To think of it, it's nothing less than magic.

Hope. Just a simple word with an even simpler meaning.
The world revolved around Hope.
Today was going to be a better day, atleast I hoped it would be.

It was magical how Hope had inspired to do something crazy as this. Day by day time was slipping out. And only Hope held it high. Life was Crazy. Confusing. But whatever the magic was, it was all mesmerizing. Every challenge as beautiful as a tomorrow. 

Stallion’s run ahead of time. 

I came across such a stallion.. A warrior. 

Wild, untamed and soft at heart. 

Prancing through the evils and holding his head high. 

Never an eye to eye of madness, but ever so the strength of capturing every bit through the corner of his eye. Beautifully wrapped into the coat of a worldly hope, a stallion that made every reflection of maybe who I was. Holding on to his thought, I tried invading through his being. Wondered, why every word I spoke told about me and absolutely nothing about him. Stallion’s cant be tamed, but stallion’s can be owned. 

This one though, had been taken. 

Mistakes

Life is about choices. The good ones and the worse. There's no such thing as bad choices. 

When you make a mistake, you absorb the goodness of making it. You got to understand the sweetness of the hit. It's how you take it. 

So what is a mistake? An act, a situation, a deed or just a person? 

Learning it the better way. 

Starting over. 

It's just a time when you want an aim.

You need spaces to fit in. Your dreams have never needed seasons, but your seasons have often needed a dream, an emotion to fit in.
Hope you listen to me this time. I need to explore every smile that hid my fear.
It's a time I just stop being me and try being you. I need to be you to see that you are right in what you see about me.
I need to be you to start feeling good about being me.
I dont know how long this space fills us in. All I know is tomorrow I will see you again, like a never ending seasonal dream.. It's just the time when I knew I wish you weren't the aim.

Reflections of Us.

A reflection of me I thought I would gift to you.

Then there was a day I did so. A story captured in me I let unfold.
I could have done something else. I couldn't have maybe just done this.

To think of it nothing was true. We had never existed but this day did. You started a year with me. I started trusting a new time with you. A reflection I captured in an idol today. I gifted you something words just could never say. I know for sure I need to see you more. A hidden faith, a precious god, a soulful desire that lies in you is what I need to explore. I will find your hand just some day.

Someday you will accept me just this way.
But truly, a reflection of you I see in me today. 

Deserving

Just not what I deserve.
If it's not me, who decides what I deserve?

At one point I need to be held on to, at the other, left in the coming time. At one point I need to be claimed, at the other far more than disowned. Before even life starts we talk about turning to new homes. Turning to a new life even before we end one.

Am I this easy to be left alone. Is it this easy to think about leaving me back at an older post. Did no one notice my trail. Did I have to pick up the pieces of my luckless fate.

Once again I stand up to a once more I may not have deserved so soon. Looks like a winner lost to a lifeless being.

Again, I deserved a defeat. 

Special one..

You know what it feels to be a special one? 
I Do.
I felt special that day. A day when I was born. A day I lived thoroughly. Moments like these don't change life but purely make it better.
Shielded eyes, candid smiles, blessings and a lot more is what he carried with himself that day. I wouldn't remember all of this with time., but what I will remember is the moment when a I sat face to face with me. It wasn't him. It was just a better part of me.