Wonder and wander!
Yes, that’s all we all do.
Wonder and wander.
Mysteries and stories!
Yes, that’s all we all are.
Mysteries and stories.
So was she,
So was he,
So am I,
So is she.
Ages back or lives ago,
She was there, wandering in the lands of LSD!
Yes, dating apps – lands for the ones lost wander for LSD.
Love, Sex ya Dosti…LSD!
So was he there.
Lost, uninterested in LSD.
Wondering and wandering,
Why not agreed companionship?
And there they were Hinged.
Their IQs moved them out of Hinge city to WhatsApp.
And they wassuped in WhatsApp!
She was shy,
He was lost.
Yet she reached out,
Then he backed out.
Yet she stood open,
Then he wandered off.
Wassuping in WhatsApp was not enough for him and her.
To find IQ and companionship!
To find love and care!
And wassuping became seldom affair for both.
In search of mysteries and stories,
He wondered and wandered again to beautiful places.
Often he wondered about her and her stories,
Then he wassups her in WhatsApp to check on her.
When she was fine,
He was calm.
When she was disturbed,
He tried be philosopher.
When she didn’t eat,
He tried be a mom.
And he kept wandering in places looking for IQs.
Places with light he had already been.
Places with darkness he lit up with his light.
He liked creating and changing stories.
Exhausted of stories, tired of life,
Endless loops of thoughts of ending!
Ekdum se andhera ccha gaya…
Ekdum se he was all alone.
He reached a dark place and phase which seemed forever.
Life hit him hard… Burdened!
Loneliness had hit him after ages like never before.
He cried and cried out for help!
He then reached out to many for light!
He reached out to her as well.
She was also in a dark place far away.
And then one dark night he reached out to me.
I took his burden away, hit him hard with constructs of realities.
He had no choice, but to transform himself!
Transform into me. I accepted his stories.
He let go of everything and I engulfed him as me.
I then restarted the stories he had let go of.
To make it beautiful and finish those.
The dark phase with him seemed forever.
After ages, I reached out to her again to check on!
She was there embracing herself and where she is.
Exhausted, yet aware!
She was now aware that all she need is a break.
A break from her stories!
A break to live for herself, carefree.
A break from life and she be the queen of her world.
And this day she is not looking for love,
But just some attention and care.
And here I am trying my bit to change a story!
And here I am giving her all my attention, for she deserves!
And here I am writing a poem for her!
And here I am sharing this poem!
With a promise for life to be a friend!
To be and give what she asks for and needs.
To transform her sad days.
To be there when darkness hits her.
For we are nothing, but mysteries and stories!
ego feels..! 