feeling hanging heavy in the air

A whimsical ray of blistering sunlight rapes the silent wind

Images of tranquility start to lurch freely

Like a storm with an angelic foundation and a devilish rooftop

Stormy waves whirling angrily with a sharp prick of agony

As the cold water slams on my soft pale skin

An onslaught of raunchiness turns to a cold blooded hue

And cunning tides of beach waves begin to shake the promenade rocks

As I sit calmly on the seashore breaking from the limits of my narrow mind

I can see the obvious reality of the turbulent waters in oblivion

And you disappear into the violence of the sea.

- Chronicwriter