Heaven !!

when they finally met

vodka swam in air

and friendship was poured in

glass after glass 

he the regular

she was a newbie

and nothingness breathed in

with a feeling

of getting drowned

in music

and intoxication too

wrapped in the blanket

of comfort zone

that grew cozier everyday

when their inhibitions

went on a brief holiday

words flew

or maybe not

when stillness

felt like a warm embrace

hours slipped by

in a matter of minutes

and they wished

the night would stop by 

with an unending supply

of alchohol and music

and nothingness to breathe in

and breathe out

because what else would they call?

heaven

if it was not this !  

Alone

Sometimes it gets lonely. So lonely that it feels as if I’m the only person on this planet. Alone. Totally alone. And on such nights, it is only the loneliness that talks to me. Talks to me in a language that just the two of us can understand! Because it has been my companion. Since long! It talks. And while it talks, it transports me. It transports me to a bygone era. An era where a part of me, or wait; the whole me lives. Still. The funny thing being that this loneliness wasn’t in sight then. Today, it enwraps me like air and the irony is that it feels exactly like lack of it. A complete blackout; not of light, but of my emotions. Or maybe not. Because at such times, the only emotion I can feel is ‘YOU’.  

Written for Magpie Tales # 246

Dawn : Haiku

lost in penning rhymes

silently time tiptoes by

dawn arrives at door

Written for Haiku Horizons Prompt # 37 – DAWN