MIDNIGHT BLUE

It echoes and it resonates...It whispers and it fluctuates To be nobody and to be everyone else On the walls of my solemn castle, I could witness the ivy growing A trench coat on the mountains of monsoon so banal yet profound The beauty I observed engulfed the abyss...only to close the doors in dark Does it takes courage...Willing to be apart? It has rained and yet you devour me of thirst Kind your demeanor too perfect to trust Like a nascent wine, I feel your touch Treading down the windy road Persuasion and Persistence aged under cherry blossoms I wonder and question what all you had taken and why was it always the void that i could provide A leaf trapped in your book...A leaf that was once mine To remember is understandable but unnecessary  Like boat in downstream you sailed...Dear don't you worry Don't you question...Where am'I It was understandable but now unnecessary Regards - Kshitij SInha 16/01/2022

Some people speak loud, some speak slow Some whisper, some sway and slither, some always tune to perfect pitch And some doesn't speak at all Some feel the fresh snowflakes...Some whine and queer Some elate with joy some shiver and surrender to freeze A peaceful death wrapped in a myriad compromise  Wasn't snow just a rhetoric metaphor...It's the warmth that some couldn't abide Ever wondered how we can take the picture of the wind As it plays with the golden leaves...ready to detach in a chaotic autumn Coming closer playing with your hairs She whispers...I had never left Ever questioned how the fireflies synchronize And yet we slept in the darkest of nights Some close their eyes...and some were born blind And Some refuses to see Somehow the day I left the pen was the day I wrote I had various names and yet you called me your home Green as Ivy, pale as Ivy Accepted- unaccepted, desired, and neglected, neither yours nor mine Some people fall to gravity...Some rise from it ...