The Owl

Oh it's midnight again,

i better turn off my light,

i better try to sleep tonight,

and for once stop being the owl.

 

if i had the world to me,

i shall keep alive the nights,

while the days i sleep very tight,

i shall become one perfect owl.

but the world is weird,

they wake up with the sun,

then they expect me to shine as well,

despite my constant owling at night,

the world wins all the time.

so i'm in bed and trying my best,

to fall asleep and join them snoring rest,

yet my thoughts just linger on,

and my eyes are open wide,

I simply can not put to sleep,

this wild crazy owl in me.

my best friend

so i took this walk,

while the sun had sunk,

and darkness loomed by,

i was thinking deep,

of nothing in particular,

until i realized,

what has become of me.

i hugged myself,

despite the heat,

a chill ran down my spine,

as the truth dawned upon me.

can i be my best friend?

i guess then i'll have until the end,

no one will be truer to me,

than my very self.

i forgave myself for all my sins,

for the person that i have become.

i loved myself a little more,

at least i deserve my love for  me,

when all else fails,

and there's no one around,

i guess i will still have me.

Whispers

He whispered soft,
to my tickling ears,
the words I dreaded,
the words I loved.

I took his eyes,
to feast upon,
hoping to drink away,
his soul in mine.

stay, now would you?
and i lean on him,
taking his mouth all over mine,
i drenched him,
in my love so fine.

then another whisper,
and he's gone,
taking what i offered,
yet taking none.

Nearing the end

Nearing the end,
and I'm all butterflies inside,
all the sensations that i send,
those feelings that inside i hide.
i have now reached a point,
where I'm okay to return,
unlike the yesterdays,
when I wanted to turn back time.
this person that i have become,
through this journey that's evolved me,
all the lessons that I've learned,
and the people that I've met,
only have me realize,
that the world is rather small,
and the people all are the same,
the colors donot matter,
neither does the sound we make.
yet all of us are worlds apart,
it actually makes me sad inside,
it has changed my way of perception,
I have become kinder inside.
I am blessed to have come so far,
to see the world in its various forms,
to taste magic and make magic,
with people whom I'll never see again.
I am blessed to have danced to the music,
when the universe played the DJ,
all those love and friendship I acquired,
it makes me sad and it makes me gay.
the shy hellos were tough to say,
but the goodbyes now are just dark and grey,
the places and the people- now my friends,
I bid you farewell now that it's nearing the end.