Surrender to your dreams tonight

When you aim high
your failure is bound to be as big
what matters
is what you do with it
as long as there is fight left in you
keep trying
even if you can’t see your goal
continue flying
sometimes you will feel tired
and worn out
crippled by fear
and doubt
surrender to your dreams
turn off the light
your dreams will let you survive
another day.

Nationalism?

I turned off the engine at the red light
something I always do on my way to school
I have been teaching children about how to save environment
explaining to them why it is necessary to be responsible than cool.
I believe in doing the right thing
I pay my taxes on time
I have never dropped a penny inside a temple
for me serving the society is divine.
However, that day something strange happened
Tired from the daily chores, I went to the cinema hall
Exhausted, I slept
while everyone else stood tall.
They sang in unison
when the national anthem played
I slept
tired from the duties I fulfilled that day.
They threw me out
the next day newspapers were full of criticism
nobody talked about the good things I did that day
but questioned my spirit of nationalism.

Give me the privilege of fearlessly loving you

I know you don’t entirely belong to me
and I wouldn’t want to tie you down with love
but dear o dear
believe me, trust
that I can hold your world intact
and keep that smile on your face forever
I will hold you close to my heart
and never
leave your side.

Dear o dear
give me the privilege of fearlessly loving you
we need labels
so there is only one place we can call home
not two.

Lower your guard

Open your doors
Let me in
I have been waiting
To drench you in my love
Lower your guard
For once
Spill all your inner demons
My world is waiting for your world
It has already made a place for you
Come now
Allow my dreams to come true
Seal this bond we share
So we can spend our lives
Together
Forever.

Mature yet childlike

My love can accommodate his world
I am capable to carry it for him
It is a kind of love I have never felt
the love that I feel for him
is mature yet childlike
I am overjoyed when my eyes are able to hold his presence
and while he is always there in me
it is catharsis I experience
not because his lips can finally meet mine
not because his hands can slide against my body
but for the mere fact that he is there
and my eyes can hold him
even if for a brief moment.