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A Stranger From The Present

She reluctantly opened her eyes at the sound of the alarm clock that read 6.30am. It was a difficult task, getting out of bed with just about two hours of sleep. But she couldn’t give any more excuses to be off from work. This had become a habit.

Her worst mistake from the past, haunted her like a haunted house, she had to visit and revisit every single night. She never realized that with every day that passes she was far and away from it, one day at a time. Well, time heals they say.

But still, it all felt new and fresh as the day it happened. That night too, was no exception.

She watched herself ignoring her best friend’s calls for a stupid reason. The next day morning the news hit her like a bullet to the chest. If she had just picked up the call, her best friend would have been alive. Apparently, the demons of her best friend’s life had an upper hand that night. She had lost the fight.

“Why are you still here?” Someone from behind asked her but all she could see was darkness.

“Who’s there?” She asked, confused.

“Who am I?” The voice laughed. “You don’t belong here anymore”.

She did not understand. She kept staring into the dark. May be she would have waited for someone to appear.

“I’m your Past. You don’t belong here anymore.”

“If I had just picked up…” words crumbled and her eyes welled.

“Her fate was cruel. Yes. But you couldn’t have changed it whatever you had done. It is not your fault. For years you have visited and now you are no more than a stranger from the Present. You can now go back there to live your life in peace.”

She stood there, million thoughts overwhelming her but the voice was gone.

She slowly opened her eyes when her alarm sang. The air smelled fresh and sweet and she knew that it was going to be a good morning, that day and every day there after.

Fantasy and Reality 

Rise and shine at six

No more problems to fix.

Favorite song in the air

Dance and do the hair.

Lipsticks and nail polish organised

Shades and everything customised.

A fancy car at my service

Is that jealousy? “Oh, please!”

Not just the ‘blue skies’, I want

Double rainbows and unicorns, to flaunt.

Fantasy just a little is good

Until it becomes greed’s food.

Life is amazing and beautiful

Often humans tend to forget

Money is for survival, to exist

But love is for living life to the fullest!

(In response to the daily prompt : Organize, this poem was originally posted in Yuvi’s Buzz.) 

Image Source : Pixabay 

The New Me

Failures and losses, I was all alone

Stuck in a corner, with a broken bone.

Darkness is a leech, sucking the lights

Dimming and dulling, every beam of bright.

Love and hope are birds, they flew away

Survive, they won’t in dark, can’t blame the way.

I look in the mirror, I see a shadow

Lost so deep, in the giant cloud of dark.

You knocked the door, you screamed my name

As a stubborn rock, you sat at the door.

Your voice guided the way, to the light

But lost cause I am, just didn’t move.

You broke the door, you pulled me out

In came with you the flew away birds.

Your light was glaring, burned the darkness to dust

I healed by the minute, like from a sickness.

Now I look in the mirror, I see something new

I see myself smiling, bright and shining.

(In response to the daily prompt : Glaring, this poem is originally posted on Yuvi’s Buzz.) 

Tug Of War

The pain in betrayal

The hurt in heart break

Forgive and forget

Said, the Angel in me.

Revenge is sweet

An ecstasy, so glorious

Never forget nor forgive

Said, the Devil in me.

It is a tug of war, so big

Between the Angel and Devil

Friends they aren’t, I imagined

But conspired in the shadows, they did

Partnered in the black night, they did

And shattered me into million pieces.

(In response to the daily prompt : Partner, this poem is originally posted on Yuvi’s Buzz.)

Image Source : Pixabay