In Search of A Muse

In crowded places and in secluded corners,
In naughty winks and scared glances,
In the broad daylight or in the murky night,
I search for the muse who’s made for my words.

I search for a face, calm and carefree,
That masks a soul that wants to break free.
I search for eyes that I can silently follow around
To see the deep desires that they hide.

I will listen to your voice as it fumbles
Speaking of fears that are known to none
I will stare awestruck at your dimples
When you speak of memories you adore

If not the world, I can promise you words
My words, or you can say my heart if you wish
Words- that paint a portrait of you
And words that live just for you.


Would You?

Mornings begin with thoughts of you,
Nights don’t end without dreaming of you
Adorned with smiles and a blush
All my time is for you, my crush.

Always ready to go that extra mile for you,
A call is what it takes for me to rush to you
Problems or sorrows- you won’t have to put up a lone fight
For I would always be there, standing just to your right.

My love and care is what you are entitled to
But tell me, my love, would you do this too?
Would you be there when you don’t need me?
Would you also talk sweet nothings to me?

Would you think of me just like I do?
Or would you forget me too?
Would you talk only when you want to?
Or even when I need to talk to you?

Promises or gifts – I demand nothing from you
It’s just a little concern that would do.
So, my love, would you hold my hand,
And walk with me just as a friend?


I stood alone, at the crossroads
Not knowing which way to go
One way lead to my ambition,
That I always dreamt of!
And the other to, that place
Where everyone wanted me to be
I had to choose; one of the two
The other way also lead to success
But that, was not what I strived for

I wished to live my dream,
To fulfill my desires and passion
No one believed in my dream
And I too had lost all faith
That’s when you held my hand
And drew me to the path
That lead to my dream.
You believed in me;
When I ceased to believe in myself.