Tell me more

Tell me more about you
When did you first lie?
What is it you miss most?
What always makes you cry?

Tell me more about you
Are you a gracious host?
Do you like porridge for breakfast?
Or  ketchup with some toast?

Tell me more about you
Do snakes scare you stiff?
Is there anyone you ever wished,
You could throw off a cliff?

Did you ever stay up at night
Only to count the stars?
When did you start drinking?
And what gave you those scars?

Tell me more about you
What’s your most cherished dream?
Did you ever get it fulfilled?
What’s left for us to achieve?

What’s the promise that you broke,
And regretted it a second not?
What’s the promise that you still keep,
Like a soldier’s well tied knot? 

Tell me more about you
I wanna close the gaps of time
I wanna feel I’ve known you forever
Its a feeling most sublime.

 ©Krisheaven

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Dedication: To my dearest Angel 

 

Lullaby

Every night as I unwind,

& try ways to clear my mind,

my thoughts keep racing back to you,

& I wonder if you think them too.

 

I wonder when you lie in bed

do you think of something I once said?

Does a little prank that I did play,

make you smile in the middle of your day?

 

Do your eyes search, of their free will,

every crowd for signs of my lean build?

Does your heart jump and skip a beat,

every time your cell phone rings or tweets?

 

I wonder when you dress each day,

do you ever wish I’d cross your way?

 

The questions don’t cease to flow,

till into dreams they slowly go,

but your mind I’d surely love to know,

Coz you’re in me, from head to toe.

©Krisheaven

Dedication: To my everything, :*

Solitary Dreamer

I missed you at the parents’ meet
when beside me was an empty seat

Our son you have left behind
For me to love & in who to find
your smile, your eyes and your sharp mind
I pray he grows to be just as kind.

Raising a kid on my own
Is the hardest thing I have known
I cannot afford to cry and moan
Till he’s tall, strong and grown

Must find a way to rein in the tears
So stay close by to hear my fears
I’ll tell him some of daddy’s tales
And sing our song when all else fails

When you see that I’m gonna slip
Send a sign or a tip
Keep an eye as he grows
I can’t always be on my toes

We miss you a lot around the house
Be it fixing dinner or stringing the blouse
I miss the way you tuck a strand
Behind my ear with your hand

If only we could will a change
If only fate could be rearranged

We promise you will never be lost
Always staying in our thoughts.

©Krisheaven

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Silenced Hearts

He meant to say ‘I love you’ ,

But keeps it to ‘goodnight’,

His eyes say all he needs to,

His lips sealed up tight.

 

He looks at me tear filled,

Hoping I would understand.

His choices are not easy,

He has to take this stand.

 

In his eyes I see the planet,

In his smile shines the sun.

His fingers in cafune,

Through a meadow full of fun.

 

His touch makes me tingle,

His gaze makes me hurl.

Like a little girl in slumber,

Into his arms I curl.

 

His heart lies in my chambers,

But his feet have to walk away,

He stops and smiles one last time,

As we smother the yearns today.

 

Without him by my bedside,

The sheets feel too cold.

Is this how it will be,

Even when we grow old?

 

Life has taught us this much,

Doesn’t matter if we live apart.

What matters most is truly,

The twining of our hearts.

 

We barely get a minute,

As days and weeks go by.

We cherish the words unspoken,

Somewhere eye to eye.

 

If life is ever kinder,

We hope and pray each day,

For a day when our laughter,

Forms our little lullaby.

 

© krisheaven

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Dream a little dream…

Looking back at life,I’m engulfed by an ocean of regret. All the things I always wanted to do, but never did because  people disapproved. Every little one of those dreams and desires sacrificed…bring up the pain and sorrow buried deep down somewhere. Time does not heal pain. It only teaches you to live with it.

Do I have another chance? Not really.. the people still disapprove…and the people I wanted to do things with, are not available or as free as they used to be. And its not the destination but the company that matters to me.

I don’t want it with anyone else but the people I dreamt those dreams with…no one values and appreciates a dream like the dreamer….so…that’s best left there I guess…if nothing else, it’ a reminder of dreams someone once had….and that will have to suffice.

The most painful part though, is having to still give up on dreams….having to tell yourself…”you don’t get to dream…and if you do, they will remain so for eternity”.

© krisheaven

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What if & You

If I may borrow Juliet’s quote, “What” and “If” are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if? ” Hold that thought , I’ll get right back to it !

I’ve often heard the most admirable of people say ” follow your heart”, “if you really want it, you’ll get it”, ” success comes to those who dare” and so on…Yes, I agree. They ARE right. One hundred percent. But What if????

What if – you’re success, What if your following your heart? What if your want….comes at a price???? It almost always does, except in the most beautiful of movies!So, what if there’s a price to pay? And What if it’s a price that’s equally ‘unpayable’?

What if the price of your happiness, is your parents’ sorrow?

What if the price of keeping your hand, is to give up a leg?

What if your success, depends on the pain of a loved one?

How do you continue to follow your heart? How do you continue to chase your dreams? How !!!???

Sometimes, the price is so excruciatingly painful, that you don’t have a choice but to give up what’s most dear to you- especially if it involves ties like family. It would be unfair & unjust to assume that the person’s decision was due to non-commitment. No it wasn’t, it was due to being emotionally blackmailed (not intentionally of course) Personal torture that called for an act of sacrifice.

So, some continue on, while some put a rock on their hearts and just do it for the happiness of those around them. Sometimes, we get to hear the true story, sometimes we don’t.

It’s easy to judge. It’s easy to assume. It’s easy to speculate.

It’s hard to carry a rock on your heart for the rest of your life.

It’s painful knowing you could have had a different life. It’s unbearable to imagine- “What if, 30 years ago, I had done what I wanted..” What if ? What if ?

Now, before the noble, practical & society minded lot of you, decide to respond with a vengeance, let me get this out too. It’s one thing to believe in ‘everything happens for our own good’, in destiny & in fate. It’s a completely different story, if destiny show’s you you chose it !

Like I said before, ” What & if “, What if ? What if ? What if ?

© krisheaven

Photo courtesy: Letters to Juliet