Nothing seemed right, untill it was for you. To this broken lamp, like a source of light came you.
These letters won’t bother you, for they won’t ever leave my place. The ink would just get dry, and who knows, one day these letters might get lost in haze.
Just the moon will know, what all you meant for me. Just the stars will know, all the letters that I wrote to you.
These letters, though so many, yet they all depict the same. I won’t ever stop writing them, for these are my escape. You are not close enough, still I am close to you. Because, Nothing seemed right, untill it was for you. – aadi.
They asked, as to how I write these lines, what was and is my need.
Why only poetry, Why not stories, Why not tales.
‘Everything is so easy for you, able express yourself, through these words’.
I smiled, and left. It is not their fault. No one knows.
That I am drowning, into an ocean, dark and high.
An ocean of words, where there’s no way up, all I think and am lured to go is deep. This is what’s my need. I myself am made up of stories, and Poetry is what I bleed. -aadi
It never seemed right until it was for you. To this forgotten candle, like a light, came you.
Darkness, my old friend, stabbed me in the back. To heal this wound, like a cure, came you.
In death you were the one who made me feel most alive, and it was then when I knew, why the world doesn’t seem good, I have been looking at the wrong place, because my world, that’s you. -aadi bajpai
They all do the same, meet, talk and fall. But life’s too short, to go with the flow. The thrill in making, a story, is fascinating. What’s the worth, if what you did was done by every single hair. Be the one, who does the unseen. Love like a white Rose, rarely seen.
Even though a million miles apart, even in the darkest of the nights, the stars still find a way, to shed light. So, There’s always the light of hope. All you have to do is, descry it. -Aadi Bajpai
Aaditya Bajpai 