Friday - The Farewell Day

God gave us enough rain to lose ourselves,

Gifted us with a beautiful cave to intertwine together, 

Blessed us with the chariot for us to traverse through the lands, during the rains and to keep the time. 

Fortunately or unfortunately, 

We became losers, in such a way that we deserve no second chance. 

Unfortunate.

Thus, on another Friday, 

I mark my exit from your timeline too. 

Thanks and regards.

The last words

My last words to the one and only magical woman I have ever met:

"And, on this very Friday,
I mark my exit from your timeline.
With impeccable rage, helpless guilt, and unconditional love,
I am backing off.
May God bless you to stay safe.
Take care."

Today

For many times,
I have wept enough,
Due to the unfortunate events gifted by women.
They took all of me in little time, having given me a little of their time.
Rather, I gave them my entire self, soul and vacuum.
End of the day, they all left!
And, I stood alone.
But today, I wish to smile.
Today, I deserve a smile.
In one word I can summarise this impeccable life - Tragedy
But today, I am learning to free me,
And will define the life as "beautiful"

I am quitting

Soulmate,
I know that I should back off,
That I must not be a hurdle,
That I should not let you bothered.
I know.

From this night,
I am quitting.
Still, I assure you my voice, my breath, my stories, my everything,
But, upon your call.

From this night,
I am starting,
To learn to inhibit.

Best of Luck, Mariyaan!

The omen

The lustre is lost, for you are gone.

The profound serene smile within is faded,

For you are gone.

But my pride, the eternal pride, is that which remains, 

For I have had merged with your pure soul once... 

And, trust me, the pride will remain within forever,

For I have had merged with your pure soul once...

But, premature death is an irony, right? 

A bad omen for tomorrows, right?

Pray for me, for I won't collapse.

Your prayers will be heard, I know.

The most beautiful?

When people talk, words are beautiful.
When people narrate stories, visuals are beautiful.
When people mate, every breath is beautiful.

No title

I thought you were my wife.
Yes, my wife.
And, you were.
Then, what happened?

I am all alone.

Friday!

It is Friday,
The only day I have for me.
And, where are you?
How am I complete without you?
Pointless Fridays...

Pray for me, mate.

Pray for me, soulmate.

I am praying for you every time I pass a mosque, for your wellbeing.

Pray for me too, please.

I know, it is all the cycle.

Like I envisioned in the graveyard, after my first death,

"Cruelty triumphs,

Victims weep.

Then, they rise up-

Shedding their left over-

"essence".

Everyone reaching him,

From then,

Will turn out to be victims.

And thus, a victor is born.

And thus, a sadist is born.

And the crime chain moves on."

It is all the cycle of events.

Fortunately or unfortunately,

No one can blame the other,

For no one knows who started it.

I tried with all my senses not to be in the cycle.

But, mercilessly, failed.

Maybe, the balance of the universe is to be accomplished this way.

Like my murderer then, today, I too feel like I am not guilty.

It is all the cycle.

It is all the cycle.

Forgive me for I have hurt your beautiful aromatic soul.

I knew not that I too would become a part of the cycle, though I foresighted it.

I thought I was wise, but, I was not.

Forgive me.

And, pray for me.

I just loved you.

I could only love you.

But, now, amid this night,

Somewhere beneath, I sense fear,

Fear of being dangerously alone.

I am not desperate, soulmate.

You know better.

But, I am afraid amid night.

But, I am afraid amid night.

Somewhere beneath...

Pray for me too.

Please.

Statement on sex

Sex is not an act.
It is a way of life, a philosophy.

Where are you, Lady?

I am missing you dangerously, Lady.
I have to envision my tomorrow, but where are you?
I might get riled even to you, for I have loved you deep... And still not learnt to cope with your unprecedented withdrawal.
I have to share some, but where are you?
I have to talk not just superficially, so, where are you?
This is not acceptable.

But, but, if you are happy there,
Why, why would I, you know, grab you to me?
I am lost. I miss you. And, I don't know what to do. I need to talk, Lady.
But, where are you?

I wonder

Where are you?
How could you?
Devoid of my aura?

Murder me, but not the kid!

I tried to protect them all.

Because I valued them all.

And certainly disliked them being others'. 

I was a selfish kid!

But, they left me.

I wept,

Yesterday, like a kid.

Today, like an adult.

I know, seasons change.

I have been a victim of the change.

I am again, left alone.

But, now that I am little grown up, you see.

So, I think like an adult, you know.

What I figured out was that I never loved myself truly in spite of being an established narcissist, with all the pride I carry.

Today, I love myself, and decides to protect me, my soul,

For I have to live longer.

Decades will come to hurt me again, I know.

But, I will survive. 

Because, I love myself.

All I pray is, "God! Murder not  my kid within, in my fight to exist in this world of inconsistencies."

I will protect myself.

I will be kind, yet again,

Unlike the so-called fighters of the world.

The beautiful narcissist!

"I love myself."

And then, he said, proclaimed, "I am beautiful!"

He said again, "I am quitting". 

But, he never quit... 

He continued to traverse through the polluted paths with his pure scented aura, but cleansing himself more and more, on and on... 

At last, one day, he left the world so beautifully that even the Prophets would be felt jealous of!

I seek your consent.

For survival, you left.
Now, I seek your consent,
For survival is my necessity too.
I am waiting.
Until your respond,
I will be churning in fire bowl.
Help me.

I will.

I will be there for you.

That's all that I have to say to you.

When you came to me the very first time, I never asked about your yesteryears.

And, when you come to me again, I will remain the same.

For I have always been the same.

I will just be there for you.

I will.